Now I’ve heard it all!
People – let me quickly say this… I like Michael Jackson music. I think he is AMAZING at what he does… I believe that we may never see another artist to writes, creates, choreographs his own music, produces and edits his videos but I think this time things have gone far, far too far!
At first when Sam at work told me what had happened I thought he was playing a trick on me – waiting to see my reaction (well he didn’t have to bloody wait for very long!)… In my yearning to discover the ‘truth’ I went onto Google (such a reliable source, I know!) and located the article – I have attached it below.
Michael Jackson has ‘converted to Islam’
November 21, 2008 12:40pm
MICHAEL Jackson has converted to Islam and changed his name to Mikaeel, according to reports.
The singer wore traditional Islamic dress as he pledged his allegiance to the Koran at a friend’s home in Los Angeles, The Sun reports.
Jackson, who was raised a Jehovah’s Witness, reportedly decided to convert after discussing religion with a music producer and songwriter on his new album – both of whom were converts to Islam.
The Sun reported singer Yousef Islam – formerly known as Cat Stevens – turned up to help Jackson celebrate.
I mean; I know that in Islam it doesn’t matter if your black or white
And that although he’s a thriller, to our religion he may be dangerous…
I mean, I do remember the time when he was (what society would deem) ‘normal’
Ok, ok… I’ll stop now! I know its lame – but I just couldn’t resist…
I’ve said this once in jest but now i am beginning to wonder: do we, as a united Muslim community need to create some sort of psychological measure to aide us in determining mental stability? I mean really – people who want to join the army have to do psychological testing… and they get given tanks, guns and taught to work ‘smart’ bombs…
If this is true; I want to meet the Imam that was there for the conversion… did he add his famous “he-he” at the end of Sha-hadah (what one says to become Muslim)? Who thought this was a good idea? Are we trying to beat the Church of Scientology to see who can get the higher amount of crazy’s eccentrics we have? Now that I’ve said all of this I will say: may Allah help us all, and may Allah open his heart to ‘normalcy’!
What am I doing again?
Why does level of forgetfulness increase with age? I think it’s comically unfair – as one gets old there is a need to remember things more… and there are (sadly) more things to remember… and yet our memory becomes worse… I had told my mum since our trip that I had (woefully) gained some kilos and was (desperately) trying to shift (more like eradicate) this weight… the other day as I am getting ready for work wearing this green top mum walks past and says; “hmm – you’re hips have gotten a little wider than normal; have you gained some weight?’
And I was thinking that I had the new found add-ons well hidden!
I’ll just go cry into my coffee now…
Looking for a Cult to Join? (The Peoples Temple)
Last night I watched this documentary/exposé on television that I thought would be a little boring but had me riveted!! Set in the late 70’s, it was all about the last few months of Jim Jones life and his madness the strange cult that he created called Peoples Temple. Apparently due to ‘persecution’ and ‘false claims’ of child abuse and sexual abuse (among other things) he felt that he and his cult clan could not practice the ‘true essence’ of socialism in the unites stated and so moved all the way to Guyana on the premise he was going to be ‘helping’ the poor underprivileged. So they built this town and because he is such a humble man he names it after himself; Jonestown (hmmm… egocentric much??).
His son managed to get away along with a few other people but this man was seriously tapped (I am making this claim at a professional level therefore it holds far, far more credence). He was totally loopy (although aren’t most cult creators?) and most famous for the mastermind of the mass suicide of his followers. The doco showed how children were poisoned first (and that there was nearly 300 children!) resulting in the headline from a quote made by a survivor’s account of Jonestown’s final hour “they started with the babies”! Even today, a little more than 30 years after the incident there is a mass grave in Oakland’s Evergreen Cemetery, where 406 unidentified bodies from Jonestown, mostly children, are buried.
Jones would wake up people in the compound and “rehearse” the mass suicide; claiming that to do so (kill yourself) is to prove your loyalty and faith to him(!!!) and that their greatest show of protest would be to “die with dignity” I did a very quick search (to find a pic of the man for this post) and Wikipedia claims that this mass suicide was one of the largest (such mass suicides) in history, and that aside from September 11 has been the greatest single loss of American civilian life in a non-natural disaster.
