“The wandering eyes of men will no longer be a concern for certain women in a popular Italian resort on the Adriatic Sea. The city council of Riccione has come up with a way to enable Muslim women to enjoy the sand and sea without being fully clothed: opening sections of the beach exclusively for their use. Muslim women will now be able to cast off their headscarves and robes because men will be banned from certain portions of the beach. These stretches of sand will also be fitted with tents and have only female lifeguards and waitresses in order to ensure that the Islamic law requiring women to be covered in the presence of men is not broken. Hotel owner Attillio Cenni wants to take things a step further and have female lifeguards””ala Pamela Anderson””keep a lookout for men while patrolling the sea in water scooters.” — from this article
Yes, in Italy, and in France, and in Spain, everywhere, Muslims have a divine right to beaches, to cities, to everything. They are Muslims, the most perfect of peoples, following the ways of Muhammad, the most Perfect Man. All in the end, little by little, step by step, succumb to the demands and needs of Muslims. That is what Infidels have to understand. For now, they appear still to have a life tenancy in Europe — but eventually the lives of those Infidels now living their lives will be over, and that tenancy extinguished, not to be inherited by their Infidel children or their Infidel grandchildren.
It is right, it is proper, it is just, to make accommodations for Muslim men and Muslim women. It is right, it is proper, it is just, to shut off entire bits of the Italian coastline to all non-Muslims, despite the violence this does to long-established customs, practices, and laws. It is right, it is proper, it is just, to make sure that the shaytanic seductive wiles of women are kept far from the view of men, Muslim men, men easily maddened by those wiles, that flesh, that wicked seductiveness.
And it is not only women. It is also animals. For, according to John Hendren, an LA Times reporter in Iraq, on NPR yesterday morning, in what was one of the funniest and telling reports that can possibly be imagined — JAY LENO take note — shepherds in Iraq have been killed because they left their goats untethered. Why did that deserve death? Well, because those goats were proving so immensely attractive to Iraqi men, leading them astray just as you, or I, dear reader, might be led astray by Hedy Lamarr or Audrey Hepburn or Merle Oberon (yes, I said I was 98 years old, and I meant it), or possibly that ravishing Italian actress Laura Morante who appeared in John Malkovich’s movie about the Sendero Luminoso and, unforgettably, in an interview on Italian television). And so the goats, or those who put the innocent Iraqi men made goat-mad by their untethered presence, putting those poor Muslim men at the end of their own tether, had to be killed.
You don’t believe me? You have forgotten, then, the religious prescriptions of the Ayatollah Khomeini about what is forbidden, and what commanded, as to the disposition of the funeral baked meats, when the funeral is that of the animals of those baked meats themselves, and the animals in question, having endured the passionate embraces of Muslim men, are now posthumously serving a second duty: having sated the sexual need, they are now relieving that of hunger. But there are rules about this. There are always rules. And as Ayatollah Khomeini wrote in his collected works, one may not serve such meat of former lovers, goats or cows or sheep, to one’s own family or one’s own neighbors. But, in a spirit of waste-not-want-not, one can serve such meat to inhabitants of a village nearby.
Think about the Italian beach. Think about those Afghani men with their child-brides whose photographs were shown a few weeks ago in The Sunday Magazine of The New Duranty Times. Then think about John Hendren’s report, on the goats and the murdered shepherds.
Then ask yourself: are we all alike? Do we all think alike? Is it just a matter of “poverty” or “lack of democracy”? Or is there something else here that a very great number of people in the Infidel world are missing, almost willfully missing, to their own future shame, chagrin, and horror?
Think of those shepherds being murdered for letting their goats, batting their goat eyes, roam free — there to be seen, admired, and one knows what may then, and so frequently does, follow for present-day inhabitants of that Light Unto the Muslim Nations we are building in Iraq, at a cost in money of some $400 billion (in past, present, and committed future costs related to replacement of desert-degraded weapons and support for 20,000 American wounded).
Women. Goats. What’s the difference? Shaytan, Shaytan, Shaytan.