We have a new brand of idiocy to worry about in Australia, the anti muslim fanatics.
If you think people like soren and sprintcyclist, and yadda, are nutty over this issue, you should hear these guys, they are total wackos.

Bloody extremists, I don't care if you are muslim, christian, or scientologist, you, as an individual, make the choice to live a decent and moderate life, and these ADL(australian defence league) nuts, have made the choice to be extremists, which makes them as offensive to me as all the other mixed nuts out there.

mozzaok wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 10:56am:



What's to like about Islam?

Hardly extremists, just a group of citizens concerned about the direction this countrys immigration policies are taking us. The extremists are the islamics who have been allowed into our midst by the flawed concept of multicuturalism.

Unless this policy is changed then one day we will see real extremist opposition appear. When it does the multiculturalists will have no one to blame but themselves.

Belgarion wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 11:56am:


Multiculturalists? You mean every party in federal parliament?

One Nation excepted, but then again, they don't have a seat.

And changed to what? The White Australia policy? Good luck with that one. Perhaps time travel to 1901 would suit. Yellow peril, Kanak canecutters, Queen Victoria on the throne.

Ah, the good old days.

Karnal wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 11:55am:


This is what comes up when you ask Mr Google about Muslim nutters.

Karnal wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 11:55am:


In My Brother, the Islamist (BBC3, Monday), a likeable Dorset tree surgeon called Robb Leech set out on a quest to discover why the blond, perfectly normal-seeming stepbrother Rich with whom he’d grown up in Weymouth had ended up as a member of the group Islam4UK. That’s the now-banned radical group led by the obnoxious Anjem Choudary which you see doing tasteful, multicultural things like burning the US flag outside the American embassy on the 9/11 anniversary and gathering in Luton to yell ‘babykillers’ at the Anglian regiment returning from a tour of duty in Iraq.

Though I’m sure it wasn’t his intention to use his stepbrother as a pretext for infiltrating this vile organisation, Robb nevertheless landed himself an apparent scoop. For the first time on television we got to see Islam4UK — or Al Muhajiroun or whatever they call themselves now — not just at work (shouting through megaphones; burning flags; upsetting passers-by) but also at what constitutes for them play.

The things that Islamists can do for fun are actually quite limited: if the Prophet didn’t do it, nor can you, so while you’re allowed archery and riding, pretty much everything else is haram (i.e., forbidden). In one of the most pathetic, but also slyly charming scenes, we saw Rich (or Salahuddin, as he now styles himself) and his beardie mates cruising the streets of London in the small hours during Ramadan in search not of sex, drugs or rock’n’roll but of a groovy extremist mosque in which to pray.

http://www.spectator.co.uk/arts-and-culture/featured/6845668/cultural-surrender-...

Karnal wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 1:33pm:


I know...

Karnal wrote on May 17^th, 2011 at 12:36pm:


You may make all the ill informed comments you wish, however it will still not change the facts.