The Religion of Discipline?

Nihad Afroun, a six year old child, was violently beaten by her teacher at the Sidi Ahmed El Bekkal school, in Tétouan, Morocco:

"After having finished his prayer, the teacher gave a violent blow to my daughter so much so that she fell while knocking her face against the ground. No one told me for nearly two hours after the incident."

"I walked on his small carpet. He struck me and I fell to the ground," confirms small Nihad in a soft voice. ... "The doctor said to me that my daughter has serious fractures on the level of the nose", the mother adds, with anguish.

The teacher in question is the imam of a local mosque. I won't jump to conclusions as of yet. This man may be innocent. He may, however, be completely guilty. Either way, the manner in which this situation is handled will tell us a lot about the Moroccan practitioners of the Religion of Peace.

Sometimes, I think there is hope...

Big Pharoah reports:

I just came from a demonstration protesting the recent events in Alexandria and calling for a "one nation for all, Muslims and Christians." After the shock of what happened in Alex, I simply had to do something no matter how small it was.

The demonstration included the opposition movements Kifaya, Youth for Change, The Popular Campaign for Change, and Ayman Nour's party Al Ghad. People with no specific party or entity affiliation, like myself, were present as well.

Maybe there is hope. Only time will tell.

Eman to World : I Love You

I just wanted to let you know.

LGF : Mauthausen

If this letter fails to choke you up, you have no soul:

I saw the living skeletons, some of whom regardless of our medical corps work, will die and be in piles like that in the next few days. Malnutrition doesn’t stop the day that food is administered. Don’t get the idea that these people here were all derelicts, all just masses of people... some of them were doctors, authors, some of them American citizens. A scattered few were G.I.s. A Navy lieutenant still lives to tell the story. I saw where they lived; I saw where the sick died, three and four in a bed, no toilets, no nothing. I saw the look in their eyes. I shall never stop seeing the expression in the eyes of the anti-Franco former prisoners who have been given the job of guarding the S.S. men who were captured.

And how does the applause fit in? Mother, I walked through countless cell blocks filled with sick, dying people - 300 in a room twice the size of our living room as as we walked in - there was a ripple of applause and then an inspiring burst of applause and cheers, and men who could not stand up sat and whispered - though they tried to shout it - Vive L’Americansky... Vive L’Americansky... the applause, the cheers, those faces of men with legs the size and shape of rope, with ulcerated bodies, weeping with a kind of joy you and I will never, I hope, know. Vive L’Americansky... I got a cousin in Milwaukee... We thought you guys would come... Vive L’Americansky... Applause... gaunt, hopeless faces at last filled with hope. One younger man asked something in Polish which I could not understand but I did detect the word “Yit”... I asked an interpreter what he said - The interpreter blushed and finally said, “He wants to know if you are a Jew.” When I smiled and stuck out my mitt and said “yes”... he was unable to speak or show the feeling that was in his heart. As I walked away, I suddenly realized that this had been the first time I had shaken hands with my right hand. That, my dear, was Mauthausen.

And yet, the enlightened moral relativists filling our universities will tell you that there is no such thing as evil. They will tell you that right and wrong are merely a matter of your point of view.

SAMMENHOLD: The Danish Solidarity Blog

Hey, y'all, looks like there's a new kid on the blogck!

Say hello to SAMMENHOLD: The Danish Solidarity Blog, a blog dedicated to supporting the nation of Denmark against the folks around the word boycotting Denmark's products as a protest against the infamous Mohammed cartoons.

It is apparently run by a Norwegian pirate and an Athenian general. Interesting combo.

At any rate, I can only agree wholeheartedly with their fundamental message: BUY DANISH!!

Back in the Saddle

I've been away.

I'm back.

I just spent almost TWO HOURS drafting a blog post which was just eaten in just under TWO MILLISECONDS by the Blogger editing interface.

Blogger, you really suck.