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Shazia Mirza: Stockholm Live
“I get a lot of hate mail from Muslim men. I have this email last week. It said ‘you do comedy, you’re a prostitute.’ I had to point out to him, y’know, prostitutes earn more money. But what he doesn’t realize is that I’m now using him as material so effectively, he’s my pimp.”
Teach Me How to Wudu (Teach Me How to Dougie Parody)
I be like hey, brother, can you teach how to wudu?
Otherwise, Salah I’ll have to redo
I need to do more than to splash some water on me
Cause We aint in no swimming pool and Im no Free Willy,
Gotta put your hands out front, wash em right to left,
If you do that up to three times it will be the best,
Put some water in your mouth and swish it side to side,
If you can do it, do some miswakin, miswakin, yeah
When push some water up your nose, take heed
You aint gotta stuff it up there till it bleeds,
Bro I see yo face and but your beard aint drippin wet,
That’s part of wudu, so don’t forget
Run that water up your arms, elbows included,
Then you wet the hair, rub your ears and neck, do it!
Make sure you clean your feet, ankles, and between the toes,
Finish with Shahadah, that’s how the wudu goes!
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what on earth… are my eyes deceiving me or has a tabloid got a picture of 3 Asian Muslim lads on the cover with the headline ‘heroes’…
the world is ending…
Or the world is wising up.
Depressing that it takes a tragedy for people to notice that not all Muslims are terrorists. May they rest in peace. Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajioon.
In the light of long-established and heavily “gendered” strategies of intercommunal conflict in the Balkans, it was hardly surprising that the gender-selective massacre of non-combatant males would emerge as the dominant and most severe atrocity inflicted on the civilian population in the modern Balkans wars. Regardless of their often-atrocious maltreatment of other population groups (including the destruction of entire cities and the mass rape of women), Serb forces — and to a lesser extent Croats and Muslims — concentrated their attention systematically on “battle-age” men. As the Bosnian Prime Minister Hasan Muratovic described the Serb strategy in 1996, “Wherever they [the Serbs] captured people, they either detained or killed all the males from 18 to 55 [years old]. It has never happened that the men of that age arrived across the front-line.” Citing Muratovic’s comment, Mark Danner summarized the Serbs’ modus operandi as follows:
1. Concentration. Surround the area to be cleansed and after warning the resident Serbs — often they are urged to leave or are at least told to mark their houses with white flags — intimidate the target population with artillery fire and arbitrary executions and then bring them out into the streets.
2. Decapitation. Execute political leaders and those capable of taking their places: lawyers, judges, public officials, writers, professors.
3. Separation. Divide women, children, and old men from men of “fighting age” — sixteen years to sixty years old.
4. Evacuation. Transport women, children, and old men to the border, expelling them into a neighboring territory or country.
5. Liquidation. Execute “fighting age” men, dispose of bodies.
All of the largest atrocities of the Balkans war were variations on this gendercidal theme — targeting males almost exclusively, and for the most part “battle-age” males. The five worst acts of mass killing in the modern Balkans wars were also the worst in Europe since the killing of tens of thousands of disarmed enemy men by Tito’s partisan forces in 1945-46. At Vukovar in November 1991, between 200 and 300 Croatian men, “mostly lightly wounded soldiers and hospital workers,” were pulled out of the hospital surroundings — some with the catheters still dangling from their arms — executed, and buried en masse outside city limits. (See Stover and Peress, The Graves: Srebrenica and Vukovar.)
The story of Vlasic (Ugar Gorge) is that of another ruthless act of gender-selective mass killing. On 21 August 1992, a convoy of prisoners from the Serb-run Trnopolje concentration camp were driven to Muslim and Croat territory. En route, men were separated from women, driven off in separate buses, and executed at the edge of the ravine. Some 200-250 men are believed to have died.
But neither Vukovar nor the Ugar Gorge could hold a candle to a more obscure slaughter — at Brcko during the Serb offensive of 1992. Although much about the incident remains shadowy, Brcko, a strategic “choke point” on the Drina River, appears to have been the target of a systematic gender-selective slaughter that strongly foreshadowed the nightmare at Srebrenica three years later. Mark Danner, who has investigated what little is publicly known about the events, summarizes them as follows:
During the late spring and early summer of 1992, some three thousand Muslims … were herded by Serb troops into an abandoned warehouse, tortured, and put to death. A U.S. intelligence satellite orbiting over the former Yugoslavia photographed part of the slaughter. “They have photos of trucks going into Brcko with bodies standing upright, and pictures of trucks coming out of Brcko carrying bodies lying horizontally, stacked like cordwood,” an investigator working outside the U.S. government who has seen the photographs told us. … The photographs remain unpublished to this day. (Danner, “Bosnia: The Great Betrayal,” New York Review of Books, 26 March 1998.)
