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Some weeks ago, an article in semi-literate English by a Pakistani I’ve never heard of and whom few most likely have ever heard of either (more fool us: his brief bio informs us that he is famous), was published right here in the Times of Israel blogs. The author has nothing good to say about our little country, perhaps not too surprisingly, and sternly informs us that Pakistan will not recognize Israel. So there. A few days later the Pakistani Foreign Minister, Shah Mahmood Qureshi, discussing Israel’s actions in Gaza on CNN, said, “They’re losing the media war despite their connections…” The reporter asked, “What are their connections?” He replied, “Deep pockets.” She persisted: “What does that mean?” And he explained, “Well, they’re very influential people, they control media.” “They” means, well, you know who “they” are.
Oh yeah? Well, M. Famous Writer and Mr. Foreign Minister, since you profess to be such great experts on all of US, I thought I’d enlighten my co-conspirators, Elders of Zion, and other unrecognized Jews and Israelis a little bit about what YOU are. Not that we should care, what with our deep pockets and octopoid breadth of influence. But why not? It’s fun.
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In 1983, the great writer Salman Rushdie, a Mumbai-born Muslim who lived in Pakistan for some years of his youth, published a novel about the latter country. It is entitled Shame. Rushdie’s later opus, The Satanic Verses, eclipsed Shame; and since surviving the fatwa, he’s gone into embroidered Oriental storytelling. Pleasant, but less than Tolstoyan– maybe a sort of literary PTSD, and who can blame him.
For those of you fortunate enough to be innocent of knowledge of South Asian history since 1947, colonialist Britain decided to visit one final assault on India before quitting the Subcontinent it had been vampirizing for some two centuries. The English performed a final abortion and extracted Pakistan from India. It used to be Divide et impera; but divide, step back, and smirk at the carnage was Whitehall’s spiteful policy. One thinks of the Schadenfreude of a spoiled and naughty child. The still-born little corpse was an artificial country in two parts, West and East, intended for those Indian Muslims who didn’t want to live with Hindus.
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