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SH*T Progressive Muslims Say…

By now you’ve seen at least some of the recent rash of “Sh*t ____ say…” videos.  Some of my favorites include “Sh*t Austinites Say“, “Stuff Hijabis Say“, and the truly hilarious “Sh*t Nobody Says.”

In one of the progressive Muslim groups I belong to on Facebook, Progressive Muslim Voices, the administrator posted last week:

Ok, here’s a fun exercise, Prog Muzzies. Given the slew of “Shit….say” videos posted on this wall lately, I want to know what you think a “Shit Progressive Muslims say” video would go like.

And post they did.  The thread is up to 700 responses, although to be fair it devolved toward the end and went way off topic (as these things often do.)  BUT!  I requested permission to share some of my favorite contributions from the list and the group gave me their collective permission.

So, without further ado– here is some of the “Sh*t Progressive Muslims Say…”

“So are you like progressive moderate or moderate progressive, or like moderately moderate or progressively progressive?”

“I’m not religious, but I’m a spiritual person.”

Veena Malik is fighting for women’s rights.”

“The translators got it all wrong. They don’t know the actual meaning of the root of the word in Arabic.”

“I heart Jon Stewart.”

“I won’t perform the Hajj, as long as Saudi Arabia is not a democracy.”

‎”Democracy was revealed in the Quran. Fact!”

“Burqas are for fetishists.”

“It’s all about tafseer…and anyone should be able to do that.”

“Where’s the ijtihad, dude?”

“Please don’t let it be a Muslim!”

“The niqab is NEVER a choice!”

“Allah is just the Arabic word for Krishna.”

“Education is the answer to all the world’s problems.”

“Jesus was Muslim.”

“You disagree with me? You MUST be a Wahabi!”

“Happy thanksgiving…now I’m off to enjoy my halal turkey dinner!”

“Why should I pray in Arabic? Allah knows all languages.”

‎”I was watching this Swedish- Latvian arthouse movie done by a director from Peru who spent three days in a Tirpoli Hotel about the journey of a small boy to a store – it really speaks to me as a Muslim.”

“Oh but we’re not *Progressive*, if you know what I mean. We’re just progressive. “

“MERRY CHRISTMAS!”

“As a Muslim you have more freedom in the US than in all Muslim countries together.”

“Does anybody know a progressive mosque where I can openly pray as a gay pork eating woman? The 300 miles I travel now are not enough to show my progressiveness, so please give me a name of a mosque on another continent.”

“Of course it’s all those Saudi petrol dollars at work…”

“I heart Amina Wadud.”

“I like to cause boobquakes in my spare time.”

“Religion is deeply personal, which is why I don’t discuss MINE in public forums. But I’ll gladly criticize your practice!”

“Which version of the Qur’an do you read?”

“I got groped in Mecca!”

“The problem with Islam is that everyone keeps confusing CULTURE with RELIGION.”

“Irshad Manji is okay for a psycho lesbian, but Ayaan Hirsi Ali is a total bitch.”

“Khadijah was totally a cougar!”

“Somebody help me find that fatwa that says I can bang that girl in my ethics class before the end of the semester as long as she’s NOT Muslim.”

“Have you ever had sex with an uncircumcised guy?”

“There is no such thing as a Muslim name, but to emphasize my Islamic identity I am adopting the name Mariposa Anuradha Bint Steven”

“Steve Jobs was born a Muslim.”

“The sons of Salafabiasodomy Arapia are the most wicked people on earth. Oh. Yes. I am an American. But don’t judge me by what my government does, I mean, the government doesn’t represent ALL Americans!”

“Why don’t we try reading the Quran in Amharic or Aramaic or Tuareg and see if we can get it to say what we want it to with different diacritics. Cuz some guy in Germany or somewhere did and it turns out that in other languages the Quran is like tyotally a feminist text!”

“On behalf of my people, I apologize to you for a crime which I did not commit.”

“I’m a white, American convert but I have a vast working knowledge AND an opinion on everything that happens in Pakistan/Saudi Arabia/Indonesia/Somalia/Palestine/etc.”

“I never thought I’d see that day when we’d have a president with a Muslim middle name. Alhamdolillah!”

“You know what the problem with this ummah is? Racism!”

Our imam is the best! He roller blades!

‎”Our Imam is the best. SHE leads our prayers.”

“Our imam is the best…he’s also the synagogues rabbi next door.”

