BAMAKO MALI: THE CHILDREN OF SLAVERY IN THE NAME OF ALLAH ISLAM is now a BUSINESSES in the hands of certain individuals and it wondered if they were one day live by faith. Killers and kidnappers Islamist preachers political profiteers that religion clog the public sphere with their eloquence and their pranks, as to make us accept the most reprehensible acts THE NAME OF ALLAH. As if the holy name of Allah would absolve them of DRIFTS most questionable. The holy month of Ramadan itself does not stop them in their CRIMES MOUNAFIKS''''(hypocrites).
The case that concerns me here and that gives me the creeps at the highest point is probably the shameless exploitation of SMALL CHILDREN UNDER TEN YEARS (mostly) by young adults, acting as a Koranic teacher. A fact DAILY taking place under the noses of PUBLIC AUTHORITIES MALI often forgetful of their duties ...
DISPOSED OF CHILDREN IN THE MORNING AND IN THE RAIN every night that God does, I'm helpless and unfortunate witness of these scenes distress that happen to Djikoroni BAKO-AIT, an upscale suburb of Bamako where I live temporarily. Every night, not necessarily good or bad, windy or raining, and very late hours of the dark night, lit by street lights of the highway that passes in front of the house Tiken Jah Fakoli and headed straight for the River. We see These skeletons GARNER, carrying their cans in rags and bare feet, stopped at the edge of the tar or tracking the customers of bars and restaurants open that line the street.
Every night I see them when I'm eating and when I go look for pieces of bone for two stray dogs that I cherish for some time. At first I tried to preach and educate these young hostages of Islam on the dangers that lurk in the night. Not a chance! One evening, I had divine inspiration to convince a young beggar about 6 years to take me to his master. While I expected to face a bearded old authoritarian, I was surprised to meet a young PEUL (in quarantine), with very good looks and wearing a boubou Bazin. I declined to see him as a journalist and my reasons for my visit.
Disappointed and embarrassed, he muttered the words (in Fulani) his young disciple who vanished immediately. I explained to this young master Koranic BC BG that I understand this Muslim custom of begging children, but insisted on the dangers of the practice overnight. I told him clearly that it is not consistent with Islam and that it is rather a INCENTIVES CRIME. He launched into a heartfelt attempt to justify, to exculpate himself. He told me first that each small group is discreetly monitored by a young teenager, and then explained that night begging "is in the interest of children" (sic) ...
He believes these underprivileged youth are given the chance to eat better food from the wealthy who come to eat or just a drink in bars. "ISLAM How can he cope with money or the presents of alcohol drinkers-A BANNED? "I asked him point-blank !
sheepishly, he replayed the same speculation, trying to win my sympathy ... as short as possible, I told him that if I still encounter these children in the street at night, I would go to the police to complain or write an article to alert international public opinion. He insisted on having my phone number he scored in a LUXURY CELL (most likely bought with money from begging children). With the promise to call me to better explain the phenomenon ...
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Not only over a month later I never received that famous phone call, but the outrageous nightlife of child hostages continues unabated. Better than that, there are only three days, my punishment reached its climax when this cold and rainy August evening, I received my slap.
Along the highway with my bag of bones, I had the misfortune of seeing the same young beggar 6 years, with its red metal box, still barefoot and in rags, exhausted, limping and holding with barely a grimace PAIN, holding a white cloth Bazin he came back to a young adult seated at a booth. On the wooden shelf he held, I recognized him another Koranic teacher.
There literally explode, and indexing it, I uttered: "That is your Islam? This is not Islam that, but rather an act of CAFRA SON! I will report to the police ... "In response, he contented himself with staring at me indifferent smile, shrugging his shoulders, just to say:" What can the police against me? Do you think the police are not aware of our business? Who can oppose in this country, acts committed in the name of Allah? "It was exactly this replica
that this thug had me with his sly smile, devoid of any feeling of pity ...
WHO WILL GET RID OF THE SCOURGE? Once is not custom, I am speaking here of great doers and undoer customs that hold the world in their clutches. These omnipotent gods of biting WESTERN to liver problems because of the veil or excision, which, with their armies of associations and NGOs, undo all that they do not like.
point I will get into any debate. I only asking them to follow through on their "LOGIC Civilization, easing us this unbearable burden. So they rid us of these YOUNG TALIBAN OF MALI ... And please, no need to bomb for it. Just a little pressure. A little nudge in a good position ...
meantime, I remain available to the Malian authorities, if they decide to eradicate this serious crime ISLAMIST To be continued ...
Mountaga FADED KANTÉKA
mountaga40@hotmail.com
Tel: 223 76 69 24 47
