Kuffars gittin nekkid

Re the Dirty Kuffar video: although the transliteration changes, radical Islam has been predicting imminent victory over us for quite a long time:

And Halid returned to the west of Azahfi, and said to them:
– Know that these kafres are disheartened.
(Anonymous, Libro de las batallas (1600))

But we aren’t, are we, because we just like getting naked! This has come to the attention of Bismillah Ar-Rahman Ar-Raheem who, in a finely balanced study entitled French state discriminates against those who wish to be pure, notes that

The people of Lût had completely lost the concept of shame (hayah). And this is something that we find in the West today, and is not just confined to France-but all Western States, including the United States (where such things are more progressed than that in Europe). We see that among their men and among their women-there is no shyness. Nakedness is prevalent, especially in the summer months.

So what are they going to do about it? Cites Sidik Aucbur in a subtle rebutle of Blair’s “Islam is a religion of Peace” speech:

“O you who believe, fight those who encircle you (close to you geographically) of the disbelievers and let them find harshness in you” [TMQ At-Tauba: 123]

OK, Sidik, but you need to know who you’re up against. Naked German bouncers. Naked South African rugby players. A naked Jew Muslim scholar Sufi cool crazyman:

As already stated, Sarmad used to go about stark naked. As an uncompromising monotheist he denied the duality of matter and mind, contending that only the being existed, a belief somewhat akin to wahdat-ul-wajood. Since he denied the existence of matter he felt no shame about anything pertaining to his body. In support of his conduct he cited a Talmud tradition that the Jews before the time of Moses wore no clothing.

Sarmad mounted the scaffold (as Jadunath Sarkar puts it) singing extempore verses in a lofty strain of Sufism and laid his head on the block. Rejoicing that the body which had so long hindered the union of his soul with the Beloved was at last being removed by the friendly agency of the sword. With his last breath he sang, “My friend, the naked sword, has come. I know thee, in whatever guise thou cometh.”

There have been legends that when Sarmad’s severed head rolled down the steps of the scaffold he said something contrary to the beliefs propagated by him. But that is all legend.

On the same page, Shoaib Hashmi says that “the great fighter Atilla the Hun was actually a dwarf.” Since that is completely irrelevant to this post, I will not discuss it further.

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