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Our World: Laura Bush's embrace of tyranny Caroline Glick , Oct. 29, 2007
Laura Bush’s October 2007 “Breast Cancer Awareness” tour of the Middle East (Story Here)
Women and Islam
- Cathy Young
Clothes Aren't the Issue
- Asra Q. Nomani [Courtesy -- Conference of Presidents of Major American Jewish Organizations by the Jerusalem Center for Public Affairs, Daily Alert, Oct 27, 2006]
"Temporary Marriage" in Islamic Iran
- Lily Mazahery (Jerusalem Post) [Courtesy -- Conference of Presidents of Major American Jewish Organizations by the Jerusalem Center for Public Affairs, Daily Alert, Jan 19, 2007]
The Brownshirts of Our Time
Booths were arranged in a semi-circle--it was as if the panels and performances were taking place in an African marketplace. Scented candles, beaded drums, sleek handbags, photographs, Citi-banking for women consultants, African skirts, all vied for my attention. In addition to my son, who had driven me there, and myself, there were a handful of white people, including a photographer from whom I bought two prints and a psychologist who identified herself to me as an admirer and as someone who had suffered a brain injury in an car accident. The conference was closed to men--but one of the organizers made a split second decision to allow my adult son in and seated him by himself at the very back of the room on a chair set apart. Growing up in a feminist household, he was used to this. Privately, we both sighed and wondered when feminist men would finally be welcome at a feminist conference. I doubt that the organizers of this conference knew anything of my background but they were more than welcoming. They had real class and great soul. For example, when I'd explained that I was just in the midst of both a major move into Manhattan and a book tour, one organizer said: "We understand what it's like when a woman is jammed up doing too much. We'll love you anyway. You can let us know at the last minute." She was so damn upbeat and understanding that I decided I'd come no matter what. In retrospect, I realized that I should have known what was coming; perhaps I chose not to know. A few days before the conference I had the following conversation with one of the organizers. She asked me what my most recent book was and I told her it was The New Anti-Semitism. I explained that Jew-hatred was a form of racism--only it was not being treated as such by anti-racist "politically correct" people. The organizer did not say: "I don't agree with you" nor did she say: "This won't play well to our constituency." She only said: "We need you to explain the ways in which women sabotage each other and remain divided so that we can understand and overcome it in order to come together. We need you to talk about your book Woman's Inhumanity to Woman. Your speech will precede our big Unity panel." When I arrived, performers were rapping and singing and dancing and the energy was fabulous. They were running late and I waited patiently and happily. I whispered to my son: "There's still a whole world out there. And in ways, it's quite wonderful. Perhaps I have become too obsessed with The Jewish Cause, with Israel. Maybe I need to remember that I am also connected to more than one issue." I had been asked to talk about what women can do, psychologically and ethically, in order to enact sisterhood and to work in productive, even radical ways. As I spoke, the women in the audience sighed, cheered, applauded, nodded in agreement, laughed, groaned, nudged each other--it was a half hour of good vibes. And then my first questioner blew it all to Hell. All it took was The Question and it only required one Questioner. I could not see who was speaking. A disembodied voice demanded to know where I stood on the question of the women of Palestine. Her tone was forceful, hostile, relentless, and prepared. I could have said: "The organizers have specifically asked me not to address such questions." I did not say that. I could also have said: "I am concerned with the women of Palestine but I am also concerned with the women of Rwanda, Bosnia, Guatemala, who have all been gang-raped by soldiers who used rape as a weapon of war; I am concerned with the poverty and homelessness of women right here in America; I am concerned with the women of Israel who are being blown up in buses, at cafes, in their own bedrooms." I did not say this. Instead, I took a deep breath and said that I did not respect people who hijacked airplanes or hijacked conferences or who, at this very moment, were trying to hijack this lecture. I pointed out that the subject of my talk was not Israel or Palestine. I did not want us to lose our focus. She grew even more hostile and demanding. "Tell this audience what you said on WBAI. I heard you on that program." Clearly, she wanted to "unmask" me before this audience as a Jew-lover and an Israel-defender. I took the question head-on. "If you're really asking about apartheid, let me talk about it. Contrary to myth and propaganda, Israel is not an apartheid state. The largest practioner of apartheid in the world is Islam which practices both gender and religious apartheid. In terms of gender apartheid, Palestinian women--and all women who live under Islam--are oppressed by "honor" killings, in which girls and women who are raped are then killed by family members for the sake of restoring the family "honor;" forced veiling, segregation, stonings to death for alleged adultery, seclusion/sequestration, female genital mutilation, polygamy, outright slavery, sexual slavery. Women have few civil, legal, or human rights under Islam." [PAC Comment: Souad, a Palestinian, was indoctrinated at an early age that "Jews are pigs." It took her longer to learn who the real animals were: her father, who beat her every day; her brother, who set her alight when she became pregnant; her mother, who smothered several of her sisters at birth. Souad's story goes some way to explaining why many Palestinians regard everyday life so cheaply that they are prepared to blow themselves up to make a political point. Much of the world sees Palestinian resistance to Israeli occupation of the West Bank as a desperate act by an oppressed people. Yet the reality is that of a people oppressed not so much by Israel as by each other. Better not be Gay either. What kind of religion creates people who would commit crimes like this? Further See:
Refugee Who Became Dutch MP Defies Islam with
Film about Koran Mrs. Ali, August 2005: It is apparent on reading the Koran and the traditional writings that Muhammad’s life not only provides rules for the daily lives of Muslims; it also demonstrates the means by which his values can be imposed. Muhammad himself constructed the House of Islam using military tactics that included mass killing, torture, targeted assassination, lying and the indiscriminate destruction of productive goods. This may be embarrassing to moderate Muslims, but the propaganda produced by modern terrorists constantly quotes Muhammad’s deeds and edicts to justify their actions and to call on other Muslims to support their cause.
According to Minnesota based psychoanalyst and Arabist, Dr. Nancy Kobrin, it is a culture in which shame and honor play decisive roles and in which the debasement of women is paramount. In an utterly fascinating and as-yet unpublished book, which I will be introducing, the Sheik's New Clothes: the Psychoanalytic Roots of Islamic Suicide Terrorism, Kobrin, and her Israeli co-author, counter-terrorism expert Yoram Schweitzer, describe barbarous family and clan dynamics in which children, both boys and girls, are routinely orally and anally raped by male relatives; infant males are sometimes sadistically over-stimulated by being masturbated; boys between the ages of 7-12 are publicly and traumatically circumcised; many girls are clitoridectomized; and women are seen as the source of all shame and dishonor and treated accordingly: very, very badly." Somalia-born supermodel and best-selling author Waris Dirie, who has campaigned to end the disfiguring practice of ritual genital mutilation (which she suffered at age five in her homeland) estimates one in every three African families living in Europe is secretly carrying out the ritual on their daughters.] I continued; "Islam also specializes in religious apartheid as well. All non-Muslims (Christians, including Maronites and Melkites, Greek Orthodox, Catholics and Protestants, Jews, Assyrians, Hindus, Zoroastrians, animists) have historically been viewed and treated as subhumans who must either convert to Islam or be mercilessly taxed, beaten, jailed, murdered, or exiled. The latest al-Queda attack in Saudi Arabia was primarily directed against Lebanese Christians and Americans." I continued. "Today, the entire Middle East is judenrein, there are no Jews left in 22 Arab countries. And, the Arab leadership has backed the PLO strategy in which the 23rd state remains under constant and perilous siege. Historically in general, but specifically since 1958-1956, Arab Jews were forced to flee Arab Islamic lands. Most are living in Israel, the only Middle Eastern state in which Jews are allowed to live. Jews cannot become citizens of Jordan, Egypt, or Saudi Arabia, for example and yet no one accuses those nations of apartheid. I said that Israel was not an apartheid state. I talked about real gender and religious Apartheid, as practiced by Muslims. I told the truth. Clearly, they had not heard it before. The audience collectively gasped. Then, people went a little crazy. Someone muttered darkly, coarsely, in a near-growl: "What about the checkpoints? What about the fence?" As if checkpoints and fences are the same as being killed by your brother or father or, most recently, in Ramallah, in the Rofayda Qaoud case, by your mother (!) for the crime of having been raped--in the Qaoud case, both raped and impregnated by your mother's two sons. I asked the audience if they thought that being detained at a checkpoint was really the same as having your clitoris sliced off, the same as being stoned to death for alleged adultery. The only response I got was from the first questioner