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For more, google along with "Shahid Malik" (who said he looked forward to a Muslim MP), such words as "scandal" or "cover-up" or "corrupt."
That amazing exchange above would fill any polemicist with envy. Rich in years and honors and worldly acclaim and so on and so forth he may be, but still the not-quite-candid-and-more-than-slightly-confused Cherif Bassiouni, has just seen his own polemic carefully taken apart, in public (“in the full light of history”), with the resulting parts then held up for examination and silent -- there is no need for sound effects here, the sound can be turned off -- ridicule.
Your reply to him is unanswerable. He has no answer. He must now remain silent. And .If he still has some of his wits about him, he must at this point be truly mortified. For what can he say? He's one of those eminences so used to being an eminence, he can't quite fathom those who do not yield to his (to him) self-evident authority and rank, and who demand of him such things as truthfulness, logic, consistency -- you know, stuff like that. He expects, but in this case did not receive, the accustomed salaam-salaaming of everyone. I could have told him -- I happen to know -- that Robert Spencer is no respecter of parsons. We're in America now, and the Argument From Authority (I'm the famous legal scholar, you have to defer to me) cuts no ice here.. The same intellectual standards are required for all. And Bassiouni is clearly no Lauterpacht, or De Visscher, or – nota bene – Julius Stone.
This exchange also puts me in mind, too, of a cartoon dear to many a young American. I am thinking of Wile E. Coyote, just when he has assumed he has successfully launched a missile --an Acme Missile, bien entendu -- in the direction of the Road-Runner, and then suddenly he hears that tell-tale "Beep Beep" and sees the Road-Runner whizzing happily by, and then W. E. Coyote looks down, and sees just under his seat, the Acme Missile still sitting on its launch pad, because it had apparently failed to launch correctly, and just then, just as he looks down, just as the awful truth is shown by the expression of fear and horror on his face, that Acme Missile explodes in his face.
That is more or less what happened to Cherif Bassiouni. He no doubt bitterly regrets having dared to answer you (with such obvious illogic, about the admitted difference between what the four Sunni schools of jurisprudence have concluded about apostasy, and the view, which he, Cherif Bassioni claims is quite different, of something he calls “Islam.” What a perfect occasion to demolish him, and what sportsman could have resisted?
Tant pis pour lui.
The exchange (ah, ces echangistes!)? Epatant.
These bits of slightly off-color parlez-vous have been supplied, with malice aforethought, since M. Cherif Cherif Bassiouni is, undoubtedly, and quite proudly, francophone. For without French as his passport to the great world, the world of Western thought, and Western legal theory and practice, then where, really, would Cherif Bassiouni, and others of his ilk, undoubtedly be?
Endows with new meaning the phrase Salinger lifted from Sappho:
Raise High The Roof Beam, Carpenters.
But that is not -- yet -- the case.
Press TV is an English-language propaganda organ of the Iranian police state.
2) Islam permits fathers to go unpunished for killing their own children for reasons deemed legitimate. That is why it has been so difficult in Jordan, for example (with its Son-of-Plucky-Little-King Hussein, King Abdullah), to pass legislation that would punish such killings. It goes against both the spirit and the letter of Islam.
That is the point: to punish male relatives for killing female relatives in order to preserve family "honor" may indeed go back to the pre-islamic Arab customs, but it has become part of Islam, and as part of Islam, cannot easily be dislodged. For both the spirit and the letter of Islam are on the side of those doing the killing.
This has to be mentioned, again and again, so that the apologists for Islam do not have their sly way, as they so often do.