“It’s the end of the Ummah as we know it but I feel fine!”

“Taliban do not represent Islam, as they were actually created by the CIA.”

“More than one wife is NOT allowed in Islam as Koran says that it is impossible to treat them all equally.”

“Happy Hanukkah!”

“Saudi Barbaria!”

“All freedom fighers were once terrorists.”

Ahhhh, good times!  I love when people can laugh at themselves, and progressive Muslims are certainly not immune to rhetoric.  The ability to self-evaluate and self-criticize is important for any movement so I was really delighted to participate in this amusing community discussion and to share it with my readers.

In that spirit, if you have anything to add to the list, please leave a comment and share what Sh*t YOU think Progressive Muslims Say.

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To learn more about the progressive Muslim movement I recommend that you visit the site Muslims for Progressive Values (not affiliated with the Facebook group above), and check out the new MPV book, “Progressive Muslim Identities - Personal Stories of U.S. and Canadians.

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Why I Hate Religion, But Love Jesus

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The Grinch That Stole Christmas

Many thanks to my friend, Kati Irons, for allowing me to share this guest post she wrote this week.  I could not agree more.

For not the first time this year I received from a friend a message, a dire warning, that Christmas is being “stolen” from us. Most of the people who have sent me these messages are good and kind people who I love and respect and even some of them am honored to be related to. But I am at a loss at how to respond to these messages. Christmas is not being stolen from me, you see.

Indeed, it has come again, as it comes every year, with its strange and powerful combination of peace and stress, a search for joy while wondering if socks are a good enough gift. An occasional need to stop and breathe and remind myself that yes, Jesus is the reason, not socks, and also I think Jesus would have appreciated some nice warm socks for his wee baby tootsies in that manger.

On television there are at least 3 channels (probably more) showing Christmas movies round the clock. Granted, most of them have to do with a sad but loveable single gal finding the perfect man in time for Christmas dinner, which is not promised in any of the Gospels sadly (I’ve checked), but they’re all called “A Princess for Christmas” or “A Christmas Gift” or “A Holly Jolly Christmas By Golly”. Not a one is called “Solstice Romance” or “The Eight Knights of Hanukkah”, at least not that I’ve seen.

And what if one were? What if mixed in with one of the 1000 possible Christmas movies (I buy these things for the library…I KNOW how many there are) was “Home for Kwanzaa”? Would that “steal” my Christmas? Is my God so weak? Is my faith so poor, that it cannot withstand the sight of other traditions? Never.

It’s hard to say why the message I received today kicked me into writing this, but I think it was this line, which I’ll share with you: Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.

So, assuming that this message is true, which it isn’t, because I double dog dare you to show me the Ramadan aisle at Target (more on that later), what this statement is saying is that some stores, acknowledging that people from all faith traditions spend money with them, decided to NOT ONLY commercialize Christmas but to try shilling to non-Christians as well. Oh my God! The horror! Seriously, this angers you? 2 cans of corn for $1 for Kwanzaa ruins your Christmas? If this is true, I weep for you. I do.

This year like every year, the ads are insidious and non-stop. Everyone who has something to sell is trying to get you to buy it for Christmas. A car for Christmas. Jewels for Christmas. A Target for Christmas. And they’re all “for Christmas”. You can’t tell me that car with the big red Christmas bow is being advertised to someone celebrating the Hindu festival of Thai Ponggal.

Until recently this has always been our “war” at Christmas. It is the war we wage within our own selves to stop…stop…stop and remember, this time is about reflecting on the gifts we receive from God, the gifts of health and love and family and community, and not the new IPad we better get from someone or we’re going to be royally po’d.

But now suddenly some of us have decided that we face a war from without. From salespeople who refuse to wish us Merry Christmas, or the mosque or temple down the street that, nope, still aren’t celebrating Christmas this year.

Which brings me back to the Ramadan issue, which every Christmas message of fear and anger and rage I’ve received has name checked as something being “forced down our throats” this Christmas season. Ramadan, an important Islamic tradition which is much closer to the Christian season of sacrifice and reflection during Lent, takes place in the summer, usually July or August-ish. It’s over this year, and if you are a Christian fearfully huddled in your home waiting for someone to come drag you to Ramadan, relax. You’ve missed your chance this year.

