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February 07, 2013



I saw my first niqab just last month, and I didn't like seeing it at all. Right now it's just a curiosity here in Jersey, but in Detroit it's hit critical mass. I started asking if I was turning into that type of person, like I had just joined the KKK, but then I realized the whole Bikini vs Burka crowd gets it wrong. If you wear a niqab, you generally demand that others wear it too. That poor woman asked herself, "What did I do?" It's what she didn't do. She didn't wear a niqab.

Mick H

They're fairly common now round here (Finsbury Park area) and round much of East London. I still don't think we should follow the French and ban them, but this case does nothing to help my liberal sentiments.


Keep thinking of the Stephen Timms case for some reason:

Mick H

Yes, the similarities are there, obviously. But there's something particularly chilling about this case, with such a vicious seemingly random (but, as I've suggested, very likely pre-planned) late night attack, on the streets, of a woman who'd done nothing except work and live in a manner deemed unacceptable.


I see the Niqab here in New York occasionally, and I despise it. Sadly no one so adorned has ever directly asked for my attention, for it would be deeply satisfying to ignore them. You want to be invisible? Sure, I can play along: Did I just hear a voice? I suppose that would be cruel of me if the woman (man? how can I tell?) has no choice in wearing the thing, but more often than not, when I see the Niqab here, it seems not so much an expression of religiosity as a pathetic attempt to draw attention.

Thanks for the opportunity to vent.

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