Fatiha Agag-Boudjahlat is the author of several remarkable works. She has notably published
Combattre le voilement
(Cerf, 2019).
Diam's is fine.
She's been doing better since it's no longer the street that dictates her codes but the Koran and its rigorous application.
Yeah yeah.
She engages in a charming enterprise through a hagiographic documentary noticed at Cannes, very complacent and paternalistic interviews with Augustin Trapenard or on Sept à Huit last Sunday.
What media omnipresence for a person attached to modesty.
What complacency, especially on the part of these journalists, all moved to find themselves facing Rosa Parks upside down: she wants to sit at the back of the bus.
The front seats are reserved for men.
I don't blame Mélanie who is in the promotion and preaching campaign.
I
In an excerpt widely taken up on the networks, Mélanie dissociates herself from Afghan women and all those who suffer under the male Islamist yoke.
They are not happy, Melanie yes.
And it's Melanie who counts.
She, her veil and her abaya, she loves them.
She does not feel the weight or the effects that Iranian women suffer.
But Melanie, the anomaly is you, the Islamic rule is them.
And it is not your rigorous practice of Islam that guarantees you your state of bliss.
It's your money.
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It makes me think of Omar Sy explaining that he had protected his children from racism by settling in Los Angeles.
Either in the land of mass killings, hate crimes, George Floyd and all the victims of the police.
No, he lives in a gated and very protected wealthy neighborhood.
The question is more social than ethnic.
It is wealth that protects him, which he does not assume.
Who can believe that the actor's family would be safer in the United States than in France?
His money allows him to live comfortably in an authoritarian state, practicing sharia which is objectively unfavorable to women, children, and homosexuals.
Fatiha Agag-Boudjahlat
Same arrogance from Mélanie.
His money allows him to live comfortably in an authoritarian state, practicing sharia which is objectively unfavorable to women, children, and homosexuals.
The journalist on Brut fortunately did his interview in France, we do not advise him to go and see the World Cup in Qatar: for his safety and so that he sticks to his naive and Disneysque reading of rigorous Islam.
Because Mélanie says that music (the fact of making it or just listening to it) is haram.
Impious.
Impure.
But she continues to finance her lifestyle with her royalties.
Capitalism goes hand in hand with Islam, it still wants to create a business of pilgrimage to Mecca, a juicy business allowed by the power of
purchase of Muslims from France, which clearly shows their integration and social elevation.
It is only spiritual, but will offer a door-to-door service where my grandfather had taken several weeks to get to Mecca by his own means, the journey being worth as much as the destination in a pilgrimage.
Islam 2.0: rejecting music, integration, minority rights in the name of a text written in the 7th century and a misogynistic and violent tradition accumulated thereafter.
Feeding laziness, consumerism, and vanity through this religious business.
Well Mélanie, it is money and not Islam that allows you and your family to live well in your emirate.
It's the money that allows you not to suffer the effects that all Muslim women from there and from below,
undergo.
It is indeed very easy to wear the Abaya with cleaning lady, great barracks, money that comes in regularly.
Finally, I imagine that you live in these conditions.
Maybe I was wrong.
And you are lucky to be married to a husband born and having lived in France, therefore familiar with French and European civility, blind therefore dependent, who does not constitute the archetype of the polygamous fundamentalist.
You have the zeal of converts.
But you grew up in a Western family that accepted you in your youthful mistakes, your success as a rapper, and your conversion.
These three things that none of your children will be entitled to.
This possibility of choice.
An artistic career.
A frivolous life.
A destiny like yours will be impossible in your home.
The tolerance of your mother whom you evoke and whom you thank, you do not show.
You morally condemn those who listen to music in a country where they simply condemn those who no longer want to be Muslims, those who are homosexual, those who love each other outside marriage.
A racist country that mistreats foreigners.
But you are happy there.
Money brings happiness everywhere.