Recently, Mike Adams wrote an open missive to the National Endowment for the Arts and published it with the title, The Queer Muhammed: an experiment in tolerance. Here’s the leadoff:
I write to you today, not with a request, but with a demand. I’ve been sitting back patiently while the NEA has been promoting anti-Christian “art” for a number of years. In fact, one could say that I have been supporting it, too, given that my tax dollars have been spent on this garbage. And maybe I’ve been supporting it in another way by refusing to write you to express my frustration. That is, until now.
In the spirit of the “separation of church and state,” my demand is that you commission a painting–fully funded with tax dollars–that has one intention and one intention only: To offend Muslims everywhere.
In the spirit of the experiment Dr. Adams proposes, I humbly submit the following:
[N.B. UPDATE: Ya really ought to start the sound file, now… ]
I’ll say this for the old Butcher of Medina: he’s got gams. Such a pleasant singing voice, too. And though I prefer blondes (my Wonder Woman’s of solid Nordic stock), if he’d shave, I might even be tempted to give ‘im a twirl around the dance floor. But since I don’t swing that way, I’d neverâ€”not even in my wildest bachelor yearsâ€”take it any further…
Second thought, I have to wonder if s/he uses “Essence of Goat Dung” as his/her personal fragrance… Yeh, there goes the invitation onto the dance floor, boys n girls. Not gonna dance with goat dung, no matter how good the attached legs are.
Update: In spite of the threat to his embassy, Itsapundit linked this lil piece. All i wanna know is, when the Moose-limbs burn down his embassy, who’s bringing the marshmallows? Yeh, yeh, I know Mohammed’s bringing the hot dogs…
[Yet another update, below the fold… additions from some good folks who shall remain annonymous for the nonce…]
Mohammed with his transvestite squeeze, poodle and fav beer…