DYING TO GET LAID
THOSE WHO JUSTIFY PALESTINIAN TERROR BLAME ISRAEL FOR THE VIOLENT “FRUSTRATION” OF YOUNG PALESTINIAN MEN. MAYBE THEY SHOULD CONSIDER A MORE OBVIOUS EXPLANATION.
Palestinian religious and political leaders promise 72 virgins to “martyrs” who kill Jews. Even wizened-up old imams and the geezers who run Hamas and Fatah know the power sex has on their target market. More than half the population of Palestine is under 25, and more than half is male.
While Palestinians and their overseas allies routinely accuse Israel of apartheid, the most proximate regional equivalent to the Afrikaans word that means “the state of being apart” is the division between young men and young women in Palestinian society.
Given little chance to experience natural relations with the opposite sex (and with execution the punishment for relations with the same sex), the promise of sex in the afterlife has been driving young Palestinian men to extremes.
They are literally dying to get laid.
The 72 virgins motif is a source of guffaws for Western audiences. How ridiculous, we think, smug in our First Worldly sophistication, that anyone would succumb to such promises. Thing is, when Palestinian political and religious leaders suggest that mass murderers stand to gain 72 virgins, they know their audience is not laughing. They’re considering the offer.
Tired of a sex life limited to fantasies of wet burqa contests, they are driven to take matters into their own hands.
Apologists for terror never seem to make this connection, even as they blindly accept the tired refrain that “frustration” with the occupation is the reason for the violence. If you observe news coverage and excuses from terror defenders, you will find “frustration” is among the most commonly invoked justifications for things like beheadings, immolations, kidnappings and mass murders. It may be no surprise that rape was a primary weapon in the attacks of October 7. But it is a sign of the degeneracy, driven perhaps by depraved, disordered sexual repression, that sexual mutilation of the living and dead, of women and men, were also a feature of that day’s carnage.
Facts are debatable—now more than ever. Emotions are not debatable. One cannot tell someone that their frustration is empirically false. If young Palestinians say they are frustrated and these emotions lead them to act out in barbaric atrocities where Jewish civilians die, who are we to argue details and evidence?
And yet no one seems to draw the obvious extrapolation that it may not be checkpoints or statelessness or even living under the bootheel of the detested Jew that causes this panorama of “frustration” but something far more basic. Perhaps we forget that we were young once too.
In the West, we know that sex sells. What Palestinian terror leaders are selling is death and the genocide of Jews. And they understand both marketing and their audience.
How difficult is it to see that the “frustration” we have acknowledged for decades as a driver for violence and radicalization among young Palestinian men may have to do with something a little more fundamental, something that ranks above “End the occupation” on Maslow’s hierarchy of needs.
The world seems prepared to swallow whole almost any allegation that will turn the victims of Palestinian terrorism into villains and the perpetrators into innocents. So we see this seething rage of October 7 and accept the official line that the pent-up fury of Palestinian youth is a result of Israeli actions that cause Palestinian “frustration.”
The Palestinian narrative is founded on subjective, unsubstantiated and unprovable claims. Appealing to the heart rather than the head is sound strategy, because facts are not friendly to the Palestinian narrative.
Fortunately for them, the world has never been less concerned with facts. Palestinians are “frustrated.” And that’s all we need to know to condemn Israel.
After Friday prayers, throngs of virile young men — because they are exclusively men — worked up to a frenzy and brought to the very edge by an imam’s fervent and ecstatic encouragement, ejaculate from the mosques onto the streets in “spontaneous” rallies, their faces contorted and lustful, the crowd throbbing and pounding, propelling toward a frenzied climax. This has taken place week after week, year after year, yet the young men are never gratified, never satiated. When will relief come?
For too many, it comes in an ecstasy of violence. Fed a constant stream of terror porn in which the climactic scene is always dead Jews and the afterglow is immortal heroism, some inevitably act out by blowing themselves up in an orgy of disordered passion.
In death, thanks to official Palestinian glorification of mass murder, they become heroes, with parks and squares named for them, their photos hung in homes and village squares.
These admired older siblings, cousins and neighbors impregnate their younger relatives and friends with the seeds that will spawn another generation of hatred, violence and martyrdom.
This encouragement of violence is the essence of Hamas’s strategy. But the “moderate” Palestinian Authority, too, rewards the families of these murderers with pensions that make them comparatively wealthy, thereby encouraging more parents to pimp out their children to be killed.
The most sexually repressive societies on earth are producing the vast majority of terrorists and suicide bombers. This should be an obvious cause and effect. The problem is, to acknowledge this detracts from the prevailing narrative, which is that the only thing preventing Palestinians from developing into healthy, well-adapted, constructive members of society is Israel.
The solution to the conflict may be, as naïve as it seems, the old bumper sticker wisdom: Make love, not war.
But if young Palestinian men are going to unload their frustrations in an explosive culmination, the impotent old despots who run Palestinian society are going to make sure that the boys discharge in the most violent way possible.
Redirecting the energies of that frustration into something constructive — like building their society — or something harmless — like sex, which is seen in Palestine not as harmless at all but as something to be ashamed of and repressed — would be to waste all that pent-up energy.
Sexual repression in Palestine is not an unintended by-product of the religious, political and cultural environment. It is a meticulously stockpiled, powerful weapon in its own right.
Ensuring that young Palestinian men (and women) are sexually repressed, frustrated and ready to pop is not an accidental effect of a repressive society. It is a deadly strategy that arouses and stimulates a movement that, as we saw on October 7 and at so many other violent moments, ensures that horny young men will shoot their wad of hot lead or insert their shanks into unwitting victims.
The promise of 72 virgins is not a metaphor. It is a signing bonus and possibly the most effective recruiting tool in a war between a society with a healthy approach to sex and a not-at-all-unrelated sanctity for life and a dystopian terror regime that waves a carrot of sexual release in front of a generation of sex-starved incels. With predictable results.
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Thank you for saying the quiet part out loud!!!
Pat, I have said before, and I am saying now, that your writing is far too valuable to not be made into a series of books. (hot, controversial, best-selling books). You were asking what could you offer? first editions of your stuff.