They hang retards - don't they?

I saw the video footage the Iranian government has released for broadcast of the British Naval personnel held hostage. I saw British captive, Seaman Turney, paraded out for the camera, out of uniform, and tussled up with a bleeding scarf wrapped around her head like a mullah’s wet dream of a woman rather than what she is; a female British Seaman in the service of Her Majesty’s Naval Forces.

You know what I kept waiting for Seaman Turney to do? I wanted her on camera to throw the bleeding scarf on the floor and tell them that she is a British Seaman of Her Majesty’s Navy and she will not wear their fracking scarf. I wanted her to demand they treat her as the British Seaman she is and not their trained poodle to perform tricks on command for Iranian home video.

I wanted to see that a female British Seaman would have a little of La Passionata’s spirit when she deliberately shucked off her chador not once, but twice, in the presence of the Grand Ayatollah Khomeini. If La Passionata, a middle-aged civilian woman of 5’1” and weighed all of a $1.50 wet, could refuse to submit to the dictates of the original Mad Mullah himself - is it so much to suppose that a British Seaman could show a little of the same?

One could say the Mullah’s displayed a better grasp of knowledge about ourselves, our culture and our history than we do of them. One could say clothes don’t matter and the more important value is to submit to any dictate and stay alive to live out another day - even under chains. But that would be a boldfaced lie.

Clothes do matter; just ask the IRA, who chose the dirty protest in Long Nesh for refusing to wear criminal prison garb. Just look at our long history and how fashion dictates our morals and shaped our very laws. Why does our dress matter in our courts, at our places of employment, or even our schools if appearance has no value or meaning within our society?

Just ask a soldier why he shines his boots and buttons on his dress uniform if clothes don’t matter. Ask any veteran on Remembrance Day when they dawn their regimental hats and medals to tell you why their uniforms have not value. If clothes don’t matter, why did the signatories of the Geneva Conventions implicitly state a uniform will govern the dictates of treatment an enemy soldier should receive if captured. Spies cloak themselves in the garb of their enemies and can expect no quarter under the Geneva Convention. They are completely at the mercy of the laws of the enemy state. If clothes don’t matter; why did the Mullah’s parade her in a change of garb from a British Seaman?

But clothes not only matter to us but to our enemy the Mad Mullahs of Iran. That’s right, I wrote our enemy. Let me very clear. The mullah’s of Iran are indeed our enemies and not merely misunderstood acquaintances waiting to be allies. There is no possibility of peaceful co-existence within an atmosphere of tolerance and mutual respect. There is no United States of the Middle East.

The Mullahs have one ultimate goal which is for us to submit our culture and our values to their 12th century theo-thuggery. The Mullah’s do not have a timetable and are prepared to fight and wear us down until each of us submits. One at a time or enmass – it simply makes no difference. They are prepared to fight a long war of attrition; so what concern is it of theirs whether we submit by committing cultural suicide one cartoon at a time if need be as long as we ultimately capitulate? They are resolved to win while we have so intellectually disarmed ourselves so that we can only offer appeasement to starve off the day of our submission and dress it up as an appeal to our higher more cherished values.

I don’t blame Seaman Turney. I blame us - as a society, for so thoroughly disarming ourselves intellectually that even those who are sworn to defend us cannot even mount the most token of defenses before our enemies.