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This is from an idiotic Anti-Muslim crap-mail that someone on DU was given by a racist friend/relative, and this was my original response to the racist e-mail in that thread. But I just want to share it with all of you.
As a Muslim, I was very deeply offended and hurt by this garbage, and wanted to debunk it. So here it goes. My responses are in parentheses, the original tripe is on the top of them:
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ENLIGHTENMENT
(Oh, this should be fucking fun. I can't wait...)
Everyone seems to be wondering why Muslim terrorists are so quick to commit suicide. Let's see now.......................
(Oh, PLEASE continue, oh wise one.)
No Jesus
(Muslims believe in Jesus as a messenger of God, we don't worship him, tho. But he IS mentioned many times in the Koran, so strike one.)
No Christmas
(I celebrate Christmas as a secular holiday, strike two.)
No television
(I watch as much TV as the next guy, strike three.)
No cheerleaders
(I think most of 'em are hot - especially the Laker Girls - and would go out with one in a New York Minute if she asked me out, strike four.)
No baseball
(I don't care much for non-playoff baseball, but if I want to catch a game on the tube, There's nothing to stop me. And I played Little League for three years as a kid, strike four)
No football
(I eat, sleep and BREATHE football, JACKASS. I'm employed by a friggin' FOOTBALL TEAM. I watch games on Saturdays and Sundays RELIGIOUSLY (notice the pun) and I bleed Vikings purple and gold, with some NDSU Bison green thrown in, strike five.)
No basketball
(Die-hard Timberwolves fan and aquaintences with Kevin Garnett, here. STRIKE SIX. You're halfway to a perfect game, my friend.)
No Hockey
(I used to be a die-hard Winnipeg Jets fan, and I play it with my friends every weekend in the winter. I played hockey up until 8th grade. Remember, I also fast on Ramadan, too. Remember who you're talking to. Strike seven.)
No golf
(I think golf fucking SUCKS, so I'll give you one. You're 1-7 for the season so far.)
No tailgate parties
(I tailgate with my friends before EVERY Bison home game. Strike eight.)
No Wal-Mart
(I'm boycotting the fucking thing, so you're 2-8 so far.)
No Home Depot
(I go there every once in a while if I need something for a lock on my door, or something else, strike nine.)
No pork BBQ
(I occaisonally eat pork and pork BBQ, because the "No pork rule" is not an obligation in Islam. It's recommended, but it is said that if you pray to Allah, he'll forgive. I have no personal qualms about eating pork. It's just that I've been eating less of it. Strike ten.)
No hot dogs
(See above, strike eleven.)
No burgers
(Nothing wrong with beef in Islam, also see above. Strike twelve. CONGRADULATIONS!!!! A 300 SCORE!!!)
No chocolate chip cookies
(I don't even know what the FUCK you're trying to get at here, so I'll just chalk up another strike for you. Thirteen.)
No lobster
(It's fucking expensive, but again, nothing's stopping me from eating lobster once a year at the holidays, which is within my budget means. Strike fourteen.)
No shellfish or even frozen fish sticks
(I hate fish, just because I don't like the taste. You're 3-14 and last place in the division.)
No gumbo
(I'll eat gumbo once in a while if I'm at Popeye's fried Chicken. Strike fifteen.)
No jambalaya
(See above, re: Popeye's.)
Rags for clothes and towels for hats.
(Um, My Rage Against The Machine t-shirt and NDSU Bison football hat doesn't fit your description. Strike sixteen.)
Constant wailing from the guy next-door because he's sick and there are no doctors. Constant wailing from the guy in the tower.
(I don't live in that type of college dorm. And WHAT guy in the tower?? Strike seventeen.)
More than one wife.
(I'm single. Strike eighteen.)
You can't shave.
(I shave two or three times a week. Strike nineteen.)
Your wives can't shave.
(I'll just give you another strike here. Twenty.)
You can't shower to wash off the smell of donkey cooked over burning camel dung.
(You're pissing the fuck outa me, now. Strike twenty-one.)
The women have to wear baggy dresses and veils at all times. Your bride is picked by someone else. She smells just like your donkey. But your donkey has a better disposition.
(Say whatever the hell crazy shit you want. I don't give a damn. Your stupidity is eminating the energy of a million red giant stars. Strike twenty-two. I should give you an extra five of 'em, just because of how STUPID and IDIOTIC you sounded.)
Then they tell you that when you die it all gets better! I mean, really, is there a mystery here?
(No, I think it's a mystery that someone like you has the same genetic characteristics of a human being that I do, and that you're the same SPECIES as me. I think it's a mystery that assholes like YOU are allowed to say this kind of racist, bigoted garbage out in the open and the mainstream media. I think it's a REAL GODDAMN fucking mystery on HOW GOD GAVE PEOPLE LIKE YOU THE ABILITY TO BREED!!!! And no, you're wrong. When I die, it WILL all get better. That's because I will be living in eternal salvation in heaven, while YOU will be roasting in the eternal lake of fire for PISSING OFF GOD by spewing this nonsense.)
But on a lighter note, you finished 3-22, and DEAD LAST in the National Idiots League. You're gonna have to get a new coaching staff and front office if you even want to THINK of getting to the playoffs next year.
Fuckwad.
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