The vast majority of mass killings and gender-selective slaughters between 1991 and 1994 were smaller in magnitude, and went virtually unrecorded. The best place to find accounts of them, in English at least, is the Helsinki Watch/Human Rights Watch report, War Crimes in Bosnia-Hercegovina. The litany of atrocities in a narrow stretch of Volume II alone makes clear the pervasiveness and systematic character of the gendercide in Bosnia-Herzegovina, in a way that the more epic mass killings perhaps do not:
In my village, about 180 men were killed. The army put all men in the center of the village. After the killing, the women took care of the bodies and identified them. The older men buried the bodies. (Trnopolje)
We were met by the Cetniks [Serb paramilitaries], who were separating women and children from the men. Many of the men were killed on the spot — mostly over old, private disputes. The rest of us were put on buses and they started to beat us. (Kozarac)
The army came to the village that day. They took us from our houses. The men were beaten. The army came in on trucks and started shooting at the men and killing them. (Prnovo)
The army took most of the men and killed them. There were bodies everywhere. (Rizvanovici)
The shooting started at about 4:00 p.m., but we were surrounded and could not escape. They [Serb troops] finally entered the village at 8:00 p.m. and immediately began setting houses on fire, looking for men and executing them. When they got to our house, they ordered us to come out with hands raised above our heads, including the children. There were four men among us, and they shot them in front of us. We were screaming, and the children cried as we were forced to walk on. I saw another six men killed nearby. (Skelani)
Our men had to hide. My husband was with us, but hiding. I saw my uncle being beaten on July 25 when there was a kind of massacre. The Serbs were searching for arms. Three hundred men were killed that day. (Carakovo)
We came out of the shelter. They were looking for men. They got them all together. We saw them beating the men. We heard the sounds of the shooting. One man survived the executions. They killed his brother and father. Afterwards the women buried the men. (Biscani)
The crowning act of gendercide in the Balkans wars — at least until “Operation Horseshoe” in Kosovo in 1999 — came at Srebrenica between July 12 and 17, 1995. After the atrocities of 1992 and further fighting in 1993, Srebrenica had been declared one of five “safe areas” under UN protection. Tens of thousands of desperate Muslims sought protection there. Despite privations and squalor, the safety held — until July 1995, when Serb forces overran the enclave. As Dutch U.N. troops and the international community looked on, the Serbs separated the men, most of them elderly and infirm, from the children and women. While the other members of the community were bused to safety in Muslim-held territory, thousands of Srebrenica’s men were taken out to open fields, executed, and buried in mass graves. Thousands of other unarmed men were rounded up and hunted down in nearby forests, in what Serb commander Ratko Mladic called a “feast” of mass killing.
TO READ THE FULL ARTICLE, GO TO THE SOURCE (GENDERCIDE.ORG)
So. I’m just about as American as everyone and their mother. The Fourth of July is more than just a drinking game for me- I celebrate America’s birth. I scored a 5 on the fucking APUSH exam when most “natural Americans” I know got 3s. I want to run for Congress someday and better the lives of the people in my district and my country, the fucking US of A. But when someone tells me that because of my religion, I’ll be a spy for Al-Qaeda and try to implement sharia law, that’s when I get pissed off. Don’t tell me I’m not American. Ever.
Most Muslims in America have been acculturated to the USA— they may not have given up their traditions such as style of dress or choice of food, but many play active roles in their communities and try to help. A majority of us are not Anti-Christian. When a church was burned down in Pakistan, the All Dulles Area Muslim Society held a fundraiser to rebuild it. Katrina? Muslims were both affected and tried to help by packing supplies to send to the affected regions. As for 9/11- trust me, I remember getting taken out of my third grade gym class and watching my dad break down and cry for the 3000 lives lost. Congressmans Andre Carson and Keith Ellison, both Muslim, try to help Americans in their district, not just Muslims, live better lives. We’re just as American as you with your rifles and Bibles are.
Hailey Woldt, a student who accompanied Professor Akbar Ahmed of American University on his “Journey into America” to interview Muslims in America about their lives as Muslim-Americans, wrote an article in the Washington Post about the Burden of Being a Young Muslim American. One of the boys she interviewed was a ten year old with “none of the awkwardness or shyness expected in a boy his age and his eyes were those of a mature and sorrowful man.”
“He talked about how the kids at school beat him up and called him a terrorist. “Well, they say, ‘You Muslim people are terrorists. You don’t have a life.’ But then I say, well you’ll see, like in the future, you’ll see how big we are.” The most heartbreaking part of the story, though, was that a few months earlier while visiting relatives in Pakistan, his mother had been killed in a roadside bombing by a real terrorist.”
Please stop your hate. It’s unwarranted and disrespectful.
