Is this the tipping point? I’d wondered in the past if there would be some serious event — the accidental burning of a mosque in a war zone, the death of children in a freak accident, a plane downed for mechanical reasons with some important imam among the dead — that would send the infamous Arab Street howling into the night, declaring revenge on the infidels.
That’s how I thought the end would begin. But who could dream how easily led, how corruptly used the Arab Street would be? Twelve cartoons. Not serious works of art, just cartoons.
These imams calling for holy war, for a worldwide day of anger, are trivial, trifling people. They are deliberately stirring the cinders in order to get a conflagration going. They are like those nut-job arsonists who set fires in forests just to see the raging flames destroy everything. And don’t forget, arsonists are seriously disturbed people. Ask any psychiatrist.
And ask yourself: just how fragile are these people, whose psyches are collapsing over the prospect of some cartoons? Surely Mohammed deserves more robust representatives than these opportunistic sad sacks.
This is no clash of civilizations, this is a bunch of dirty old men playing with matches and encouraging a younger generation to go along with it. This is the wall against which the corpse of a putrefying culture is collapsed.
The call for a Day of Anger is disgusting beyond words. It is obscene and death-dealing. The man who calls for it ought to be incarcerated. Those who respond with similar rage ought to be jailed also.
I never thought we’d see the personification of the adage about someone yelling “FIRE!” in a crowded theater. And I never stopped to think how utterly deadly such an action would be.
Someone stuff a sock in Sheikh Yussef al-Qaradawi’s mouth before this homicidally irresponsible “leader” does any further damage…and all over some cartoons.
Ask yourself: what would this joker recommend if the incident were actually serious?