République française has banned the burqa. Along with the face-covering veil (the niqab), the burqa is the garment with which Muslim women conceal their bodies from head to toe. More accurately, it is the instrument by which their bodies are concealed. In fundamentalist Muslim communities, the burqa is not worn by a woman’s free choice. It is imposed, a product of cultural submission that reflects the subordinate status — in a real sense, the chattel status — to which women are consigned in Islamist ideology.
The first word is already an error, ubless Andy has taken to a Russian feel for French. Perhaps I am wrong, but shouldn't the sentence begin with La?
The sentence beginning "more accurately" is identical to the previous one in meaning, and the status of chattelhood is only a "reflection."
What the fuck does that mean?
I don't know how to read articles that make no sense most of the time. This guy's a cheerleader for a side. That's all. And he's not even funny like Carville is.
From the WSJ debate: Our argument here reminds me of the old joke about a topless woman who walks into a church. The priest rushes up to her and says, Lady, you can't walk in here like that. The woman says, But Father, I have a divine right. The priest rejoins, You also have a divine left, but you still can't come in here like that.
The first paragraph? That is pathetic, Rott. If genius should squander itself on commenting on commentary, at least let it comment on what is actually there. It was inevitable, it now seems, that Wiener would fill the void Pepe left behind. A shame.
Good point, AA. Looks like all that Wienerschnitzel and Sacher torte has moved der Rotter closer and closer to our favorite Versailles expat. Methinks he needs a cure of the good ole native air, to refresh and recharge his batteries, and re-connect with the ground. What would a good place be for that?
I'd say the so-called Central "Square", but perhaps Rot is too far gone for that to do any good. We need more drastic solutions. How about a stroll around Paris, Texas?
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Wow, from prosecutor to expert on Islam to fashion criticism.
Is there nothing that this genius should not comment on?
Did you actually read the article, or just glanced at the title? (Conjecture: the latter).
Are you jealous of McCarthy's analytical skills? (Conjecture: yes).
Will you let this jealousy override any and all considerations, like, is he wright or wrong? (Conjecture: yes).
I read the first 'graf:
République française has banned the burqa. Along with the face-covering veil (the niqab), the burqa is the garment with which Muslim women conceal their bodies from head to toe. More accurately, it is the instrument by which their bodies are concealed. In fundamentalist Muslim communities, the burqa is not worn by a woman’s free choice. It is imposed, a product of cultural submission that reflects the subordinate status — in a real sense, the chattel status — to which women are consigned in Islamist ideology.
The first word is already an error, ubless Andy has taken to a Russian feel for French. Perhaps I am wrong, but shouldn't the sentence begin with La?
The sentence beginning "more accurately" is identical to the previous one in meaning, and the status of chattelhood is only a "reflection."
What the fuck does that mean?
I don't know how to read articles that make no sense most of the time. This guy's a cheerleader for a side. That's all. And he's not even funny like Carville is.
Why read that stuff?
Wright or wrong, Tecs?
No wonder you're ok with this guy.
(1) Yes, it's "La République française", Herr Straman.
(2) Actually, it's Coanda, not the Wright bothers, who invented the modern way to fly, Tovarich Stramansky.
Getting huffy, are we?
From the WSJ debate: Our argument here reminds me of the old joke about a topless woman who walks into a church. The priest rushes up to her and says, Lady, you can't walk in here like that. The woman says, But Father, I have a divine right. The priest rejoins, You also have a divine left, but you still can't come in here like that.
Good old days. The priests weren't fruits.
The first paragraph? That is pathetic, Rott. If genius should squander itself on commenting on commentary, at least let it comment on what is actually there.
It was inevitable, it now seems, that Wiener would fill the void Pepe left behind. A shame.
Good point, AA. Looks like all that Wienerschnitzel and Sacher torte has moved der Rotter closer and closer to our favorite Versailles expat. Methinks he needs a cure of the good ole native air, to refresh and recharge his batteries, and re-connect with the ground. What would a good place be for that?
I'd say the so-called Central "Square", but perhaps Rot is too far gone for that to do any good. We need more drastic solutions. How about a stroll around Paris, Texas?
That would dry the piss out of 'im, fo sho.
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