I have just been told this horrifying true story by a blogging friend in
“I once had a Muslim girlfriend. She was very Western in her lifestyle. She did not like the chastity police chasing her down in
We met, we fell in love, and after a while we shared a bed. After a couple of months, when I got to her apartment rather late one night she told me that she had been visited by one of her countrymen. He had pointed a pistol to her forehead telling her that this was the only and final warning she would get. She had to stop seeing me - the ‘Infidel’.
Do I need to tell you that I was horrified? But she just laughed it off, saying that 'she was used to it'!!! (I know, only a seriously deranged mind uses three exclamation marks in a row, but I just thought this was that 'one of a kind' situation where it was necessary...)
About two weeks later, I had a ‘conversation’ with the very same gentleman and his associates. It ended up with me having a 9mm Beretta at my temple. The pistol whipping left me with two seriously bruised eyes, a broken nose, and whatnot. I decided there and then that the girl - however lovely - was just not worth it.
Something I´m very ashamed about today.
Yes, that´s ‘multiculturalism’. Phew!
Fifteen years later, I was at a social gathering at my university. There I ran into a Iranian guy. We started to talk about this and that, and then came in to the matter of girls. He was... well, the bragging type of guy (if you know what I mean). He told me several stories about his conquests - laughing away about it. I had drunk a few to many beers so my tongue was loose. He seemed to be a nice enough guy, so I told him that I´d had a relationship with a girl from his hometown (Teheran). Foolishly enough I also told him the first name of my long-ago lover.
Late one night just about six months later, I got a call from "M". She was devastated, because she had been confronted by this same guy. She lives in a small town 700 km from where we originally met, and some 700 km from where I live now. This SOB had actually tracked her down. And even if she had changed her name (both first AND surname) he somehow found out her location. He threatened her, called her a whore (and worse) and pretty much considered her as an apostate. As you know, that’s the worst insult...
She cried on the telephone, asking me what I had told this guy. When thinking back on the moment - it almost makes me cry. I´ll never, never EVER trust a Muslim again. It´s all 'honour' and clan mentality, without a single thought about humanity or the very people behind [the veils].
What can you say? 15 years and 1450 km apart, and still this story haunts me. It´s so sad….
And I´m so sad!”
Comments from committed Multiculturalists are invited.