I’d posted a link to my 9/11 entry because I knew the Facebook mods weren’t about to let any talk of terrorism stand — wouldn’t want to trigger any supporters of radical Islam on September 11th, now would we?
But I wasn’t really expecting them to go after the comments. Not just mine, even:
A friend of mine left that response, and I’d gotten in the habit of taking screen shots after Facebook began its discriminatory campaign of forbidding Russian bots the freedom of visual expression. (Which is incredibly racist, by the way.)
I replied to my friend in two installments. I’ve gone ahead and spliced them together and inserted the urls as hyperlinks, rather than attachments:
Fewer religious duties would go a long way toward establishing an interplanetary market and make some of that Martian spirituality Bradbury and Heinlein waxed so fondly about accessible to the average middle-class Earthling.
Unfortunately, I do not see this happening any time soon. Those who promote the economics of Islamic mercantilism have successfully lobbied for a fatwa again Martian emigration, and recent polls have shown that there are still Christians who do not believe in space.
Which is a damned shame, considering that the Price Wars between the Jews and the Sith have made interplanetary travel cheaper than ever.
Not that this means anything to the Sikhs, because they never seem to make it past TSA. 🤷♀️
Oh, and from what I understand, the Buddhists have filed a class-action lawsuit against Science, alleging Science to be riddled with fat-shaming and ableist microaggressions.
As a cripple, I hope they win.
Facebook soon flagged all three comments for review, making them invisible, though it still showed that three comments had been left on the post. I checked my Facebook history, and all traces of my comments had been removed from there as well.
Fortunately, I never type anything lengthy directly into Facebook, but instead copy and paste from my Note app. So reposting would be fairly simple — or so I thought:
I eventually realized that in order to repost, I’d need to change a couple of punctuation marks.
After successfully reposting both comments, I followed up with a message to the Facebook mods:
I should note that the three original comments briefly reappeared this morning, only to be deleted a short time later. As of right now, my two reposts and one friendly invitation to social media censors remain untouched.
In Europe, people are afraid to call out Islamic terrorism for fear of being targeted — or otherwise violating some ridiculous “hate speech” law, resulting in fines or even imprisonment.
In America, we’re afraid to call out Islamic terrorism for fear of being labeled “racist”.
The verdict? The terrorists won. And Islamic terrorism is going to keep on winning unless we can agree to speak openly and honestly about it without fear of unwarranted reprisals.
This doesn’t mean we need another round of Team America World Police or any further invasions of our privacy.
What it does mean is not being afraid to identify the motives of people who have dedicated themselves to the destruction of an entire civilization. It means recognizing religious extremism for what it is rather than drawing from an arsenal of ad hominems, red herrings, and false equivocations whenever someone proves bold enough to raise the subject.
It means recognizing that while Christians have indeed been responsible for some of the worst atrocities in human history — and Hindu extremists seem poised to slaughter Muslims over every little religious beef (lol plz) — the predominant form of religious terrorism the world faces today is Islamic.
It also means recognizing that condemning radical Islam does not make one Islamophobic. (Nor a racist, seeing how we’ve managed to extend the concept of race further than any other society in human history.)
Why aren’t we as willing to identify acts of Islamic terrorism as we are so-called “hate crimes”? Is it somehow more acceptable to despise an entire civilization, rather than an ethnicity or skin color?
If so, would it not follow that the man who kills a stranger over the color of his skin is somehow LESS guilty than the man who kills over a personal grudge?
Facts may be swept under the rug to keep our Safe Spaces looking pristine, but Reality has a way of creeping up behind us. And sooner or later, Reality will sweep the rug right out from under our feet.
To those who seek to hold Western Civilization responsible for Islamic terrorism:
Can you imagine blaming the Jews for the Holocaust?
Can you imagine blaming the slaves for the bloodiest war in our nation’s history?
Was the rape victim “asking for it” because of the manner in which she dressed?
If you answered ‘no’ to all three questions, then you likely hail from a modern, liberal society — be you from the East or the West. For this very reason, there are people who would like to see you dead.
We need to stop whitewashing the past and present for fear of offending Muslims — most of whom don’t have a goddamned thing to do with terrorism anyway.
And to anyone looking to blame the Western world for the overall violence in the Middle East: I encourage you to open a history book, because the Middle East has been a hotbed of violence since the dawn of civilization. It predates Israel, it predates America — it even predates Islam.
I am going to provide the CIA recordings of my child’s Pokemon orations — in exchange for a generous helping of taxpayer $$$ — to be used in interrogating the world’s most hardened terrorists. Just ten minutes of this shit is enough to make a man’s balls shrivel up and leave him quivering in a state of abject horror, begging for mercy in the form of a transfer to some cozy Jordanian prison.
If someone wants to view the world through gender goggles then that’s their business, but I imagine it must make for a rather sad and unfulfilling existence.
And instead of criticising violence against women in mature-label comics books (and related media), how about coming out in support of REAL victims (+/- vaginas) of ACTUAL violence?
I guarantee people living under the constant threat of ISIS butchery don’t sit around arguing about the shot that shattered Barbara Gordon’s spine (28 years after the fact) or about The Killing Joke being made into an R-rated feature. And when they hear the term “women in refrigerators” what comes to mind is neither “gender violence” nor Green Lantern comics from the mid nineties, but whether their wives and daughters can be accounted for, and how long it’s been since they’ve seen the neighbors.