Why, Oh Why?
Sundays program, from 3 to 7 at the Senior Center, sounds wonderful excellent venue, upbeat, appreciative audience for a panel discussion, entertainment and then a film of Dr. King. Laudatory. But laudatory never, never is enough for liberals. They were born to meddle, which is why they are obsessed with raising taxes and punishing those who have worked harder than they have to be well off. They cant resist the temptation to aim a gun barrel at their meddling heads. I am wagering they will mess up a potentially flawless programmatic landscape by shifting the scene on Monday afternoon to the King Fahad Mosque at 1:30. This, dear reader, is strictly an elbow to the ribs of their political opponents. To what end, praytell? They will tell you a story with chocolate icing on it. In the fantasy universe of liberals, the dreamed-up outing to the mosque is purely a thumb in the eye to all who raise the spectre of the threat of terrorism by savage Muslim radicals. Those arent Methodists who behead their victims. And that aint old-time Norwegian Lutheranism they are advocating at the mosque, pal. In the King Days publicity, we are promised that on the Monday tour we will learn how good the mosque has been to its neighbors. Pause there. Can you imagine emphasizing how good St. Augustine or Culver-Palms United Methodist or Temple Akiba has been to its neighbors? This is locution you employ when you are trying to disprove a fact.
The Unknown Connection
Before the afternoon is over, I suppose some wit in the audience will recall Dr. Kings final words: When they memorialize me a few years from now in Culver City, I hope they remember to include a tour of the King Fahad Mosque.
Postscript
As far as I know, Dr. King spent as much time playing third base for the Dodgers as he did cavorting with Muslim terrorists. In my experience, Usman Madha, the executive director of the mosque, is a lovely gentleman. He has commended the work of thefrontpageonline.com. Cordially, we have exchanged holiday greetings. At praying times, though, he does not come to my synagogue, and I do not go to his mosque. Feel-good religious courtesy is for the circus, not for serious people. I think of the feel-good but useless interfaith services that some churches host at Thanksgiving. Lets kiss each other and feel better. That would make you a certified liberal. Mr. Madha is as firm in his commitment to Islam as I am to Judaism. To my knowledge, he does not believe in the nonsense of interfaith dialogue anymore than I do. We leave that to the squishy people who believe in a little of this, a little of that, and mostly a lot of nothing, as the intellectuals would say.
