09.10.10
My Koran
I own a copy of the Koran and have no need to burn it.
I read a large chunk of my Koran when I first got it, but soon tired of it because it’s a tedious rant. The only pacificity I remember finding in the Holy Book of the Religion of Peace is that which is threatened to come with total submission to an angry Supreme Deity and his Sole Representative. I was not edified.
I don’t care whether Terry Jones burns his Koran tomorrow, but I do care that the so-called Fourth Estate in this country has found it appropriate to concoct this incident of moral exhibitionism and thereby elicit judgements upon it by everybody from the Secretary of Defense (!) to his boss. Why has this happened? Why does Big Media do this if not for the profit? What sequence of events elevated this one guy’s gesture of contempt to such great moment? Is Rupert Murdoch to blame? Maybe it was a blogger who’s mastered the chaos theory of information.
Whatever the motivation, it has spawned immense absurdities too pathetic to even pass for entertainment. The notion of the Secretary of State, for instance, speaking of Jones’ intentions as though he were threatening to kill a hostage is appalling. Why would she or any other member of this regime choose to invest Jones with such influence if not to make him into a conspicuous counterpoint to their own self-serving expressions of enlightenment? These are ridiculous choices that the leadership of our country is making to make a point which has no need of being made in the first place.
But keep on defending Muslims with a moist eye, Barack Hussein Obama. Keep taking the bait of defending their victory mosque and their holy book and their rights, in general. That’s a surefire way, as it were, of persuading people that you are a Christian gentleman after all.
