Saturday, September 15, 2012

Crazy Muslims

Yesterday I called my 'niece' Andy to wish her happy new year. She had already left the diamond exchange and explained that she was having a drink at the Plaza Hotel bar. "I'm meeting my sister and her wife for Rosh Hashanah." "Nice, I'm in Brooklyn, otherwise I'd come and meet you." The beautiful brunette and I were ex-workmates from the 90s. We once made out in my old apartment. Andy couldn't do anything more and I became her 'uncle'. "What's with all these burning and bomb scares? Are these Muslims all crazy?" I could hear other people in the background. None of them were in a panic. New York was safe from any threats at least for today. "Andy, the bomb scares in the Midwest were people reacting to their love of fear and the reason for the attacks on the embassies is because that film about Mohammad really pissed them off." I had seen the fourteen minute trailer. THE INNOCENCE OF MUSLIMS was clearly aimed at setting off Muslims. "I hear jokes about Jews all the time and I don't go around wanting to burn down anything. My grandfather said that the best thing we could do would be to drop a hundred atomic bombs in the Middle East and get rid of them." "That's how the Nazis spoke about the Jews. It's stupid talk. Sorry, but that's the way I feel." I believed in the one land /one state solution and everyone living as one. It was an impossibility, but while I was an atheist, I did believe in miracles. "But why are they so crazy about an insult? I was watching on CNN_____" "Andy, you can't believe what you see on TV, especially the news. CNN, NBC, CBS. None of them have reporters on the scene and good news takes time to report. Their producers look at the images and then try and figure out what to say that people want to hear." "You mean CNN doesn't tell the truth?" Andy sounded like I had stolen Santa Claus from Hannukah. "Not in the least, but the reason for the outrage is that for most of the last century these people were repressed by dictators. Anyone who tried to speak out was killed. Any protestors were tortured. Everything was stolen from the people. Everything, but their religion, and this they will not let be defiled, because it is the last of their freedom." It was a simplistic rationale for the murderous attack on the Libyan embassy, but my feeling was a hunch. "What we have to ask is who made this film and what did they have to gain by showing it on 9/11?" "Who did it?" "Not anyone they said did it." The name Sam Basile had been mentioned in every first report. There was no Sam Bacile. "I think the person with the most to gain____" "I got to run. Here comes my sister." It was Andy's time to cut me off. "You have a good New Year." "I will." She airsmack a kiss and I ended the call. Nobody had invited me to blow the shofur or the lamb's horn, so I was head down to Frank's for a beer. It was my home away from home and everyone there was family. Same as was Andy. It's a small world after all.

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