Drudge highlights the story of a 25-year old television star who currently graces the cover of Playboy.
Dog bites man. Except that this particular woman is Muslim. Sila Sahin, the star of a German soap opera, is the daughter of Turkish immigrants in a country containing 3 million Turks. So why did she do the photo shoot?
“What I want to say with these photos is, ‘Girls, we don’t have to live according to the rules imposed upon us’.”
The reaction is predictable. Her mother has cut off all contact with her. Muslim websites are aflame. A German news program interviewed a local restaurateur who said what he would do if Ms. Sahin were his own daughter:
“I would kill her. I really mean that. That doesn’t fit with my culture.”
As the father of a teenage daughter, I can empathize with the family’s shock and disappointment. But where you lose the argument is when you lose all sense of proportionality. In the grand scheme of things a 25-year old woman’s decision to pose nude is a minor misdemeanor. It is not a capital crime.
I’d love to hear a General Napier* like retort, but since I don’t expect to hear that kind of culturally confident response from today’s Western leaders, I’ll respond in the only way I can. I’m going to vote in this contest between liberty and lunacy by buying a copy of the magazine. I might even read the articles.
(BTW, if you don’t happen to live in Germany and can’t get a copy of the magazine, click on the picture above to take you to the magazine article. Sorry, if you don’t speak German, you’re out of luck. Something tells me, however, that the language barrier won’t be a problem.)
*If you don’t immediately recognize the reference, General Sir Charles Napier was the commander of British forces who conquered much of what is now modern-day Pakistan. Disgusted by the local practice of “sati,” wherein a widow was tossed onto the funer pyre of her husband, Napier was reported to have told a local chieftain:
“You say that it is your custom to burn widows. Very well. We also have a custom: when men burn a woman alive, we tie a rope around their necks and we hang them. Build your funeral pyre; beside it, my carpenters will build a gallows. You may follow your custom. And then we will follow ours.”