
We’ve all heard the expression “it’s a man’s world,” and this expression has been immortalized in song, but even more so in certain belief systems…Islam being one.
These words were written by Winston Churchill over a hundred years ago:
How dreadful are the curses which Mohammedanism lays on its votaries! Besides the fanatical frenzy, which is as dangerous in a man as hydrophobia in a dog, there is this fearful fatalistic apathy. The effects are apparent in many countries. Improvident habits, slovenly systems of agriculture, sluggish methods of commerce, and insecurity of property exist wherever the followers of the Prophet rule or live. A degraded sensualism deprives this life of its grace and refinement; the next of its dignity and sanctity.
The fact that in Mohammedan law every woman must belong to some man as his absolute property, either as a child, a wife, or a concubine, must delay the final extinction of slavery until the faith of Islam has ceased to be a great power among men. Individual Moslems may show splendid qualities — but the influence of the religion paralyses the social development of those who follow it. No stronger retrograde force exists in the world. Far from being moribund, Mohammedanism is a militant and proselytizing faith. It has already spread throughout Central Africa, raising fearless warriors at every step; and were it not that Christianity is sheltered in the strong arms of science, the science against which it had vainly struggled, the civilization of modern Europe might fall, as fell the civilization of ancient Rome.(The River War, 1899)
This preface brings me to a story I read a few days ago, that overwhelmed me with emotions. This woman, facing obstacles few, if any, of us could imagine, has tried and failed, to alter the course of her life, by following a simple dream. In so doing, she has discovered who she is and can be.
“Always, I dream I have power on the inside, and one day it’s going to come out,” said Ms. Hamdan, a small woman with delicate hands and sad, almond eyes.
She belongs to the rare class of Muslim women who have signed up to become soldiers trained in Arabic translation. Such female linguists play a crucial role for the American armed forces in Iraq, where civilian women often feel uncomfortable interacting with male troops.
While reading this story, I found myself cheering her on, wanting to find a happy ending, but that isn’t the case, nor is the point of this post.
When the bus arrived at the barracks that evening, Ms. Hamdan said, she hopped out first, her camouflage cap pulled low on her head.
Standing by the metal stairs was Sgt. First Class Willie Brannon, an imposing 48-year-old man with a stern jaw and a leveling stare. He ordered the soldiers to change into shorts. Ms. Hamdan explained softly that she was Muslim and could not do this.
“This is the Army,” he replied. “Everybody’s the same.”
Ms. Hamdan burst into tears.Days later, she decided to wear the shorts again.
“What, we have a new soldier here?” Sergeant Brannon called out as she walked deliberately down the stairs.
“I am going to show the men I’m like them,” she told him later. “I’m a man now.”
“No, you’re not a man” he said.
“Yes, I’m a man.”
“No,” he said. “You’re a strong-willed woman.”
That became his nickname for her: strong-willed woman.
As Ms. Hamdan’s status rose with the drill sergeants, so did her standing among the soldiers.
How many Fadwa Hadima’s are there in this world, and in this country?
While I may be proudly male, I am also proudly American, and proudly supportive of anyone that dreams, and pursues their goals, against all odds.
Ms. Hadima has been disadvantaged from birth in finding who she is, and what she is capable of as a self-actualized individual, and it saddens me. I sincerely wish a better future for her, and may her disappointments become the foundation for a happy and successful life.
I would also like to add, that the so-called ‘feminist movement’ and their indifference and silence on the treatment of muslim women, sickens me, as the so-called movement has clearly demonstrated it is a sold out leftist political tool.










Such a sad story, Nuke. And she was one of the “lucky” ones that had at least reached adulthood before becoming forcibly married. Life is so hard for her, and how much harder it is for the girls married at 9 and 10 and expected to produce and care for babies and the household.
The feminist movement has become a caricature. Important issues germaine to women (and children) are sidelined to take umbrage at trivialities.
Whoops. Germane.
Thinking of The Female Eunuch, I suppose, and Germaine Greer.
Is nuke here?
In that case, morning nuke and swampie.
See y’all later on.
D’OH! I forgot you had the keys and didn’t read the small print. Excellent story, N2L.
Henh!
I was riding a rollercoaster of emotion, as I read it the other day.
Somehow, I think she will find a way to a better life. I sure hope she does.
Gotta go!
Good afternoon to you, sir, you go on out there and have an excellent day. Lord ha’ mercy, my house is gonna get condemned by the Department of Health if I don’t get started on cleaning. Much, MUCH later, y’all.
Sigh. I suppose Germaine Greer would have a lot to say about me cleaning and being servile while SwampMan snoozes in the La-Z-Boy. I can get it done a lot more quickly and efficiently if SwampMan stays out of the way.
I’m with you all the way no2liberal, all the way. Islam does not deserve to be called a religion. It’s Facism with prayer mats. There is no negotiating with it.