who demanded that I denounce Ariel Sharon--but not Yasir Arafat--as a murderer. I absolutely refused to do so. The lightning rod of "Palestine" was enough to turn a very friendly audience quite hostile and a bit unhinged. Two or three women proceeded to ask aggressive questions in which they tried to get me to say that I had somehow "disrespected" poor women in my remarks; I had said nothing of the sort. As I left the podium, a young African-American woman stopped me to say that I'd "hurt" her by how I had "disrespected" a "brown" woman. "What brown woman?" I asked. "Your first questioner was a brown woman" she said "and so are Palestinian women." I said: "Jewish women, especially in Israel also come in many colors including brown and black." She stopped me. "But you're a white Jew." As if this was proof of a crime. I did not bother to tell her that without my glasses I could not see the face or color of a questioner so far away, that my answer to the question would have been the same no matter what color the questioner happened to be. As I was trying to leave, one woman, who said her name was "Lupe," (she was dressed in a button-festooned serape, and had a cross tattooed between her eyebrows), and who loped after me, and continued to demand that I deal with the Palestine question. She kept trying to get at me physically. One of the organizers kept putting her own body between Lupe and me. Lupe behaved like a trained operative, her rage was legitimized, empowered, by her politics. The three young African-American women who had invited me were VERY supportive of me, they hugged me and thanked me for coming and looked rather embarrassed about what had happened. What's important is this: Not one of them tried to stop what was happening, not one stood up and said: "Something good has just turned ugly and we must not permit this to happen." Thus, the "good" people did nothing to disperse the hostility or to address the issues. Perhaps they were simply unprepared on the issues; perhaps they agreed with the view that Israel is an apartheid state and that anyone who would dare defend it was supposed to be treated as a traitor and enemy. Perhaps they simply lacked the courage to stand up to the fundamentalists in their midst. Afterwards, my son told me that he was on his feet the minute The Questioner spoke and although I could not see him either, I was glad to know that he was in the room. Things could easily have turned much uglier. (By the way: Talk about gender apartheid! The conference confined him to his men-only single chair section). It seemed that The Questioner had at least one, and possibly two henchwoman with her. Clearly, she wanted to "get" the pro-Israel white Jew. I couldn't help reflecting on my life's work against racism. For example, in 1963, I joined The Northern Student Movement and tutored Harlem students. This was the Northern branch of the civil rights movement. In the late 1960s, I was involved with both the Young Lords and the Black Panthers. I marched outside the Women's House of Detention when they jailed Angela Davis. I was involved in the Inez Garcia case and have written extensively about the cases of both Joanne Little and Yvonne Wanrow, two women of color who, like Garcia, had killed (white) men in self-defense. In the mid-70s, I interviewed Jews from India, Iran, Afghanistan, and North Africa, and Jews who had fled Arab lands about "cultural" or "ethnic" racism in Israel. By the early 1970s, I also began organizing against Jew-hatred on the left and among feminists in America. Over the years, I have lectured on the complexities of both racism and sexism in the Caribbean, Europe, the Middle East, and in Japan. For nearly 30 years, I taught working-class and students of color at a public university. I admired and loved them and was sometimes able to help them in ways that changed their views and their lives. Here's what's sad. Clearly, my speech touched hearts and minds; there was room for common ground and for civilized discourse. But not once the word "Palestine" was uttered, not when "Palestine" is seen as a symbol for every downtrodden group of color who are "resisting" the racist-imperialist American and Zionist Empires. Once the "Palestine" litmus test of political respectability was raised, everyone responded on cue, as if programmed and brainwashed. It immediately became a "white" versus "brown" thing, an "oppressed" versus an "oppressor" thing. These are the Brownshirts of our time. The fact that they are women of color, womanists/feminists is all the more chilling and tragic. And unbelievable. And to me: Practically unbearable. Afterwards, my son, ever-wise, said: "Well mom, you have your answer. The Jew-haters will never allow you into their wider, wonderful world. You can't go back." Phyllis Chesler, Ph.D, is the author
of twelve books, including the international bestseller WOMEN AND MADNESS.
Her most recent book is
The New Anti-Semitism: The Current Crisis and What We
Must Do About It. Hyperlinks and emphasis added by PAC Click here to return to our home page. Itamar Marcus and Barbara Crook, Jerusalem Post, Jan. 4, 2004 If you want to know what's really at the heart of the Palestinian conflict with Israel, don't ask politicians or diplomats. Go to Palestinian children. Unlike the rest of the world, they've been paying close attention to what their leaders and educators [and parents] have been teaching. And they are ready to practice what they've been taught. For instance, children interviewed on PA TV last week state without reservation that Israel has no right to exist, and that the goal for which they're willing to sacrifice their lives is Israel's destruction. "They [the Jews] came to take Palestine, that is, Tel Aviv, Jaffa, Haifa, Acre, Ramle. All these cities belong to Palestine," one youth explains in a December 25 broadcast, echoing years of standard Palestinian Authority indoctrination. And because he is convinced that Israel has no right to exist: "We hope, hope, hope and I emphasize these things, that the Arab countries and the foreign countries – all the countries of the world – will support the Palestinians and will expel the Israelis. "We must expel all Israelis from Palestine. Because Israel – there is nothing called 'Israel' in the world. The Israelis [came] from Holland, America, Iran." The children are seen promising they will keep fighting, generation after generation, until they liberate Palestine. Furthermore, they say they don't fear death in the struggle because it is shahada – death for Allah. "Even if all the Palestinian children, Palestinian youth, Palestinian women, and Palestinian men die, we will not surrender!" None of this is surprising to anyone who has been paying attention to what does on in the PA educational system. Israel is erased from PA maps, schoolbooks and historians deny Israel's right to exist, and educators at all levels teach that Israel is a foreign colonial implant. Despite PA claims to the contrary, its textbooks continue to delegitimize Israel and dismiss it as a foreign occupier: "Palestine faced the British occupation after the First World War in 1917, and the Israeli occupation in 1948." Children are taught that all of Israel is part of Palestine. For example, "Among the famous rocks of southern Palestine are the rocks of Beersheba and the Negev..." About Palestine's water sources, children are taught: "The most important is the Sea of Galilee." SUCH MESSAGES of delegitimization have been affirmed by Prime Minister Ahmed Qurei. He is on record as rejecting the idea of Israel as a Jewish state. "President Bush said that Israel is a Jewish state, which is a cause for our concern. This should not have been said," he told Al-Nahar and Al-Hayat Al-Jadida on June 15, 2003. PA-affiliated historians appear on educational TV to reinforce this message. On December 28 Dr. Isam Sisalem reiterated what he has said on numerous broadcasts. Jews "have no history or connection to this land" and are nothing but a "cancer" planted by Britain to control the Middle East. In the same educational broadcast last week, another historian resurrected The Protocols of the Elders of Zion, the infamous anti-Semitic forgery, citing it as one of the foundations of the First Zionist Congress in 1897. "The Zionist movement began at the Basel Congress to plan the exploitation of the powers' struggle, and the struggle of Europe over the Middle East," said Dr. Riad Al-Astal, a history lecturer at Al-Azhar University in Gaza. Consequently, when we view children on PA TV who say they want to destroy Israel, to liberate Tel Aviv, Jaffa, Haifa, Acre, and Ramle, and to expel the Jews, we are seeing children who are accurately regurgitating the sentiments inculcated and reinforced throughout PA society. Indeed, years of anti-Israel indoctrination have been alarmingly effective in teaching Palestinian youth that the Jews have no link to Israel, that Israel has no right to exist and that the overriding goal of the next generation – even at the cost of their lives – should be to eliminate Israel. The essence of the conflict is Israel's very right to exist – not the question of borders or refugees. Peace negotiations that do not address the PA's system of indoctrination will be short-term paper agreements doomed to failure. Palestinian children have already figured this out. Perhaps the rest of us need to stay after school. Marcus is founder and director of Palestinian Media Watch. Crook is PMW's North American representative.
Hyperlinks and emphasis added by PAC Click here to return to our home page. Politically Incorrect Historian: Benny Morris' transformation highlights chilling truths about the conflict Jonathan Tobin, Jan. 26, 2004 / 3 Shevat, 5764, Jewish World Review
If war is the "continuation of politics ... by other means," as German strategist Karl von Clausewitz famously wrote, then it must be said with equal certainty that the study of history in our day has become another form of warfare. No conflict better exemplifies this maxim than that between Arabs and Israelis. For the last 55 years and more, Zionist and anti-Zionist historians have waged war in the pages of their books.
