Have you ever come to the impression that Muslims wouldn’t get along with a starving dog if they were wearing a steak suit? Only the grave seems to offer a peaceful respite from this tiresome tribe of ululating head-bowlers.
There are exceptions to every stereotype, though it’s rational to suspect that any concentration of Allah’s sons will ultimately result in some fairly explosive gestures. And because it is a rational deduction premised on the input of our own senses, we must deploy an equivalently irrational term to deny it: Islamophobia.
Of course an Islamophobe is defined as someone who is not a Muslim and doesn’t intend to become one in the future. Brussels showed us precisely why that’s a problem. Though the infirmity of Islamophobia isn’t limited to Europe, it’s also blossoming in Asia. Thailand, in particular.
Thailand is largely comprised of Thai-speaking Buddhists, though its southernmost provinces are majority Malay-speaking Muslims. Can you guess where this is going? Most people are not familiar with the violent and quite durable jihad in that country. And that’s understandable given the preference to keep attention focused instead on its underage prostitution industry. But sometimes the bad news leaks out…along with brain matter and other viscera.
For about the past dozen years an Islamic insurgency there has resulted in bloodletting of diabolical ingenuity. Approximately 6,500 people over this time have been shot, stabbed, strangled, burned, blown up, drowned, dismembered, run-over, beheaded, hanged, and generally treated worse than a gentile in Lakewood.
Sadly for Mohamed, the ruling Thai junta is far less prone than Europeans to respond with candles or cartoons, and so government reprisals have been fairly remorseless. One Muslim shindig was dispersed by federal troops, who arrested male attendees and stacked them like firewood five deep in truck beds. This producing only muffled cries of Allahu Akbar and 85 dead by suffocation.
Most recently in February, a Thai military patrol truck providing security for local school teachers was blown to Brussels by a remotely detonated roadside bomb. As you’ll note below, the stacking goes in both directions.
Those with a frail constitution are encouraged to discontinue reading right now by clicking here. What follows are reportedly photos of both the destroyed military vehicle and it’s equally destroyed occupants.
A far more grisly archive of Muslim cultural enrichment outside the Occident may be found here. Though be advised, those images are extreme and the host prominently festoons his site with gifs of geysering vaginas.
It’s obvious from all of this that Islam isn’t an accommodating creed. Though it’s just as obvious–to anyone not paid to be blind–that difference always drives contempt the closer it comes. Maintaining harmony amidst homogeneity is a chore; keeping it between disparate factions is a fantasy.
Jean Paul Sartre once famously quipped that hell is other people. He didn’t intend the statement to be taken in the simplistic manner many have. But since truth is no match for belief, I’ll argue with interpretation. Hell isn’t other people, but different people. In the past, it required lengthy travel to enjoy the vast mosaic of human culture and experience. The most enjoyable aspect of all being the return to our own comfortable and familiar home.
Unfortunately, we have traded our home for the global mosaic. And the only return flight is revolution. Until that time, the lesson from Brussels to Bangkok is the same: diversity is history’s greatest lie, and hell is different people.