Sunday, 16 September 2012
And there have been riots around the world about it. Islamic fundamentalists are out there, doing what they do best, and the global death toll so far is reported as 9.
Over a really poorly made YouTube video.
I have watched some of it, and it is painful. Its sins against the crafts of acting and film-making greatly outnumber those against the long deceased prophet of Islam.
And so it came to pass that the Islamic fundie community of Sydney said: "Me too!" and collectively went off and practised their democratic right to protest.
Good for them. It is indeed their right as citizens of this country to do that.
Then I saw this sign.
Whilst I am pretty sure this is just testosterone fuelled bluster, I am not sure that the waver of this particular sentiment actually deserves to BE in this country. It crosses a line, into an area of religious insanity the vast majority of Australians would have absolutely no time for. This 'sentiment' is plain evil, and is hopefully just as abhorrent to the mainstream Islamic community here.
Am I overreacting?
But as this is as close as I have ever come to maintaining a diary, I feel it is my duty to try and continue.
Looking back, I also see that my style falls into the trap of being an "angry old white guy." And for the most part I guess that is pretty true, but that particular persona is WAY too common on the 'net. Time for a new look.
Although it goes against the warts and all nature of a true diary, I have cleaned out a few of my more recent posts, and have resolved to put the "cranky self-righteous smartarse" to one side. At least, most of the time.
Another motivation to get back into my blog is that a few months back I finally did something I have consistently failed to do for decades:
I have finally learned to touch-type.
I may not be particularly fast, but I can do it, and this is a great way to practise...