But the genre of historical writing that has done the most damage to Israel's image has not been the hatred-filled screeds coming out of the dubious academic institutions of Cairo and Damascus. It has been the work of Jews who have come to doubt the justice of Israel's cause that has emboldened its enemies the most. In the last 20 years, the rise of a new group of Israeli historians, known as "revisionists," has engendered a bitter debate about Israel's origins and policies.
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Suicide Bomb Survivors Face Worlds Blown Apart
By Keith B. Richburg, Washington Post Foreign Service, January 31, 2004; Page A15 JERUSALEM -- Alona Shaportova immigrated here from Ukraine with her parents when she was 10. Soon she was speaking Hebrew, English and some Arabic, as well as Russian. Ask Alona how old she is today and she hesitates, and begins to count out loud, "One, two, three, four" until she gets to 17. She looks to her mother for verification and gets a nod of approval. Counting is a chore for Alona, reading is impossible, and she can manage only slowly to write her name. Two years ago, Alona and a friend were at Tel Aviv's popular seaside Dolphinarium discotheque when a Palestinian wearing explosives and copper ball bearings blew himself up outside, killing 21 people, mostly teenagers, and wounding 100 others. Alona was among the most critically injured. When five ball bearings smashed into her head and face, her left eye was shattered, the teeth on the left side of her mouth were knocked out and the left side of her brain was torn away, leaving her paralyzed on the right side and mentally impaired for good. The blond-haired, blue-eyed girl, who once thought of becoming a model, now has a plastic prosthetic and a mop of curls that artfully cover the missing part of her head. For thousands of Israeli families like the Shaportovas, the suicide bombings of the last three years have been a life-shattering, life-altering experience. The attacks make headlines with the numbers killed -- about 500 Israelis and foreigners have been killed in suicide attacks on civilians since the beginning of the current Palestinian uprising in September 2000. But for all those killed, there are many, many more left alive but burned, maimed, scarred, blinded, paralyzed, hearing-impaired, missing limbs and often requiring long-term care. A case-by-case review of Israeli government records indicates more than 3,000 people have been injured in suicide bombings, not counting other types of attacks. Their suffering is often intensified by the rudimentary and ruthless technology of the bombmakers; the explosives are wrapped with screws and ball bearings, causing multiple lacerations and punctures for those in the blast vicinity. Some Israelis are still hospitalized from wounds sustained in suicide attacks months, even years ago; many more require repeated hospital visits and follow-up operations. Dozens are unable to work. And families have been forced to alter their lives to care for a wounded family member. Alona's mother, Irina, says caring for her daughter has become her full-time job. She needs to help her daughter get dressed, takes her to a special school and shuttles her constantly to the hospital for care and rehabilitation therapy. "I'm really stressed by all of this," said Irina, who quit working after her daughter was injured. "I have no choice. I have only one daughter." The Israeli government's national insurance institute has a mandate to provide financial assistance to anyone deemed a victim of a hostile act, meaning either war or terrorism. Medical care is free, including transportation to and from the hospitals, and the injured person receives a monthly stipend based on salary, or, in the case of the unemployed, the average government bureaucrat's salary. Those found by an independent panel to be severely and permanently disabled continue to get a monthly payment for life, while those less disabled lose their stipends and receive a one-time grant. The financial support is supplemented by private groups such as the One Family Fund, created three years ago to support and provide psychological counseling to victims. The fund provides cash to affected families until government compensation arrives, and it sponsors workshops and "healing retreats." Yet victims and their family members say they sometimes feel their suffering is forgotten after the initial horror of a suicide attack has faded. "As time goes by, the support and help gets less and less," said Mally Nissim, whose 16-year-old daughter, Adi Huja, was badly injured in the suicide bombing of Jerusalem's Cafe Rimon on Dec. 1, 2001. "The whole situation has been going on for two years. My heart is ripped up. I can hardly take it. The atmosphere at home is bad. Everybody is irritable and yelling. Tempers are raised." She added: "When I hear about an attack, I feel sorry for the injured. It tears families apart." Adi is a beautiful girl with light hair and olive skin. The only evidence of the severity of her wounds is that she walks with a crutch. Seated on the living room couch, she pulls off her thick-soled sneakers and rolls up the legs of her khaki trousers to show what is left of her mangled legs. Both are riddled with wounds from ankle to hip -- huge craters, small holes, discolored black. Her right foot stays in one position; the ankle was filled with screws. In all, 100 pieces of metal sliced through her body, mostly screws and bolts. Some of her wounds became infected by rat poison packed in the bomb, doctors told her. Adi has endured 26 operations, and she will have more. She was hospitalized for half a year and in a wheelchair for one year. There are still seven or eight bolts in her body. "The doctors said I'll be able to walk and run," she said, "but it will take time." Adi and her mother are full of praise for the doctors who saved Adi's legs. For the bombers, there is only hate. "I hate them and their entire families," Adi said bitterly, "and I wish them to go through exactly what I went through. They have no heart." The Weapons Instructor In a bed at a rehabilitation center outside Tel Aviv, American-born Steve Averbach, 37, counts the sum total of his progress since a suicide bomber on Jerusalem's No. 6 bus shattered his world eight months ago. He can wiggle his toes a little, and he can flex his left foot. He can move his left thumb and index finger. There is a little movement in his left elbow, and there's some sensation in the hand. That is all, but that is progress for a man who was told he would likely never move his limbs again, after a ball bearing from the bomber's explosive vest hit his spinal cord and lodged in the back of his neck. Before the bombing, Averbach, who moved to Israel from New Jersey at age 18, was a healthy, high-powered, active man, the father of four children. He was known as "Steve Guns" to many Israelis because of his role as the premier weapons instructor in the country. All of Averbach's training kicked in on May 18, 2003, when he boarded the bus in the French Hill neighborhood and the driver stopped to pick up one last passenger: a man dressed in the garb of a religious Jew. "He wasn't Jewish," Averbach recalled. "He was Arabic." Averbach immediately grabbed for his gun and spun around to fire. "I was known to be able to draw my gun in .85 of a second," he said. But the bomber already had his hand on the triggering device. "I was in mid-spin when the bomb went off," Averbach said. "It doesn't matter how fast you are -- the guy with his finger on the trigger is going to win." Averbach's gun never cleared his holster. Averbach retains his good humor, even as he lies on his back and his mother, Maida, gives him water from a small plastic container with a straw. "I had been involved in four or five bus bombings," Averbach said. "This time I just showed up 10 minutes early." "The thing I say to myself is, next time I will be faster," he said. "I can't lay back and say to myself, 'I'm sorry about what happened.' " His mother, a nurse, said that since her son's injury she has viewed the horrific scenes of bus bombings differently. "When I hear the phrase 'non-life-threatening injury,' I always wonder what's the implication of that," she said. "The people who die die. But the survivors, and how they have to cope, and their families -- you never hear about that. The psychological implications, the emotional implications, the financial implications -- it goes on and on." The Bus Driver Not all victims of suicide attacks are Jewish. Sometimes the shrapnel finds someone like Yasser Hirbawi, an Israeli Arab who lives in East Jerusalem. In August, Hirbawi was driving a bus for a tourism company when he stopped next to public bus No. 2, which had a bomber on board. Hirbawi felt the blast, which hurled him down the front steps of his bus, and brought the vehicle's small, mounted television set crashing down on his head and back. "I started rolling down the stairs leading to the doors," he said, sitting in his family's hillside home. "That was a good thing, because when I was down there, I was saved from the shrapnel that was flying around." He was knocked unconscious, but survived with a slipped disc and half hearing loss in each ear. "I still suffer from pain, especially when I bend down," Hirbawi said. "Tying my shoes is something I cannot do. If I bend down, it takes me five minutes to get back up. I also can't put any stress on my right leg." Hirbawi, 40, is under doctor's orders not to work. As an Israeli citizen and a victim of terrorism, he qualifies for financial compensation. But he hadn't received any, he said, and has survived -- taking care of his wife and six children -- only with the help of his brother, who owns a grocery store. The reason, he believes, is because he is an Arab, not Jew. "I tell you the truth, if I had been Jewish, I would be getting everything I am owed from the national insurance," Hirbawi said. "A Jew doesn't have to wait six months. Unfortunately, we have to wait. We are discriminated against. They don't treat everyone equally here." Hirbawi is angry. His family has lived in Jerusalem for generations. He said he had never run afoul of the law. "I live in Jerusalem, I pay my taxes and everything," he said. "I was wounded just like any other person, just like the Jews. "The bomb," he added, "did not discriminate between Jews and Arabs."
