Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Wow—Those Great Saudi Guys!

OK—it’s only been seen 5,595,531 times on YouTube in the three days that it’s been there, so it’s clear. Iguanas has to step in and lend a hand; check in on the video below, and help this video get this video out there!
So it’s hard to defend the Saudi Arabian treatment of women, but guess what? Here’s a Saudi woman with a defense:
In Saudi culture, women have their integrity and a special life that is separate from men. As a Saudi woman, I demand to have a guardian. My work requires me to go to different regions of Saudi Arabia, and during my business trips I always bring my husband or my brother. They ask nothing in return—they only want to be with me.
The image in the West is that we are dominated by men, but they always forget the aspect of love. People who aren’t familiar with Shariah often have the wrong idea. If you want stability and safety in your life, if you want a husband who takes care of you, you won’t find it except in Islam.
Wow—what a great deal! And what princes these guys are, who only want to be there for their women! The wonder is that—given that they must be exhausted, from all the care that they lavish on their women—they have the energy and desire to have two, three, or four wives. How do they do it?
And what, by the way, is wrong with our Western women, who can fail to see the obvious benefits of this good Sharia system? Consider—every woman has a guardian, who drives her, gives her “permission” to work, study, go places and even visit the doctor. Are our womenfolk so blind? Why aren’t they jumping at the chance?
And the best thing? Women get all this protection as early as nine, which most courts say is the youngest age for a girl to get married. Oh, and don’t think about marrying outside the tribe, because guess what? That’ll get you disinherited.
Even better, if you get a divorce? You won’t get stuck with the kids—who are the property of the father. Oh, and you’ll have to ask your son if you want to remarry. Oh wait—that may not even happen, since the groom will automatically be dealing with your guardian, not you.
Naturally, it takes some work to maintain this system; here’s Wikipedia on the subject:
In 2009, the Saudi Gazette reported that a 23-year-old unmarried woman was sentenced to one year in prison and 100 lashes for adultery. She had been gang-raped, become pregnant, and tried unsuccessfully to abort the fetus. The flogging was postponed until after the delivery.
Wow—postponing the flogging until after the delivery? Is there no kindness these guardians won’t shower on their women? Amazing!
Still people carp. For example, according to Wikipedia, “the World Economic Forum 2009 Global Gender Gap Report ranked Saudi Arabia 130th out of 134 countries for gender parity.” And even in Saudi Arabia, there are critics: here’s Wajeha Al-Huwaider:
The ownership of a woman is passed from one man to another. Ownership of the woman is passed from the father or the brother to another man, the husband. The woman is merely a piece of merchandise, which is passed over to someone else—her guardian ... Ultimately, I think women are greatly feared. When I compare the Saudi man with other Arab men, I can say that the Saudi is the only man who could not compete with the woman. He could not compete, so what did he do with her? ... The woman has capabilities. When women study, they compete with the men for jobs. All jobs are open to men. 90% of them are open to men. You do not feel any competition ... If you do not face competition from the Saudi woman ... you have the entire scene for yourself. All positions and jobs are reserved for you. Therefore, you are a spoiled and self-indulged man.
I’ve a friend, Harry, who once worked for an organization for Latinos. In his time there, the organization was asked to come out in support of a Mexican guy who had started a brawl in a bar. “Fighting in public,” said the lawyer defending the man, “played an integral part in the cultural life of the Mexican male,” or some such thing. Everybody thought about that for a bit…
…until Harry began to sing, “oh give me a home, where the bottles are thrown…”
Which is the way I’m starting to feel about Islam, at least Saudi Arabian-style. Come on, guys, I do my best to be respectful but…
..couldn’t you guys make it a little easier?