This sporting life.......

It’s been a funny old week in sport.

 

First we have the pantomime over Moeen Ali and his ‘Gaza’ adornments. The ECB said it’s OK with them. The ICB says it’s against the dress rules, which it clearly is, totally failing to understand that Islam makes its own rules, #1 of which is ‘the laws, rules and regulations of the kafirs do not apply to you, wherever you may live’.

 

Then we have Muslim politicians in Malaysia jumping up and down in fury because the Commonwealth Games parade featured Scottie dogs, one of which led each team. What made matters worse was that the wee chap assigned to the Malaysian team refused to walk.  A perceptive animal, that one. They say that it is an insult to Muslims who regard the dog a unclean. I have news for you guys. The legitimate inhabitants of the Christian-Democratic West believe that pooch is man’s best friend, not that you bigots would know anything about ‘best friends’.

 

And get your hadith right. It very sensibly says that pot and pans and plates that have been licked by a dog must be washed clean. Very sensible, an essential part of hygiene, not religion, especially in a hot country. We all do the same. A dog’s saliva can carry all sorts of nasties, including rabies – also endemic in hot countries.

 

And here’s some advice for you to take, ins’hallah.

 

When you are in Rome, or Glasgow for that matter, you do as the Romans or Glaswegians do. We in the West are utterly sick and tired of foreigners lecturing us about their primitive beliefs and superstitions and how you are going to wage endless war upon us until we are all followers of the Prophet. Meanwhile you would do well to try to dispel the West’s image of Islam, which is the Twin Towers and 7/7. And those who are not prepared to conform and to obey our laws might be happier in, say, Malaysia.

 

And a piece of advice for Moeen.

 

You are no Graeme Swann. If you persevere, you may improve provided that you remember that you are out on that field to play cricket, not to make political statements. We English do not wear our hearts – or our religion – on our sleeves,  and you are, after all, playing for England. Your religion is your affair; your ‘in your face’ attitude’ wins no friends.