Gotta love those English, huh? The German was speaking to an audience of Muslim intellectuals, and they wanted to kill the guy for him stating that the Koran is in a vulgar dialect of Arabic, itself a vulgar language:
3. Spoken by or expressed in language spoken by the common people; vernacular: the technical and vulgar names for an animal species.
4. Of or associated with the great masses of people; common.
But now, nearly a hundred years on, how things have changed.
Councillor shuts down committee for ex-Muslims
Politician Ehsan Jami says people are scared to join the organisation because of threats from Muslims.
17 April 2008
THE NETHERLANDS - Dutch politician Ehsan Jami is closing down his Central Committee for Ex-Muslims. He claims people are scared to join the organisation because of threats from Muslims.
Jami sits on the municipal council in Voorburg, formerly for the Labour Party, now as an independent. He presented plans for a committee for former Muslims last year. He was subsequently assaulted in the street and was provided with police protection.
Jami was planning to make a cartoon animation on the Prophet Muhammad, which was to feature explicit sexual scenes, but recently agreed to give up the idea in response to an appeal from Justice Minister Ernst Hirsch Ballin.
Jami is currently holding discussions with a political party on the possibility of his standing for a seat in parliament in the next election. However, he is not prepared to reveal which political party is involved.
http://www.expatica.com/nl
****
One of the 19th century's weirder travel writers, Charles Montagu Doughty (1843 – 1926), known for his nearly unreadable Travels in Arabia Deserta, (1888) wandered more or less aimlessly around Arabia for a couple of years, managing to get himself beaten up and threatened with death on a regular basis because he was not a Muslim and wouldn't openly convert to satisfy the natives, a story well-described in Andrew Taylor's God's Fugitive: The Life of Charles Montagu Doughty.
So, one can be a myopic intellectual who unknowingly offends to the point of nearly being killed by a mob of Muslims, or one can be a knowing apostate Muslim in Europe who brings down the wrath of Muslim savages in Europe, or one can be a buffoon who pisses off Muslims to the point they simply attack and beat and rob and humiliate one. Yes, there is Pym Fortyun, killed by a Muslim sympathizer, or Theo van Gogh murdered by a Muslim, or any number of Muslims murdered in Europe and the West generally by other Muslims for not being Muslim enough or Muslim of a different sort. Regardless, I'm seeing a pattern here. Like the Dutch politician Ehsan Jami, I see that former Muslim are afraid to join an apostates' organization because of threats from Muslims. What I don't see is any way of Islam changing from being a triumphalist poligion into anything other while remaining Islam. If Islam is a fanatic's "seventh century tribal code enflamed by ethnicity," as E.O. Wilson writes of it, who am I to suggest that what it is and has always been should suddenly change into anything else? What right does any so-called moderate have to challenge centuries of tradition and canon? Islam is what Islam is. It might move around a bit within the confines of its nature but if it moves too far it's no longer Islam, and folks should have some right to maintain a thing as it is if it's what they want. Obviously, Muslims want Islam to be what it's always been: a nasty and violent totalitarianism. Who am I to argue? Who am I to judge?
1. David S. Margoliouth, Mohammedanism. London: Thorrnton Butterworth; 1911; rpt. 1928; p. 243.
6 comments:
Dag
Have you had a chance to write that book review yet? I would love to receive it.
Best wishes
Mark
Mark Alexander is the author of The Dawning of a New Dark Age. I promised him I'd write a review of the book. In fact, I wrote to Mark and told him I'd do so. I might have been more prudent to have written the review and then written to Mark. As is, the review is still in progress, I being a careful writer at times, this being one.
Please take a further look at Mark's work on the Internet for now. I like Mark as a person, obviously, and as a writer, probably equally obvious. Rather than have him hate me I will present the review in a day or so. Please stay tuned.
Thank you so much, Dag. Take your time with it. I know what it's like to be busy. Please, please do NOT feel rushed. I'm just looking forward so much to reading it when it's finished, that's all.
And as for the comment on hating you... No way! I'm never going to hate you, Dag. Not now, not ever! :-)
Hello Dag,
I woke up this morning and your review of my book came to mind; so I thought I'd check up with you to see how the review is progressing.
But please be sure of one thing: I'm not trying to rush you! :-)
I should be trying to give the impression that I'm like one of those solitary and disturbed geniuses who refuses to move till the Muse arrive with the mission, that not a word will come from my quill till I have received the vision and the command. Unfortunately, I'm no genius.
Mark has written a book I care to review, one of nearly three or four I've ever reviewed, and I sit thinking about it daily. His book has become and remains a bit of a centre-piece in my mind for a number of reasons: that Mark is a stylish and decent man makes a big difference to the work from the start; but that I want to do as he did, to complete a work of worth, that keeps me looking at his book, pondering, fussing in my mind over details unrevealed.
Mark is a Christian, and such things as genuine religion and the man in communion leave me unsettled, so I sit and ponder further. A book is a concrete act of faith, far moreso than a blog post or a large and over-flowing blog itself. More than nearly anything writing a book is for writer an act of faith. For those who are writers, writing is a sacred thing, some defiling it. I try not to defile the ct, and in reading Mark's work I see he feels as I do; thus I fret over doing justice to a good man and his good work.
However, there is the work of the day and the work of time, one following the first. I think, with this gentle prod, I will write as much or more as our departed colleague, George, and come back for more again and keep at it till I'm happy with my efforts.
A day or two then for anything at all. And then, no doubt, more pondering from this mind in turmoil till the vision clears and the scene is revealed.
Dag:
My God! How eloquent you are! Truly! You are a man of wonderful expression, wonderful thought. I shall wait a little longer, for I know that whatever you write about my book will be well worth the wait.
Greetings, my friend.
Mark
Post a Comment