Followers signed over their assets to Jim Jones, gave him (Jim) legal rights to their children… they all lived on this compound with no phone, no television, located in a very remote part and very distant from the city centre… I couldn’t get over it! In no way am I doing this documentary any justice – there was one scene at the end where 1 follower (a mother) and her 21 year old daughter (and 2 younger children) were told that it was “time” (to kill themselves). So this mother grabs the kitchen knife and goes up to bedroom (with the kids) and just starts killing her 2 younger kids! Then, because of their (the mother and 21 year old daughter) innate, unwavering belief for Jim Jones they “help” each other kill one another (autopsy results show that the daughter must have slit her mothers throat as the mother was slitting her throat)!!!
What is wrong with these people??? I am baffled? Stunned… shocked… I wonder how this man lived with himself – was there any sort of guilt? Any notion that what he was doing was wrong? Did he think that because he had gone that far he had to go the rest of the way? Or was he really mentally unstable? I would argue that their may be some level of mental instability towards to end of his life but that during the formation of the Peoples Temple he seemed to have all his marbles intact! His son (who was of a small number that managed to get away) believed that Jim Jones’s personal knowledge of being a fraud drove him to take high does of drugs and prescription medication. Whatever the ‘theory’ this is a man who ordered more than 900 of his followers to commit “revolutionary suicide” by drinking fruit-flavoured punch laced with poison! Now, forgive me for being naïve but if you kill yourself how will you know if your ‘protest’ is successful? Will not be pointless as no one (in the cult) will benefit form the possible success of said ‘protest’? Here’s another perspective: if the US want to bring you in for questioning; if they think your mad and that your so dangerous you shouldn’t be a member of the greater (‘sane’) community wouldn’t killing yourself be essentially doing them a favour?
Evil eye… at a newsagency near you
The lady the owns the newsagency down the road from my (work) building had on the most gorgeous diamond necklace that is absolutely stunning… which made me remember an ‘incident’ with her and few other and I use the term loosely ladies.
Firstly a lil background: she and her husband own the newsagency. They are originally from Indonesia. While countries like Australia are predominantly ‘middle-class’ (socio-economically speaking that is), Indonesia has a very small population of middle-class – there you are either richy-rich (and getting richer!) or pretty poor; It’s a sad fact but a fact nonetheless! To these people jewellery ain’t no big deal… some have a slightly milder case of taste in jewellery than that of an Arab (I like to describe it as ‘ostentatious boarding on tacky’). They are a lovely, friendly, always smiling couple and get to know their regulars.
So this group of girls (about 3) came in and bought some drinks and a magazine and commented on her hot, blinging, platinum engagement & wedding ring set she had on her hand… (I was chatting away in Indonesian to her husband).
The girls “oooh-ed” and “aahh-ed” her ring – the lady was really humble about it – saying that she’d had it a long time” and that “she was very lucky her husband had good taste in jewellery”. One of the girls asked her how many carats it was (which I think is bloody rude – I mean I’m sorry, but do you know her???). the owner said that the engagement ring was 5 carats and that the wedding ring was only 2 carats, she wasn’t like “look at my hot 7 carats here – you got sqat”… she was really nice – to her it was no big deal. The girls went on to say about how the things were “gorgeous” and “stunning”. They paid for their stuff and walked out…
We are now waiting at the lights; I am in front of them and I can hear them talking behind me; (*insert tone dripping, oozing in envy*)
“That ring was wrong – its soooo tacky… I mean who really wants to wear 7 carats worth on your finger? If my boyfriend bought me something like that I’d tell him to take it back as I think it’s just too much. Like… it’s almost… gross… don’t you think? Seriously… ew!”
Call it envy, call it the evil eye… either way its such a curse!
Quote…
People are like teabags….
You only find out how strong they are once their in hot water
A work of art…
I was flicking through ninemsn and could not resist posting these pics;
Mysterious British artist Banksy has unveiled his latest wacky work — a mock ‘pet store’ filled with strange and creepy robotic creatures.
