The Adventures of Amir Hamza, literature about the Prophet’s uncle, which everyone, including Muslims, have been going ga-ga over, merely reaffirms the fact that the myopist, Islamic-history-prudes are out of touch not just with reality but their own history. At Ultrabrown there is just one raunchy passage involving Amar Ayyar, Hamza’s trickster friend. Way raunchier than anything I’ve ever written on this blog. Hamza himself has a sexual dalliance with a fairy later in the book.
My aim is not to turn you into sodomy-enjoying-fetishists (keep that between you and your Maker: especially since it would appear that some of you — not safe for work or under 13 — already wish to practice it).
My point is to show that Muslims have gone from Amir Hamza kind of freedom of expression to censoring books like Gulliver’s travels, or, oh, I don’t know, freaking out from minor satire. Well done Muslims, keep up the slave colonial mentality and hate your own selves. I wonder what prevented the anointed guardians of our collective libido from ever condemning this book before? Oh right: it hadn’t yet been translated into English.
By the way, evidence that Amir Hamza does live on in some subconscious way among Muslims even today is that in the film The Message, Hazrat Hamza is one of the only major companions to be depicted (by Anthony Quinn: who also played Zorba in one of my favorite films).
Related: Muslim Mamasitas
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