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GREG MYRE, The New York Times, February 24, 2004
JAFFA, Israel, Feb. 23 — After the suicide bombing on Sunday, the flesh and the bones were collected from the bus and the street, and delivered here to Israel's lone forensic center. As always, Dr. Jehuda Hiss, the director, carried out his grim duty of piecing together the broken bodies and tending to the raw emotions of the living. The Palestinian who blew himself up on a Jerusalem bus had a relatively small explosive, yet it tore apart some bodies so completely that it was not clear how many people had been killed. The police announced seven dead, plus the bomber. But when Dr. Hiss and his team had developed genetic profiles on the remains, they discovered an eighth. "This person must have been sitting next to the bomber," Dr. Hiss, Israel's chief pathologist for 16 years, said in his matter-of-fact tone. "We could not have identified him without DNA tests." Israel has seen more than 100 suicide bombings in three years, accounting for roughly half of the more than 900 Israelis killed in the violence. The country has developed a vast response network in which Dr. Hiss plays a unique role. All the dead are brought here to the National Center of Forensic Medicine. He has missed only one bombing, while traveling in the United States, and has been intimately involved in dealing with the dismembered victims and the shattered families in every other attack. After the dead are identified, Dr. Hiss's job is tougher still. He informs the relatives, who can be angry and irrational in their grief. "With bombings, it is necessary to do this because someone leaves home at 8 a.m. and is killed a half-hour later," he said. "The families want to know if they suffered. They want to know exactly how they died. I'm always surprised that they ask so many detailed questions." The families wait, sometimes through the night, at the center, which was not built for the crowds of 200 or more that descend after major attacks. The relatives once spilled out onto the grounds. Today, a center for families has been built next to the morgue, easing the crowding, if not the trauma. The most awkward moment comes when families ask to see the victim. "I say it is better to remember them when they were living," Dr. Hiss said. About a quarter of the families insist. "I explain it's only part of the body. Still, they will hug a foot if that is all there is," he said. He used to reject such requests, but psychologists recommended otherwise. "The families want to touch the body one last time to prepare for the separation. If they don't see them, it is like a virtual death. They are right to ask for this," he said. The attack on Sunday sent the staff into overdrive to identify the dead. Biblical imperative demands the work be both swift and thorough. Jewish law calls for the whole body to be buried, preferably on the day of death, yet it can take days or even weeks to identify all the smaller remains. In some cases, an uncomfortable compromise is struck. The larger body parts are buried quickly and the smaller pieces later when DNA tests have confirmed the identity. Unlike forensic pathologists who labor in isolation, Dr. Hiss, 57, often seems at the center of the Middle East dramas. Consider just one day, Jan. 29. For Dr. Hiss, it began in an airport hangar in Cologne, Germany, where he was part of the Israeli delegation handling a prisoner swap with Hizballah and the repatriation of the remains of three Israeli soldiers killed three years earlier. The team set up three tents in the hangar, and working beneath the wings of the planes, had just two hours to make a positive identification using X-rays, fingerprints and dental records. As this process began, a Palestinian suicide bomber struck in Jerusalem, killing 11 people. In Germany, Dr. Hiss confirmed that the remains belonged to the Israeli soldiers, permitting the prisoner exchange to go forward. The Israeli plane returned home at 7 p.m., and within 30 minutes, he was back in his forensic institute, identifying bomb victims. Amid such turmoil, mistakes happen. This tumultuous day included Israel's return of 60 dead Lebanese, most killed in fighting with Israel years ago. But in one case, Israel turned over the wrong body, and the family complained. The forensic center has located the body in question. "We delivered the wrong body, and it's a major disaster," Dr. Hiss said. After bombings, the dozens of wounded are delivered to local hospitals, and that is where families begin the search for loved ones. If they are not found among the wounded, the families face the prospect of traveling to the forensic institute here in Jaffa, just south of Tel Aviv. Because Israel is so small, it has always made do with just one such institute, and everyone who dies unexpectedly is examined here. Few Israelis refer to the institute by its formal name. Most call it Abu Kabir, a reference to the wealthy family that lived on the grounds until the Middle East war that erupted in 1948 at Israel's founding. On the Palestinian side, where more than 2,600 have been killed in the past three years, the dead are delivered to morgues at local hospitals, and there is no central forensic institute. "This is not traditional, straightforward, forensic medicine," Dr. Yoram Blachar, head of the Israel Medical Association, said of the Israeli center. "The suicide bombings are very emotional and upsetting. The families have extreme reactions and have to be treated in a most sensitive manner." "The institute plays a major role after every terror attack," he said. While the forensic center is praised for its work after bombings, Dr. Hiss has been involved in controversies related to other cases, including allegations that the institute removed organs from corpses without permission from the families. The issue is enormously sensitive because of Judaism's emphasis on burying the whole body. Government inquiries have not resulted in any charges against Dr. Hiss. But in December the Israeli attorney general recommended disciplinary action. The issue is still under consideration, and no sanctions have been imposed so far. Dr. Hiss was born in Poland just after World War II and arrived in Israel at age 10. His medical training has taken him to Italy, Austria, Britain and the United States. His office walls are mostly bare, except for a slate of black wood featuring 24 types of bullets. The most prominent book on his desk is "Gunshot Wounds." Within arm's reach is a plastic container of ball bearings a bombmaker packed into an explosive to make it more lethal. Faced with this relentless stream of death, Dr. Hiss says he copes without any special means. "As soon as I leave the premises, I really don't think about it," he said. "I keep myself busy, and I never discuss my work with my family. "I've been asked many times if I need psychological support, but I don't."
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Why the West should care about Israel's survival Dallas Brodie, Thursday, February 12, 2004, The Vancouver Sun After listening patiently to a lecture by Natan Sharansky, Israel's minister for Jerusalem and diaspora affairs in Jerusalem last month, I asked him: "Why should the West care about whether Israel survives as a country?" He fell silent for a moment and someone asked him -- half jokingly -- whether he would rather take a different question. He replied "No, I'll answer this." He said to me: "If you truly believe in the principles of human rights and democracy then you must support Israel because it stands as a tiny island in an exceedingly dangerous sea of totalitarianism with all the challenges of waging war as a democracy." Indeed. Mr. Sharansky comes by his fear of totalitarianism honestly. In the 1970s, he first came to the world's attention as a leading human rights advocate and dissident in the former Soviet Union. Sharansky ultimately emerged as the leading spokesman for Soviet Jews who wished to immigrate to Israel. In 1977, he was arrested by the KGB on trumped-up charges of spying for the U.S. He was tried and sentenced to 13 years in a Siberian gulag. Although the Soviets had hoped this would be the end of him, it had quite the opposite effect -- much as did the imprisoning of Nelson Mandela in South Africa. Sharansky became known around the world as a victim and a symbol of Soviet repression. Finally, in 1986 he was released and he left immediately for Israel. For Sharansky and an estimated 700,000 Jews who have since arrived in Israel from the former Soviet Union, Israel stands for democracy, human rights and freedom from a tyrannical state. But why should we here in Canada care about Israel's survival even if what Sharansky says is true? He lived under a repressive regime -- we do not. He is a Jew -- most of us are not. Israel is far away from here and its collapse would not affect us -- or would it? With regard to the first two points, the answer is obvious. We don't have to have experienced tyranny to know of the hardships it visits on its citizens. And since when do we only care about people who share our ethnicity and religious beliefs? On purely ethical and moral grounds, we should support any country that is dedicated to democratic principles. It is the only position that is consistent with our own national ideals. It is the final point that is not so easily answered because the impact of Israel's collapse would not be immediately apparent to non-Jews, just as the impact of Afghanistan's descent into hell in the 1990s was not immediately apparent to the Western world. But there is no question that Israel sits on the front line against despotism, Islamic fundamentalism and terror in the Middle East. As such, it plays a crucial role in the ongoing war against terror. Essentially what Sharansky is saying is that the West must pick a side. Either we believe in democracy and human rights or we do not. It's as simple as that. For too long, we've supported the tyranny of certain regimes for the sake of geo-political stability, but as the terrorists' attacks on Sept. 11, 2001, showed us, such stability only gives us a false sense of security. So we, in the West, have to make a commitment to encouraging democracy in the Middle East. Israel is the only democracy there at the moment. Afghanistan and Iraq are lurching awkwardly in that direction. Whether we agree with the way successive Israeli governments have handled the Palestinian question should be irrelevant to our support of Israel's existence. Many countries have policies with which we disagree, but we do not call into question their very nationhood. Many Westerners have fallen into the fashionable trend of bashing Israel without having the slightest clue what they are talking about. I cannot count the times I've listened to someone gratuitously bash Israel and then, incredibly, admit they "don't know much about it." I can only assume that many of these people have just blindly accepted the propaganda against Israel and are ignorant of the fact they are lending their support to Islamic fundamentalists who never accepted Israel's right to exist, or even the "infidels" right. As Hussein Massawi, a former leader of the terrorist organization Hizballah put it so eloquently, "We are not fighting so that you will offer us something. We are fighting to eliminate you." That includes all infidels -- Christians, Jews and liberal Muslims in the U.S., Canada, Britain and Australia. Tiny Israel -- a country of six million people -- stands alone in the Middle East as the only democracy and the only jurisdiction with a commitment to human rights and the rule of law even though it's in a constant state of war. Israel's struggle to survive in the Middle East is also a battle to maintain our own way of life -- "live and let live." Dallas Brodie is a former lawyer and a graduate of Princeton University. She hosts "Straight Talk" on CiTR 101.9FM on Mondays from 5 to 6 p.m.
