Thoroughly Modern Millie Muslim Meat

Being a backslid Baptist does not mean that I can't appreciate solid, conservative church doctrine. My favorite place for religious and sociological study was a small "Independent Fundamental Missionary Baptist" church which we had the pleasure to attend for several years. My hair was hardly the Repunzeled locks of the "sisters" in the congregation, but we enjoyed the certainty of the message if not the legalism of the dress codes for the women. And funny, as intolerant as we Conservatives are reputed to be, the preacher never once ordered me stoned for wearing short skirts. God gave me great legs and I imagine Pastor Bill was as thankful as anyone that I had the good sense to glorify the Lord's gifts every Sunday on the third pew.

So to say that Jane won't be sporting a designer potato sack anytime soon is an understatement of global proportions. For all the mainstreaming  the CAIR folks are attempting with their little press releases about stylish, bondage friendly clothing, PLEASE NOTE the ironic "Gay Marriage Family Story" agenda advert sharing the Yahoo page just below the feature photo. Libs loove moooslims, but I don't think Hillary's ilk will feel the love flowing back to them when the oppressors they have warmly welcomed into our midst finally sit down to dinner. While cankle friendly, "The Pantsuit" will take on a whole new meaning.

The howl of it all is that companies sprouting up to cater to the "modern modest Muslim" don't realize their own irony. While their swimming togs are described as "dynamic", the customer herself, is not even called a woman, but the much more *progressive* Religion of Peace vernacular, "female" (ptooey).

The testimonials on one website peddling  swim garb to these fashion forward free-thinkers, borders on a cartoon worthy Jihadi jokefest:

"Thanks for my swimming costume which arrived a few weeks ago,...it far exceeded my expectations and (I) have really enjoyed swimming in the sea for the first time since my conversion to Islam."--- Helen, UK

"After I converted, I gave up swimming as there were no women-only swimming options where I live...I can actually swim for exercise like a real swimmer rather than someone in street clothes..."--- Diana, USA

Converts that sound so...what are the words? ...White. Western.

And Stepford.

Some of these get-ups are skating so close to the edge of modesty, I seriously wonder if this is an orchestrated attempt to make being a man's property seem more palatable, or is Westernizing something so Medieval as the burqua making the mullahs in Wazooistan twist in their man jammies?

Well, I guess I'll never have to worry about choosing any *attractive* clothing of captivity off the cat (!) walk because my man knows God's blessing when he sees it. Skin, glorious skin.

Comments

[Chuck]

"Swimming costume"??? What The....??? Who says,"swimming costume"?

"that I had the good sense to glorify the Lord's gifts every Sunday on the third pew."

I think I've seen you at our church or maybe that was just someone else with legs.

[JANE SAYS: Are you the guy who keeps dropping his Hymnal??"

[mRed]

"Skin, glorious skin."

Ah, er, I feel I have a compliment here, but the Missus might get po'd and then there's HH and you hang out with a guy named sniper.

I never dropped my hymnal more than 4 or 5 times. On any given Sunday. From pew two.

[JANE SAYS: Some of my dearest friends are scurrilous cads. I'll add you to the list, sugar. ;)]

[coz]

mmm...uncovered meat.

j/k

[gary]

"skin, glorious skin" -- photos please.

[JANE SAYS: Sugar, I just KNOW you wouldn't want to PERSONALLY contribute to Global Warming...so best not. ;) ]

[Donkeyhue]

I am sure this was a very insightful post but I have got to tell ya....my mind started wandering at great legs, and wandered....