a Neonmeatdream

I don't like Islam.

On the whole i don't like any religion but that one really gets my goat.
This is mainly because of the hypocrisy I see in people who claim to be Muslim but pick and choose what tenets of the faith they will adhere to.
For instance I see girls going to my local college everyday wearing a simple hair covering veil, as a way of dressing modestly in accordance with Islam. However this is accompanied by some tight fitting jeans and a vest top. That is not islamic dress or modest dress.

It is the hypocrisy of islam that annoys me most. British born Muslims often talk about the way their 'brother' muslims are treated across the world. However many fail to realise that the islam they practice in Britain has no relation whatsoever to the way the Faith is practised in places like iraq, afghanistan, iran, Somalia.

Islam is a faith that requires no priesthood, and is a personal connection with God. It has many interpretations and sects throughout the world and that in essence completely negates this notion of an 'umma' or that all Mulsims are brothers.

No it is all humanity that are in fact brothers.

The Ayatollohs are another point in islam that in my opinion is actually a blasphemy agaisnt the faith. The fatwas that are issued by these Ayatollahs are blasphemous. By saying that God demands that Muslims kill Salman Rushdie or join jihad is in fact sacriledge. How can a mere mortal presume to know the desire or thoughts of Almighty God. How dare they assume that they would know what allahs wishes are.

If you have read any of my other posts then you will hopefully understand that i am willing to open my mind to any religion or at least listen to what it has to say.

I don't like Islam. Does this make me islamaphobic?

I would say no.

I don't like getting fucked in the ass either, so does that mean i'm homophobic?

Why am I so angry? The slightest thing makes me want to break a face. i find myself punching the wall about five times a day. The simplest thing will make my head go light, flooded with numbing red mist that clamps my hands in fists. I walk around these offices muttering "...you f*cking...i'll f*cking kill yo....you should f*cking die...ist ass m*therfucker...", more and more everyday this internal monolgue fills up my head, pounding. I tell it to shut up and it does. A lot of things that make me angry are inanimate. Doors, TVs, Computers in particular, especially slow ones. I find myself grinding my nails up and tearing lacquer off the desk, as the loading bar decides to have a rest half way into a page. Buddhists say life is suffering. I think they are close but that life is actually frustration. One frustration after another, the bus that runs late on the day you really need to get home, the shop owner who won't give you change for said bus unless you buy something, no lighter for your last cigarette, the bouncer that IDs you but not all your mates, the girl in the club that seems like she's coming home with right up until she doesn't(f*cking tease!!), and mostly the endless rudeness and cheek and arrogance of 99% of the population that decent people have to put up with every day. Everything makes me angry. What makes you angry?