Hyperlinks and emphasis added by PAC Click here to return to our home page. Christopher Caldwell, New York Times Magazine, April 3, 2005 Last spring, Ayaan Hirsi Ali took her ''Dutch mother'' -- the woman who taught her the language and cared for her after she arrived in the Netherlands as a refugee in 1992 -- to lunch at the Dudok brasserie, near the Parliament in The Hague. As always, Hirsi Ali's armed security detail was there. They have been her companions since she started receiving death threats in September 2002. Hirsi Ali, who was born in Somalia and has been a member of the Dutch Parliament since January 2003, had endorsed the view that Islam is a backward religion, condemned the way women live under it and said that by today's standards, the prophet Muhammad would be considered a perverse tyrant. She had also announced that she was no longer a believing Muslim. The punishment for such apostasy is, according to strict interpretations of Islam, death. That day at the Dudok, several dozen vocational students were taking up the main restaurant, so she and her guards parked at two tables near the bar. Hirsi Ali had her back to the restaurant when one of the students, apparently a Dutch convert to Islam, tapped her on the shoulder. ''I turned around,'' she recalls in her elegant English, ''and saw this sweet, young Dutch guy, about 24 years old. With freckles! And he was like, 'Madam, I hope the mujahedeen get you and kill you.' '' Hirsi Ali handed him her knife and told him, ''Why don't you do it yourself?'' The story is, like much in Hirsi Ali's life, an inseparable mix of the terrifying and the tender. Sipping tea and nibbling from a bowl of chocolate-covered raisins in a house in the Dutch countryside in February, she made every attempt to soft-pedal it. ''Nothing nonverbal about him was violent -- and it wasn't a real knife,'' she told me. ''Just for bread and butter.'' Now as then, her armed guards were along. It had been dark for several hours and they'd positioned their bulletproof vehicles as inconspicuously as possible along the street. She was doing her best to ignore them. Hirsi Ali is self-effacing and slight. Relaxing on a sofa, she had folded herself into so small a shape that she seemed to disappear behind the throw pillow that she hugged to her knees. Every few minutes she pulled a thick, black woolen shawl around her shoulders and clutched it close under her chin against the cold. Because her voice is soft, she can seem meek. She is not. Hirsi Ali has a calm and syllogistic way of dropping verbal bombs all over the place, using words European politicians never do: Decadent. Corrupt. Cowardly. Wrong. Dutch voters have an increasing appetite for such talk. Sept. 11 raised worries all over Europe about whether Islam -- the faith of some 20 million on the Continent -- was compatible with the West's open societies. With the 2002 murder of the populist politician Pim Fortuyn and the slaying last fall of the director Theo van Gogh, the Netherlands, arguably the most open society of all, has become reacquainted with political violence. Hirsi Ali, a politician who has thought hard about these issues in her own life, has emerged as perhaps the country's best-known politician and certainly its most imperiled. ''It makes me feel dizzy,'' she told me. ''I've discovered my strong side and my weak side. I'm enriched, and I'm scared.'' Hirsi Ali was born into Somalia's Darod clan. Her rebellion against her Islamic roots has estranged her somewhat from her father, Hirsi Magan Isse, whom she had always emulated. Her father, who now lives in England, was an iconoclastic Somali intellectual and politician who studied in Italy and earned a degree from Columbia University in 1966. He returned to Africa strengthened in his Muslim faith, his daughter says, but also deeply touched by North America. ''If such a young nation as the U.S. could make it to superpower status,'' she recalls him saying, ''we could do it as well.'' An anti-Communist, he agitated against the Marxist dictatorship of Mohammed Siad Barre, who came to power in 1969, the year Hirsi Ali was born. Hirsi Magan spent part of the 1980's as a leader of a guerrilla force in the Democratic Front for the Salvation of Somalia. Hirsi Ali's mother -- the second of the two wives Hirsi Magan had at the time -- was illiterate but wielded domestic clout. Women had certain narrowly defined areas of power. It was Hirsi Ali's grandmother who managed, following regional custom, to have Hirsi Ali and her sister ritually ''circumcised'' at age 5, against the wishes (and without the knowledge) of Hirsi Magan. From age 6, Hirsi Ali and her siblings shared their father's political exile, in Saudi Arabia and Ethiopia and then, for 10 years, in Kenya. In the course of her travels, Hirsi Ali learned five languages: Somali, Arabic, Amharic, Swahili and English, which she speaks in a lilting accent picked up from the Indian teachers who taught her at the Muslim Girls' Secondary School on Park Road in Nairobi. Hirsi Ali was an obedient, serious girl. Her religious observance drifted between the devout and the fanatical. But this did not stop her growing realization that there was less scope for women than for men in her world, or her sense that Islam was to blame for it. A crisis came in 1992, when her father contracted her in marriage to a Somali-Canadian cousin she did not know. After a wedding ceremony in Kenya, she followed him on a flight to Canada. During a layover in Germany, scheduled for the completion of her immigration paperwork, she decided to bolt -- an idea that did not occur to her, she says, until she arrived in Europe. She fled across the border on a train to the Netherlands, fearful that the Somali-German guardian assigned her by her clan would find her if she stayed in Germany. (Ten years later, her father would phone to inform her that she had been formally divorced under Islamic tradition.) In the Netherlands, she changed her name (from Ayaan Hirsi Magan), falsified her birth date and applied successfully for political asylum. She found a job as a cleaning lady (''I would rather clean than beg'') in the Riedel juice factory in Ede, a heavily Moroccan city that has since become notorious in the Netherlands as the place where a television camera caught children and teenagers celebrating the destruction of the World Trade Center. She also worked as a translator for immigration and social-service agencies. She interviewed Muslim women married off to reprobate cousins because they had lost their honor (virginity) and no one outside the family would have them. She interviewed battered wives and women infected with the AIDS virus who were under the impression that Muslims could not contract it. She came to marvel -- and despair -- at the tenacity of traditional Islam's grip on women who, now living in the West, seemingly had little reason to fear it. In 1995, she entered the University of Leiden. She studied political science and political philosophy, and she wrung all she could out of her studies, which she remembers with a desperate gratitude. She will still, for instance, express skepticism about a public-opinion survey by raising an eyebrow and saying, ''Now, when I did Methods of Social Research, I had two very stern professors. . . . '' On Tuesday, Sept. 11, 2001, Hirsi Ali was in her second week of work as a researcher at the think tank of the center-left Labor Party, a job she'd sought after a short corporate stint peddling drugs to doctors for GlaxoSmithKline. Although she now describes herself as an atheist (''I do not believe in God, angels and the hereafter''), she had not at that point wholly lost her faith. The water-cooler talk that week was converging on agreement that it was simplistic to blame the attacks on Islam. Hirsi Ali begged to differ. She had been haunted by the letter left by the hijacker Mohamed Atta, in which he reminded his accomplices to pray for martyrdom. ''If I were a male under the same circumstances,'' she says, ''I could have been there. It was exactly what I used to believe.'' Soon she had the chance to talk this way in public. Television interviewers were clamoring for immigrant analysts. She took the floor at a conference in an Amsterdam political club to say that what Islam needed was not understanding from others but its own Voltaire. The national daily Trouw had her write an op-ed on the matter. Asked her opinion of Pim Fortuyn's characterization of Islam as a ''backward religion,'' Hirsi Ali replied that by certain measures, including the treatment of women, Fortuyn's statement was not an opinion but a fact. Muslim leaders began to threaten her and her employers. ''Every time I went on TV,'' she says, ''I got a threat.'' In London, her father received menacing calls about her from Italy, Sweden and the Netherlands. Not only Muslims but also multiculturalists were outraged. Hirsi Ali wasn't impressed. ''I was like, 'I can't say that?' '' she recalls. '' 'For five long years in Leiden, you taught me to state facts. Now I do.' '' The important thing, she insisted, was that people be able to talk about Islam openly, in an atmosphere free of intimidation. In her 2004 book, ''The Cage of Virgins,'' she wrote, ''When a 'Life of Brian' comes out with Muhammad in the lead role, directed by an Arab equivalent of Theo van Gogh, it will be a huge step forward.'' Hirsi Ali's name will be forever linked