Saturday, September 08, 2007

Infidel


Right now I'm reading a book called Infidel, the memoir of Ayaan Hirsi Ali. I became aware of her when Theo van Gogh was shot and stabbed to death in 2004. Theo (great grandson of the brother of Vincent van Gogh) was a filmmaker and with Ayaan Hirsi Ali made a short film criticising the (inherently Islam-sanctioned) abuse of Muslim women.

Muslims (and Islam) often get a bad rap these days, and they complain about the unfairness of it all, but is it surprising when we learn about this stuff?

Ali grew up in Somalia, an exclusively Islamic African nation. I had heard of the practice of female circumcision, and it sounded cruel and barbaric. In her book Ali describes the procedure (called 'excision' here). She knows about it because it was done to her. Her father and mother were against the practice, but her grandmother wanted it done, so she waited until Mother and Father were both out of the house on a trip and organised it herself. In this operation, the clitoris is snipped off, the labia sliced off then sewn together, leaving only a small hole for urinating. Many girls die from infection. If they don't die, they experience at least a week of excruciating pain while the scar tissue forms. Later, when the girl grows up and is married (usually an arranged marriage, often to a man many years older than herself), on the wedding night the bride and groom go into the bedroom with all the family waiting outside. The man must push his penis through the scar tissue, but sometimes he can't do it so the bride has to be taken to hospital to have it done surgically. But if the man manages it, he grabs the bloody sheet and races outside to display it to the families impatiently waiting outside, and receives loud applause, the womenfolk ululating triumphantly.

There are many other examples throughout the book of alarming cruelty and inhumanity.

Example:

It was horrible. Everyone in that camp called themselves Muslims and yet nobody helped these women in the name of Allah. Everyone was praying - even the woman in that hut had been praying - but no one showed compassion.

Example:

Most unmarried Somali girls who got pregnant committed suicide. I knew of one girl in Mogadishu who poured a can of gasoline over herself in the living room, with everyone there, and burned herself alive. Of course, if she hadn't done this, her father and brothers would probably have killed her anyway.

These are ostensibly religious, devout people. I would say they are no such thing. Rather call them 'savages', their concept of Allah, or God, completely perverse and corrupt, even 'demonic', 'evil'. They are cowardly, morally bankrupt, theologically retarded, emotionally cockroach-like, and, ultimately, an abomination and blot on the face of humanity.

For shame!

P.S. I urge you to read this important book.

My Mother Is Cool

I was talking to my mother on the phone last night and the subject of those Chaser boys came up. They managed to get past two security checkpoints in the APEC red zone yesterday. They had a black limo, four dudes dressed as CIA dudes running alongside the car, and inside one of them was dressed up as Osama bin Laden. They were waved through two security checkpoints without being stopped to show ID.
All the police and security forces have been saying how serious it was, and not funny, that because of the snipers all over the city, one of the Chaser boys could have been shot dead.
My mother said, "On the news they are saying that it wasn't funny, but I think it was funny!"
It was funny, and I have the coolest mother :]

Friday, September 07, 2007

Late Night Discovery

Tonight I was surprised to find how well beer went with licorice.

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Helicopter With Sniper

It's APEC week here in Sydney and many world leaders have arrived to discuss the pressing issues of the times. The skies over the city are almost constantly buzzing with the sound of helicopter rotors.
This afternoon in the office we heard one of these helicopters get louder and louder until it sounded like it was going to land on the roof.
I went outside to have a look. L and D were there looking up at it. I speculated that it was a SWAT team or something, and asked D what was the name of the special forces we had here, and he said SAS. He pointed at something sticking out of the side door and said it was a gun. I said it was a sniper gun for sure. On the news last night they revealed that many of the city's tallest buildings have snipers on the roof.
The helicopter hovered there for a long time and we all wondered what they were doing. D said that he heard Bush was visiting the Maritime Museum and they had probably got that museum confused with ours, and that seemed like a good guess when the helicopter finally moved off in the direction of the Maritime Museum.
It was exciting, transforming an otherwise uneventful afternoon.

Blurry Horror Stratu



December 2006, Gold Coast, Queensland.
(sent to me by Brother Mikel.)

Wednesday, September 05, 2007

Was That You, Candybar?

ES. James, was that you who said "Whee!" in my comments field the other day, or a different Simon? If it was you, did you get the Murakami book and the other stuff? I figured that you moved somewhere else and that my stuff was being gratefully received by a complete stranger (or more like thrown in the trash with a cranky "WTF?")
Anyway, whatever, and all that jazz. But if you or anybody feels an urge to write, you can email me at sstratu [at] gmail [dot] com (the Lycos account has been consigned to the pit).

Monday, September 03, 2007

Little-Known TV Fact


When TVs first appeared, it was not uncommon for people to sit directly in front of them day and night to make sure they [the 'TV people'] did not disappear.
-from Stratu's 'Research Notes' vol. XXIII