Banksy’s New York interactive gallery, The Village Pet Store & Charcoal Grill, features a mother hen watching on while walking chicken nuggets dine on tomato sauce.
Hehe – how cute is this… nuggets anyone?
Known for his political and moral satire, Banksy appears to be taking a shot at animal testing in White Rabbit – which features a rabbit staring into a mirror and applying make-up.
Is it wrong that I find this a little bit adorable?
‘Fish sticks’ features a pair of deep-fried snacks swimming quietly around a bowl.
There has reportedly been complaints about the piece titled ‘Hot Dogs’, which displays living sausages eating, drinking and even mating.
Haha – only in America!
An old, bald and depressed Tweety; swinging slowly on his perch. The cage floor is littered with his yellow feathers.
Ooohhh – how sad… L I grew up watching Looney Toons and really liked Tweety! I guess Sylvester is still trying to get Tweety (with possibly a new hip and a cane!) I wonder if old Pepe La Pew (one of my favourite Looney Toons characters) turns out to be this old sleazy skunk with some young 19 year old skunk-ette! Hehe – they (Warner Bros) should do a ‘where are they now?’ for cartoon characters…
How was your weekend?
My weekend was rather uneventful and yet eventfully relaxed… I had a lovely baby shower on Sunday (and I am not just saying this because there is a probability that said mother-to-be may be reading this)! It was lovely – I ate far, far too many sweet things that I should have; oh my god, those blue iced cupcakes were delicious (I seriously could not help myself!) and I even got to take a few home with me! However I know that when it comes to such sweet stuff like cake, chocolate and ice-cream I have no restraint if it is in my general vicinity and within eyesight – I had to get rid of it as soon as humanly possible… hence Mr A got the joy of a delicious sugar fix!
My Saturday day was a little uneventful – I took mum out, we did some grocery shopping, I bought something for the baby shower (all week I was ‘hunting’ for the perfect gift!), we had lunch… it was nice. Oh and I bumped into this girl that I used to go to school with… very strange when I think about it because I hadn’t seen her in years and then last week Thursday while shopping with Susi I saw her younger sister and told her to send my salaam/regards to her then not two later I see her!
Saturday night was very chilled – I didn’t really want to do anything and would have been more than happy doing nothing but then Mr A invited me over a lovely home-cooked Italian meal… as if I’m not going to say no! Let me very quickly explain Mr A’s culinary ability… the man had studied to be chef for 2 years! He had worked at a few restaurants under some really great chefs (in Australia that is!) until he got his own business… so you can imagine the wonderful food that I knew would be awaiting me!
On a whole in relation to the crap between my mum and I due to said pictures… as I said the walls are currently bare. Totally and blindingly white and bare (except for the 3m hooks that I am not going to take off as it demonstrates that once upon a time there were pictures there!). I must say that it has further motivated me to clean out my closet – I have so far dropped off numerous bags of clothes to the Salvation Army and have cleared out a lot of my shoes and handbags and ssooooooo many items of clothing! In amongst all of this (albeit somewhat slow) “sterilisation” of my room I am gob smacked that my mum is behaving that nothing, nothing has happened!!! As though she hasn’t acted as though she’s lost the plot! Denial is truly an amazing thing!







Motherly Murmurs (Part 3)
*As I am getting ready to leave for work today*
NB: its casual Friday
Mother: I like your top – the colour is nice… it looks good on you
(Its this faded retro-orange shade – the writing on it that says: Hello Sunshine, Hello Mountain Dew – the ‘mountain dew’ part is the actual logo for the drink!)
Daughter: ooohh, thanks mum…
Mother: I’ve never seen you wear it before… where did you get it from?
Daughter: oh, Mr A got it for me a little while ago
Mother: oh… have a good day at work.
I wonder if now she doesn’t like it as much?
November 21, 2008. Tags: comments, compliments, humor, mother, mountain dew, opinions, relationships, retro, shirts, Tee’s. Mentioned Motherly Murmurs. 2 comments.