to van Gogh's. But the two had known each other for less than a year when, on Nov. 2, 2004, the director was shot and stabbed to death on his morning bike ride to work. Muhammad Bouyeri, a 26-year-old Dutch-born Islamist of Moroccan immigrant parents, has been charged with the murder. That spring, van Gogh, a celebrated provocateur and public nuisance, had attended a political forum where he defended Hirsi Ali whenever her name came up. The Lebanese-Belgian Arab-nationalist firebrand Dyab Abou Jahjah was there, bodyguards in tow, and when van Gogh was invited to lead a discussion, Abou Jahjah refused to participate. Van Gogh asked what Abou Jahjah, whom he called ''the pimp of the prophet,'' was afraid of, since he had not only Allah but also a gang of bodyguards by his side. Two Dutch politicians rose to repudiate van Gogh. He left in a huff and called Hirsi Ali on her cellphone. She was in a New York taxi at the time. ''With a Pakistani driver in a beard, with his beads and caftan,'' she told me. ''I'm looking at his name on the license -- something like Muhammad Abdullah Hassan -- and I was like: 'Shhhhh . . . I have to hang up now, Theo. When I come back to the Netherlands, I'll visit you immediately, O.K.?' '' He was still angry days later, she recalls. ''I tell him: 'Listen, why are you so angry? You're a film director. Make films out of that.' And I told him about an idea I had.' '' ''Submission Part 1'' the 11-minute film that Hirsi Ali conceived and wrote and that van Gogh directed, was shown on television soon thereafter. It presented four fictional episodes. All involved violence against women and the Koranic verses that had been, or could be, used to justify it. These verses were written on the skin of the actresses' seminaked bodies. Hirsi Ali says she felt guilt over van Gogh's death -- guilt that van Gogh's mother publicly insisted was misplaced -- but she continues to reject any suggestion that the film they made was sensationalist, or gratuitous in its use of see-through clothing. ''Maybe Americans think, 'This is a naked body,' '' she says. ''But this body is why half the nation in Saudi Arabia is not allowed to drive.'' After stabbing van Gogh, the killer left impaled on the corpse a five-page letter addressed to Hirsi Ali. As the Netherlands suffered an explosion of mosque-burnings and attacks on churches, Hirsi Ali was moved under heavy guard from secret location to secret location, sometimes more than once a day. After six days of that, she had had enough. She was told that the only safe alternative was for her to leave the country for a spell. Hirsi Ali insisted on going to either Israel or the United States. ''Those are the only places,'' she recalls thinking, ''where people will understand what happened Nov. 2.'' Two days later, she disembarked from an Orion patrol plane onto the freezing-cold tarmac of a military airport in Maine. She would not return to the Netherlands until mid-January.
Sister Aziza called this inner jihad. ''We all wanted to be martyrs,'' Hirsi Ali says, ''or I did, because we saw what the Iraqi army was doing to the Iranians. Only it was always 'We the Muslims,' '' meaning Iran, ''and 'They the infidels,' '' meaning Iraq, ''helped by the huge devil, the United States.'' Hirsi Ali's mother, a Sunni like virtually all Somali Muslims, was both delighted at her daughter's piety and a bit shocked by the Shiite form it was taking. But Hirsi Ali was also casting about for religious answers wherever she could find them. For a while she was a sympathizer of the (Sunni) Muslim Brotherhood. She and her comrades addressed one another as ikhwan, or ''brethren.'' She began covering herself in a hijab, a punishing ordeal in sweltering Nairobi. Hirsi Ali's African upbringing came up frequently on the three-hour ''Summer Guests'' TV program last August when she showed ''Submission'' for the first time. The program invites Dutch celebrities to select and comment on favorite video clips as a way of revealing something about their personal lives. Hirsi Ali's included ''The Gods Must Be Crazy'' and a news clip about Kenya's dictator Daniel Arap Moi. But, strikingly, the majority of clips were of things you have to be deeply Dutch to like or even understand -- the family comedy ''Flodder,'' for instance, or the ''Oprah''/ish ''Het spijt me'' (''Sorry!'') -- choices that revealed how much Hirsi Ali had adapted to her new home. Her defenders use the same term to praise her that detractors use to sneer at her: she is a ''model immigrant.'' The Netherlands has a mixed record at producing these. The country's demographic changes since World War II, in their broad outlines, resemble those of other Western European countries, but the Netherlands has done better than most. Migrants from the former Dutch colony of Suriname were the problem immigrants of the 1970's, with high crime levels. Now they are classed among the success stories of Dutch immigration. It is the children of the ''guest workers'' who, starting in the boom economy of the 1960's, were invited to take manual-labor jobs that businesses could not fill, who present today's big challenge. The fiction that newcomers from Morocco and Turkey were only in the Netherlands temporarily was slow to die. Over the years, both communities have had low rates of mixed marriage. More than half marry spouses from their homelands. According to the country's Central Bureau of Statistics, there are 1.7 million ''non-Western'' immigrants or their children among the 16.3 million people in the Netherlands. Almost 1 million are Muslim. In 2003, people of non-Western descent accounted for a third of the population in Amsterdam, Rotterdam and The Hague. Until recently, the Netherlands adhered to a national policy cumbersomely known as ''integration with maintenance of one's own identity.'' It arose partly out of unspoken guilt over the country's failure to save many Jews under German occupation during World War II and partly out of a modish multiculturalism. But letting ethnic communities go their own way also had a long history in the Netherlands. The ''Pacification'' of 1917 formalized a system in which different groups -- Catholics, Protestants, secular citizens and others -- lived in separate institutional universes, or ''pillars.'' A Catholic would typically attend a Catholic school, read a Catholic newspaper, join a Catholic trade union and social club and vote for a Catholic political party. The system withered in the 1960's, but many Dutch clung to the hope that its virtues could be revived for an age of immigration. In the early 1990's, Frits Bolkestein, then the leader of the country's pro-free-market party, the VVD, warned in articles and speeches that they could not. He argued that certain identities, unlike the old Catholic and Protestant ones, would, if maintained, undermine the individual rights that are at the heart of the Dutch constitution. He cited the practice of bigamy, for instance. Where clashes occurred, Bolkestein insisted, Dutch norms must prevail. For this observation, he was condemned as a rightist and a racist. Today, most Dutch accept the validity of Bolkestein's critique, even if they can't agree on what to do about it. In 2002, Bolkestein's VVD persuaded Hirsi Ali to leave her Labor policy group to take a place on the VVD's parliamentary list for the next election. Some on the left greeted her departure with relief -- Labor usually competes with two other left parties for Muslim votes, and activists had threatened to withdraw support for Labor when Hirsi Ali began speaking out. Still, it is a natural question whether the VVD -- traditionally a businessmen's party -- is the right place for a Third World feminist. It is not a question that troubles Hirsi Ali much. She says, ''It gives me, intellectually and ideologically, an easier position to say, 'Listen, we are the party for the individuals, and Muslim women who are individuals.' ''
Until the arrival of Hirsi Ali, Dutch feminists tended to duck when there appeared to be a conflict between the rights of women and the culture of immigrants. One exception is the Egyptian-born essayist Nahed Selim, an ally of Hirsi Ali on many issues. Another is Cisca Dresselhuys, editor of the large-circulation feminist magazine Opzij, who drew fire when she announced that she would not hire women who wore head scarves. Dresselhuys wants Hirsi Ali to leave Dutch politics and take up a post where she could pursue her political passions internationally. For Dresselhuys, Hirsi Ali is ''more an activist than a politician.'' This is a common view in the Netherlands -- though not necessarily a correct one. Hirsi Ali's legislative work on women's issues has certainly been substantial. Last year, she drew up a plan to better enforce the law against genital mutilation, which passed the chamber. She has spent recent months trying to stiffen enforcement of laws against ''honor killings,'' prevalent among certain Muslim immigrant groups, especially those from Turkey. She wrote a legislative paper on the economic integration of Muslim women and has urged closer scrutiny of new Muslim schools before they are accredited. But she prefers to describe her legislative achievements in broad terms. ''I confront the European elite's self-image as tolerant,'' she says, ''while under their noses women are living like slaves.'' In this task, she sees a role for both activism and