By Hillel Aron
By Joseph Tsidulko
By Patrick Range McDonald
By David Futch
By Hillel Aron
By Dennis Romero
By Jill Stewart
By Dennis Romero
PREACHING TO THE CONVERTED
The L.A. Weekly feature "White Muslim" [by Brendan Bernhard, December 3–9] is thought-provoking and haunting. What I see here is not so much the successful rise of a religion but the descent of a lonely and self-hating person.
Vincent represents the America that America forsakes in pursuit of greed and wealth. Vincent is like the typical rebellious youth who turns to extreme social settings to get attention and feel like he belongs in a world that wasn’t made for him. He is the archetype of the initiator of extremism in a religion, in which a newly converted member, in his path of hyper-immersion, begins to act as if his new religion is his own to portray. I am appalled by how Vincent looks at the imam in disdain because he believe he must "bend the rules." As if the rules were his to begin with! Now I am beginning to understand the meaning of hijacking a religion.
The fact that Vincent comes from within the system is why this article is haunting. If the article was about a Michigan doctor who had stumbled across the Koran, and whose life seemed to have been complemented by Islam, I do not think it would have been as effective. In Vincent, we see how American domestic policy can create anti-U.S.A. struggles within our borders as our foreign policy does in other lands.
"White Muslim" is the most incisive article on this topic that I have read in any newspaper in the last three years. Kudos to the reporter.
The title "White Muslim" will scare many readers who believe the word "jihad" means holy war, as the media keeps telling them. This is a very common misconception that journalists ought to set straight. Jihad is an Arabic word that means "exerting an effort that meets with resistance." If you tried to stop smoking or lose weight and it was a struggle, you were doing a jihad. When the untouchables were after Capone for years before they nailed him, they were doing a jihad. The war on terrorism is a jihad. You get the point. That is why jihad is touted as the noblest endeavor in Islam.
The radicals who call their campaign of terror a jihad rape this concept, but just because they call their crimes a jihad does not mean we should follow their lead. They do not represent Islam or Muslims.
No one benefits by misrepresenting Islam. The Muslims are hurt by hearing negative things about the religion they love, and have become apprehensive that a new wave of hate crimes will affect them. The non-Muslims do not benefit because they are kept away from discovering Islam’s beauty.
Bernhard replies: That the word "jihad" has several different meanings and applications was made clear by my account of the sermon on jihad by Sheik al-Yaqoubi, where at least three different meanings of the word are discussed.
THE WEAK IN REVIEW
In his ironically titled column "Weaker Than Ever" [Dissonance, December 3–9], Marc Cooper argues a contention that’s not even there. As he declares himself not the pro–King George polemicist and certainly not the anti–King George polemicist, but only the I Haven’t a Clue "confusionist" who seems to be currying favor with the administration from afar — a kind of incipient latter-day David Horowitz — he completely evades the fact that Bush did not win by 4 million votes, but lost by a margin yet to be determined, and probably never will be if "Repuglicans" have their way.
Cooper is the quintessential paradigm of a PsyOps figure Chomsky has oft pointed to: the man who has been unknowingly subsumed by the opposition into what he thinks is a counter-argument, but is actually only a carefully contrived, feeble, oppositional element designed to stand no chance of effective refutation to the matters at hand, purposely placed to deceive the public that dialogue is occurring.
Cooper’s correct, however, in that liberals are pathetic, perhaps less so than conservatives (both of whom are trumped by the lunacy certified as neoconservatism) but pitiful nonetheless. His evidence lies in the mirror of his own pen. We applaud his self-referential maundering.
A DIVA SUPREME
As a lifelong fan of Diana Ross, I feel most critics don’t acknowledge her accomplishments. Ernest Hardy does. Bravo to his brilliant piece about her concert at the Pantages [Live in L.A., "Ain’t Been Licked," November 26–December 2]. The closing line — "And, of course, the hair was fucking insane" — is a keeper.
New York City
WINNIPEG: MORE THAN JUST A TOWN
In his review of the Royal Art Lodge ["Canadian Club," December 3–9], Arty Nelson refers to the artists’ home, Winnipeg, Canada, as a "town." Although this reference serves to make the artists’ endeavors seem more quaint, it is incorrect. I was born and raised in Winnipeg, which now boasts a population of 650,000. Winnipeg has its own Canadian Football League team, the Centennial Concert Hall, Planetarium, Winnipeg Art Gallery, and just about anything you would find in a town like L.A. And, oh ya, the people are genuine and friendly.
The Southern California Booksellers Association awarded L.A. Weekly contributor Michelle Huneven the 2004 prize for fiction for her novel Jamesland. Also, Jon Friedman of
CBS.MarketWatch.com gave Weekly columnist Nikki Finke the "Ms. Must-Read" Media Web award for her coverage of Hollywood.