and then our exile

Bloody hell. Irshad Manji. She's being promoted everywhere, along with Khaled Abou el-Fadl and their ike. She sets herself up as an "authority" on things she knows absolutely nothing about, and gets listened to simply because she tells people what they want to hear. Poison, sheer poison: seriously. Don't read anything she writes. If you want decent books on islam, try Esposito or Huston. And that is all I will say, as I cool down.

Also: I realize this is highly unlikely, as the few (very few) people who read this are those with whom I enjoy a relatively high degree of intimacy, but: if you who read this are the one who threw a brick through the glass door of the MCE, know that I am going to hunt you down. Just let me know who you are. The age of hate-crimes is over. Either you were drunk at two in the afternoon (well, Whyte *is* just a few blocks away) or you were just in a bad mood--it's not like Muslims go around Edmonton blowing in doors.
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I try to prepare for i'tikaaf. And got a 92 on my physics exam. And so am happy about that.
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(and: raise your hand if you think the strings of lights at al-Rashid are tacky. and, raise the other hand if you think the recitation of the Libyan qari there is out of this world and hints at the beyond.)

(okay, you can put both hands down now)