politicking, and she is particularly proud that almost all of her parliamentary motions have passed. ''I may polarize on television and on the op-ed pages, but in Parliament, I always get my majority,'' she says. Hirsi Ali claims a direct line of intellectual inheritance from the Dutch Enlightenment, and says she is merely laying claim as a Dutch person to freedoms won for her fellow citizens starting in the 17th century. ''Most of the philosophers then were allochtonen,'' she says, making ironic use of the term the Dutch bureaucracy uses for immigrants and their children. ''In the Netherlands they were not persecuted. They were hated, yes, but they were not killed.'' She calls Spinoza her biggest Western inspiration. Last fall, she proposed writing a book called ''Shortcut to Enlightenment,'' and her obsession with the topic is frequently skewered in the establishment daily NRC Handelsblad. Certain Muslims have labeled her an ''Enlightenment fundamentalist.'' Andreas Kinneging, professor of legal philosophy at Leiden, and leader of a conservative intellectual revival in the Netherlands, has a mixed view of these matters. Kinneging, who knows Hirsi Ali from her time at the university, shares some of her worries: that the Dutch model of cozy consensus-building among the ''pillars'' of society is dangerously out of date, for instance. But he is equally put off by the antitraditional agenda of the radical Enlightenment. ''Many of the things that happened in the last 40 years,'' he says, advance ''ultraliberal values that I think are wrong. In some areas -- decency, respect, loyalty, care for one's wife -- Islam could actually have a positive influence on our culture. Ayaan comes from a backward country. For her this 60's liberal culture is only sunshine. She doesn't see the dark side of it.'' Yet Kinneging also says he admires Hirsi Ali as ''a politician in the grand style. For 95 percent of the Dutch public, politics has always been a matter of get along and go along. They haven't a clue how to deal with her.'' Hirsi Ali describes Bolkestein, the VVD statesman, as her mentor. The affection is reciprocal. He finds her tactics both understandable and necessary. ''The lesson I have learned in this country is Geen rel, geen debat,'' he says. No ruckus, no debate. Such thinking also appeals to the Friends of Ayaan, as they are sometimes invidiously called in the press -- an ideologically varied circle that ranges from far right to far left and includes many of the leading thinkers in the country. Hirsi Ali has also made enemies across the political spectrum. Hans Dijkstal, the former VVD leader, is a sharp dissenter from the welcome his party has given Hirsi Ali. Sitting in his office near the Parliament, he told me that ''more and more Muslims are wearing head scarves as a symbol of dignity, as a symbol of resistance'' to Hirsi Ali and the right-wing politician Geert Wilders. Geert Mak, a best-selling Dutch historian and memoirist, goes even further. In a recent pamphlet about the fallout from the van Gogh murder, Mak complained that ''an aura of martyrdom'' had arisen around Hirsi Ali, and he suggested that her security detail had become ''a sort of status symbol.'' He claimed to see similarities between the techniques of ''Submission Part 1'' and those of ''The Eternal Jew,'' a 1940 film made by Joseph Goebbels's propaganda ministry. Hirsi Ali is not easy to place in the spectrum of Dutch politics. The country's top political pollster, Maurice de Hond, found that Hirsi Ali's own party's voters ranked her behind only the Labor leader Wouter Bos as the worst politician in the country. Meanwhile, readers of the left-leaning daily Volkskrant voted her ''Person of the Year'' for 2004. The center-left newsmagazine Vrij Nederland ran a feature in which prominent intellectuals urged her to return to Labor. De Hond says he thinks most of Hirsi Ali's votes come from women, and few from Muslims. ''She is the only Dutch politician who is completely outside our left-right continuum,'' de Hond says. Disrupting political classifications is explicitly what Hirsi Ali means to do. In her view, consensus-seeking politicians of all parties work hard to keep off the table the issues most Dutch people care about. Sometimes she refers to these people -- from Dijkstal to the Christian Democrat justice minister Piet Hein Donner to Job Cohen, the Labor mayor of Amsterdam -- as ''the Baby Boomers,'' sometimes as ''Madurodam politicians,'' after the tourist attraction in The Hague that displays the entire Netherlands in miniature. ''We have a fundamental dispute,'' she says. ''The Dijkstal-Cohen-Donner argument is that if you can approach matters in a spirit of pragmatism, you can avoid talking about values. They seem to think that if Muslims and non-Muslims have a principled confrontation, the Netherlands will be destroyed in a civil war. But I believe a values confrontation is inevitable. Donner and Cohen and Dijkstal have been raised in Dutch history. Fine. I accuse them of an inaccurate understanding of the tribal principle.'' The present Dutch crisis looks very different if you believe a tribal principle is at work. It can look apocalyptic, in fact. In late February, sitting in an empty conference room in The Hague, clutching her black woolen wrap, Hirsi Ali speculated on one consequence. ''The Netherlands is an art country,'' she said. ''If the citizens of Amsterdam, 60 percent of whom will soon be of non-Western origin, are not made part of that, all of this will decay and be destroyed. When the municipality has to vote on whether funds go to preserve art or build a mosque, they may ask, 'Why should I pay for this stupid painting?' They may do a host of other things that are undemocratic, illiberal and unfriendly toward women and homosexuals and unbelievers.'' Hirsi Ali fears that inaction will be grist for the mill of an extreme right that is on the rise. ''If we don't take effective measures, now,'' she said, ''the Netherlands could be torn between two extreme rights'': an Islamic one and a non-Islamic one. Last fall, entering the Dutch Parliament wasn't much different than entering one of the museums nearby. Now it is like entering a military base. You go in through a side entrance, which has been equipped with bulletproof glass, behind which the main hall is piled up with office furniture, crime-scene tape and two-by-fours. The building is being turned upside down over the threats to Hirsi Ali. Those threats continue. In the days after the van Gogh murder, the Dutch police were met by a grenade attack when they raided the apartment of Jason Walters, a half-American member of a suspected terrorist cell called the Hofstad Group, with which van Gogh's accused killer was linked. There, they found a death list that had Hirsi Ali's name on it. Dutch investigators later announced they had found a plan drafted by Walters's brother Jermaine to kill Hirsi Ali at midnight on New Year's Eve. De Volkskrant interviewed several women associated with the Hofstad Group, one of whom bragged of the group's patience and said they hoped a woman would commit the murder, so that it would have greater impact. In November, a woman came to the Legislature, claiming to be a big fan of Hirsi Ali's, with a gift for her, a book. She waited for Hirsi Ali to come outside the security perimeter. Hirsi Ali was delayed in a meeting. After a long wait, the girl left, and left the book. It was a call to jihad that had been written under a pseudonym by van Gogh's accused killer. Hirsi Ali now receives death threats in Internet chat rooms and in rap songs. Last month, she spent time in court, the target of a civil suit filed by an Islamic group from the provinces. Its lawyer complained that ''blasphemous and offensive'' language in her book ''The Cage of Virgins'' was causing ''psychic damage'' to his clients. He sought a court order that any future movies she made be submitted to a three-person panel before they could be shown. The suit was rejected. ''It's a strategy,'' Hirsi Ali says. ''Some threaten me and make real preparations to kill me, and others try to pester me.'' In mid-February, Hirsi Ali shocked the country by revealing the location at which she was being kept in hiding -- a naval base in Amsterdam. She complained, ''I want a house just like anybody else.'' After days of recriminations in the press, she now has one. Her undisclosed location has become permanent. ''I sleep very little,'' she says. ''I have no real social life. It's like having a body with no bottom,'' she adds, using a Somali expression. Her friends worry that she will not soon find the chance to marry and have children. ''Well, who on earth can I saddle with a relationship?'' she asks. ''It's not off-limits, and technically it can all happen. But is it, as we say in Dutch, verstandig? Sensible? It doesn't seem sensible now.'' Hirsi Ali has been dealt a full
house of the royal virtues: courage, intelligence, compassion. She has
needed them. Hers is a big, heroic life that moves her fellow citizens but
now gets lived mostly in locked rooms and bulletproof cars. She leads that
life partly above other Dutch people, as a national symbol -- and partly
below them, as a prisoner. She is a democracy campaigner for whom the role
of an ordinary democratic citizen is off-limits, an egalitarian for whom
equal treatment is turning out to be an elusive and maybe impossible thing.