And as for Hanukkah, if you are a Christian who is frightened or angered by the Jewish Festival of Lights, well, look in your Book. It’s your festival too. In fact, it’s a lesson which is often read from the Old Testament in Christian Churches right around this time of year, every year. After driving an army from the temple, our spiritual forefathers the Maccabees received a miracle allowing them to light the temple for eight days from oil that should have only lasted one. God provides. In times of trial and hardship, God provides. Hallelujah!

The battle we all fight this time of year is to remember, in the hustle and bustle, to find the Peace from our Lord that Passes All Understanding. This is a battle within us. It is the hardest battle that we must fight every day. To experience it, we must fight our own lesser selves, the selves that Want, and the selves that Fear, and the selves that Blame. The selves that say Satisfy Me! The selves that say I am having trouble finding God’s Peace, the problem must be my Buddhist neighbor.

And so, to all of you that I love so dearly, I want to wish you Joy and Peace and Hope. I pray this year brings you Love and Health and freedom from Fear. And I want to say, without any diminishing of my own joy in the wonder of Christmas

Merry Christmas

Happy Hannukkah

Joyous Solstice

Blessings Be Upon You

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Interfaith Thanksgiving Service – Austin, Texas

I’ve been to a few of these throughout the years years and they are always inspiring and beautiful.  This year I’ve been asked to be a reader during the service so I’m planning to be there–I hope to see many of my friends from Austin’s interfaith community.



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#TryFasting 2011 – Post Mortem

Well, they did it!  My seven friends woke up before dawn, went without food and water all day, and updated the #TryFasting hashtag to let us know how they were experiencing a day in the life of a Muslim during Ramadan.

I am so impressed with them!  Sure there was some grumbling, but overall they maintained an AWESOME positive attitude and threw themselves into the experience without reserve.

To wrap things up, I wanted to share some of their tweets and give you some links to their reflections on the day.  (Check back for updates!)

@Orchid8

[Read her account on her blog - click here]

@HollyMVG

[Read her account on her blog - click here]

@JenzTweets

Jen wrote her own blog post which she let me share here in full:

I don’t follow an individual religious practice. A friend of mine recently called me a religion slut, which is actually pretty accurate. I’m just fascinated by religious practice in general. So when I kept seeing my friend Amanda (@ImTheQ) tweeting about fasting for Ramadan, I suggested joining her for a day. She promptly accepted, and several other people chimed in. We set a date, August 16, and @ImTheQ assigned a hashtag, #tryfasting.Others have already written excellent posts about how the fasting itself was, Sarah Vela’s post is great summary of that angle of the experience: http://orchid8.posterous.com/tryfasting  But I’m going to focus on the very best thing that happened that day. In the morning, while we were chatting about it on Twitter, a troll sent a really nasty tweet at the group of us (not the good kind of nasty, either). I, like the idiot I am, managed to be shocked, while @ImTheQ assured us that this happens all the time. Of course, none of us were deterred by it, it only cemented our resolve.

I’d seen @ImTheQ talk about catching this kind of crap, but I didn’t get it. I feel like a major fool for how extreme my not-getting-it was. I don’t think you ever truly understand someone else’s experience until you walk in their shoes, and that’s part of the problem with harassment and discrimination. It’s so easy to think you do get it, and when that happens, it’s easy to discount their hardships. And further, it’s easy to imagine that your difficulties are worse and the problem is that the other side doesn’t understand you well enough. From there, it’s a short step to justifying the discrimination you lob at others. Because it’s all their fault, right? After all, they are WRONG. If only they’d try harder to understand, if only they knew what you had to go through. What you’re missing is that they’re going through all the same shit, you only think you have it worse because you’re the one dealing with yours. And naturally, your troubles are more important than anyone else’s.

Religion is one of the most pronounced subjects for this, but the same inequities exist in all kinds of areas: politics, gender, sexual orientation, knitters vs. crocheters—okay, maybe that last one isn’t so bad, but still. It’s the Us Vs. Them that’s killing us. And the second you fall into thinking that your side is superior, you lose all moral high ground. But you won’t even know that it’s happening, because you’ll think you’re right.

I still can’t claim to know what it’s like to be a Muslim in the U.S., and I never will. But I feel incredibly lucky to have gotten that tiny bit of insight. There is a duality in all things, and just because someone else believes differently from you doesn’t mean that either of you is wrong. If we could ever get to a point where we all could accept and live that philosophy, the world would be a better place for it.

@LanceFR

[Read his account on his blog - Click Here]

@g_ack

@UpSheepCreek

@GenP13

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