Christopher Caldwell is a contributing writer for the magazine.
Hyperlinks and emphasis added by PAC Click here to return to our home page. Our World: Laura Bush's embrace of tyranny Caroline Glick , THE JERUSALEM POST, Oct. 29, 2007
For people around the world, the United States is not merely a country, and not merely a superpower. The United States is also a symbol of human freedom.
Because their country is a symbol, the way that American officials behave is rarely taken at face value. Rather, their behavior is interpreted and reinterpreted by friend and foe alike. Because she has no statutory power, the American First Lady's actions are wholly symbolic. So when last week First Lady Laura Bush embarked on a visit to the Persian Gulf to promote breast cancer awareness in the Arab world as part of the US-Middle East Partnership for Breast Cancer, she traveled there as a symbol. And the symbolic message that her visit evoked is a deeply disturbing one.
As a Washington Post report of her trip to Saudi Arabia from last Thursday noted, there is a dire need in the kingdom to raise public awareness of breast cancer and its treatments. Due to social taboos, some 70 percent of breast cancer cases in Saudi Arabia are not reported until the late stages of the disease. It is possible that the local media attention that Mrs. Bush's visit aroused may work to save the lives of women whose husbands will now permit them to be screened for the disease and receive proper medical treatment for it in its early stages.
And this is where the disturbing aspect of Mrs. Bush's visit enters the picture. During her public appearances, the First Lady limited her remarks to the issue of breast cancer awareness. Yet in the Persian Gulf, it is impossible to separate the issue of breast cancer or for that matter the very fact of the First Lady's visit from the issue of the systematic mistreatment and oppression of women in the Saudi Arabia specifically and throughout the Arab and Islamic worlds generally.
IN THE context of the regional degradation of women, while the consequences of Mrs. Bush's visit remain mixed, the overall effect of her mission was negative.
Women in Saudi Arabia do not have human rights. As Amnesty International puts it, "The abuse of women's rights in Saudi Arabia is not simply the unfortunate consequence of overzealous security forces and religious police. It is the inevitable result of a state policy which gives women fewer rights than men, which means that women face discrimination in all walks of life and which allows men with authority to exercise their power without any fear of being held to account for their actions."
For instance, women in Saudi Arabia cannot choose whom they marry and they have no real power to divorce their husbands. Men on the other hand can lawfully marry up to four women and divorce any of them simply by announcing that they have divorced them. And once they are divorced, they are by law and practice denied custody of their children.
Marital rape and physical abuse are not generally considered crimes and therefore women have no legal recourse for dealing with abusive husbands, or fathers or brothers. Since they are legally barred from serving as lawyers, and Islam weighs a woman's court testimony as worth half the testimony of a man, even if they were able to press charges against their male tormentors, Saudi women are effectively denied recourse in the local courts.
Women of course are not the only victims of the Saudi regime. Non-Muslims are denied the right to worship. Shi'ite Muslims' right to worship is subject to draconian limitations. Jews are officially barred from entering the kingdom. Then too, there are no real elections in Saudi Arabia, no press freedom, no freedom of assembly. Yet even against this totalitarian backdrop the position of women stands out in its severity.
Take education for example. As the State Department's 2006 Human Rights report notes, there is little academic freedom in Saudi Arabia. For instance, "The government prohibited the study of Freud, Marx, Western music, and Western philosophy." Yet women's educational opportunities are even more constrained. Due to gender apartheid, women may only study in all female institutions. There they are prohibited from studying fields like law and engineering and petroleum sciences. In 2005 the BBC reported, "Although women make up more than half of all graduates from Saudi universities, they comprise only 5 percent of the kingdom's workforce."
Saudi women have no freedom of movement. They may not drive. And they may not move around in public unless escorted by their husband, father or brother. Women found in public unescorted by suitable males are subject to arrest and corporal punishment.
The limitations placed on public appearances are mind boggling. As Freedom House reported in 2005, "Visible and invisible spatial boundaries also limit women's movement. Mosques, most ministries, public streets, and food stalls (supermarkets not included) are male territory. Furthermore, accommodations that are available for men are always superior to those accessible to women, and public space, such as parks, zoos, museums, libraries, or the national Jinadriyah Festival of Folklore and Culture, is created for men, with only limited times allotted for women's visits."
TO THE extent that women in Saudi Arabia are allowed leave their homes, they are prohibited from actually being seen by anyone through the rigid enforcement of Islamic dress codes. As the State Department 2006 report explains, "In public, a woman was expected to wear an abaya (a black garment that covers the entire body) and also to cover her head and hair. The religious police generally expected Muslim women to cover their faces and non-Muslim women from other Asian and African countries to comply more fully with local customs of dress than non-Muslim Western women. During the year religious police admonished and harassed citizen and noncitizen women who failed to wear an abaya and hair cover."
Perhaps it is because it is so offensive to the Western eye to see women covered like sacks of potatoes, the abaya has become a symbol of Islamic oppression and degradation of women. Although outlawing their use, as the French have attempted to do in recent years, is itself a form of religious oppression, the sentiment informing their ban is certainly understandable. The fact is that a free society should not be able to easily stomach the notion that women should be encouraged, let alone obliged to wear degrading garments that deny them the outward vestiges of their humanity and individuality.
Due to the fact that the abayas convey a symbolic message of effective enslavement of women, Mrs. Bush's interaction with women clad in abayas was the aspect of her trip most scrutinized. In the United Arab Emirates, Mrs. Bush was photographed sitting between four women covered head to toe in abayas while she was wearing regular clothes. The image of Mrs. Bush sitting between four women who look like nothing more than black piles of fabric couldn't have been more viscerally evocative and consequently, symbolically meaningful.
The image told the world that she - and America - is free and humane while the hidden women of Arabia are enslaved and their society is inhumane.
But then Mrs. Bush went to Saudi Arabia and the symbolic message of the previous day was superseded and lost when she donned an abaya herself and had her picture taken with other abaya-clad women. The symbolic message of those photographs also couldn't have been clearer. By donning an abaya, Mrs. Bush symbolically accepted the legitimacy of the system of subjugating women that the garment embodies, (or disembodies). Understanding this, conservative media outlets in the US criticized her angrily.
Sunday morning, Mrs. Bush sought to answer her critics in an interview with Fox News. Unfortunately, her remarks compounded the damage. Mrs. Bush said, "These women do not see covering as some sort of subjugation of women, this group of women that I was with. That's their culture. That's their tradition. That's a religious choice of theirs."
It is true that this is their culture. And it is also their tradition. But it is not their choice. Their culture and tradition are predicated on denying them the choice of whether or not to wear a garment that denies them their identity just as it denies them the right to make any choices about their lives. The Saudi women's assertions of satisfaction with their plight were no more credible than statements by hostages in support of their captors.
As the First Lady, Laura Bush is an American symbol. By having her picture taken wearing an abaya in Saudi Arabia - the epicenter of Islamic totalitarian misogyny - Mrs. Bush diminished that symbol. In so doing, she weakened the causes of freedom and liberty which America has fought since its founding to secure and defend at home and throughout the world. Hyperlinks and emphasis added by PAC Click here to return to our home page.
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