Saturday, 24 November 2012

Once Upon A Hangman

I have not yet met a mother who would want her son to become a promising hangman although hangings prevent bad marriages by transporting men from the promised rose-garden of ‘till death do us part’, without a decent stopover, straight to the ‘valley of the shadow of death’.


Think of any Pakistani film and recall how stereotypical hysterical tear-jerking mothers always wish their over-grown sons would become either doctors to serve sorrowful humanity (dukhi insaniyat ki khidmat) or a high ranking official (bohat bara afsar); there never was a middle ground. Even with sixty-five years of Pakistani freedom, such wishes did not and will not change in our rural areas although urban mothers have switched to wanting the apples of their eyes to ripen as foreign bankers or as IT experts punching away at computer keyboards.

Bright future in a dark continent

During school days, whenever excessive monsoon rains caused flooding in East Pakistan (now Bangladesh), the West Pakistanis ended up paying Flood Relief Tax on film tickets. Swaziland was recently flooded but with applications for the sensitive post of a hangman.

Many years ago, their veteran executioner left for the heavenly hanging gardens, leaving his shoes quite empty. A Swaziland official admitted, “Eight prisoners on death row await the hangman. We have not found someone who has what it takes.”

Indeed, the long wait for death is worse than death itself. The Swaziland officials require that the executioner be ‘classically trained and very courageous’. Courageous I can understand, but classically trained to admire Plato, Bach, Dante, or Leonardo Da Vinci? Their minister also claimed to have ‘all the required equipment for executions that must start immediately’ without realizing that all the precious equipment one requires is a rope, a sandbag, and a bottomless pit for putting disturbed men to eternal sleep.

In Robert Mugabe’s Zimbabwe some men await to be executed since many years. While the hunt for a decent hangman is on despite a 94% unemployment rate in the country, the fifty condemned men treat the hangman’s long absence as a favour from God.

“It appears the toughest part of the job is not about ropes and levers. It is about conscience. A hangman should never have second thoughts; if he does he should be retired”, claims a jail official.

There is no hope of seeing their last executioner emerge out of retirement to report on duty. The official complains, “He was a reluctant hangman, always extremely remorseful about his job.”

Death by any other name would smell rotten

One need not bring hi-tech to a job that has essentially remained low-tech throughout history. Although the world is grateful to the French for their toasts and fries but their deadly French guillotine will not gladden any heart. Advanced death technology really does belong to the west—may God have mercy on America for her penchant for electric chairs, gas chambers and lethal injections. With that nation so in love with ordering food ‘to go’, one can imagine their executioners enquiring, “Hey buddy, what’s it gonna be? Today's special injection is lethal, with onion and double cheese.”

Our Godless ‘friend’ China places thousands before the firing squad each year; the criminals’ body organs are then made available to those who can afford transplants in this billion-dollar industry Pakistan does not require lethal injections for condemned prisoners because we already have free ‘recommended’ Polio shots. In any case, the use of lethal injections here will create more problems than it would solve. With an increasing number of men in white coats all over Pakistan injecting wrong medicines into patients, the practise of malpractice will suffer a major setback. And how, when genuine essential drugs are hard to find, will our prison officials be able to procure genuine lethal injections? And even if we were to allow death by lethal injection, the reduced potency of adulterated injections will bring to life apparently dead prisoners during burials. The list of such nightmares is endless.

Pakistan has been fooled into becoming the ‘frontline state in the global war against [t]errorism’ but we cannot be fooled some more into accepting American hi-tech innovations in the field of death, considering we already have their drones and Black Water agents busy despatching civilians into al-CIAda hell. We, in the developing Third World, will do just fine with hemp ropes as our hangmen can easily devise even cheaper extermination techniques given half the chance, a shoe-string budget and official patronage.
The Indian poor sell kidneys

The Breakneck Clan

Before we delve into the darkness, meet Tara Masih, the Pakistani head-banger who obeyed miscarriage of justice brought about by military usurper General Zia-ul-Haq of Black September fame and who obeyed his handlers in tightening the noose around the neck of an elected Prime Minister. Allegedly all Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto wished to do was to set up a factory for manufacturing shoelaces made out of the moustaches of conspirators in uniforms.

After Tara Masih, his brother-in-law Lal Masih stepped into the shoes but retired in December 2010. He hung 750 convicts in 27 years, sometimes as many as five a day. He remains grateful for being able to sight-see ‘the land of the pure’ and having done his ‘duty’ all over Pakistan. Lal admits he was timid only at the first hanging but later became as confident as—halleluiah—the bankers and the doctors. Blessed with a great sense of humour, Lal still lives a life of a dedicated family man.

Sabir Masih, whose grandfather’s brother was also Tara Masih, has executed over 200 people in three years. Thanks to President Zardari who stayed all hangings in November 2008, Sabir is now idle although 7,000 prisoners are still on death row. He earns Rs 10,000 per month but his wage for each hanging needs to be urgently revised. Sabir admires military dictator Pervez Musharraf because many heads rolled during the khaki era.

No matter how much hue and cry is raised by the NGOs and world governments for the abolishment of punishments prescribe by God, twenty-seven offences punishable by death still guarantee employment to Christian hangmen in the Islamic Republic. If man-made laws are made to override Divine Laws, the world will be in more chaos.

Another famous son from the same Christian family is Khyber Pakhtunkhwa province’s Sadiq Masih (junior) trained by a Lahore Kot Lakpat Jail’s Sadiq Masih (senior). The latter resisted hanging Zulfiqar Ali Bhutto on 4 April 1979 but then his uncle Tara Masih was brought from Bahawlphur in a C-130 Hercules to do the job. During the British Raj days, Tara Masih’s elder brother hung a famous freedom fighter Bhagat Singh in 1931 at Lahore Central Prison.

A Divine final notice was served to General Zia-ul-Haq and his khaki entourage at Bahawalpur on 17 August 1988; the lot perished in a C-130 Hercules airplane made-to-order crash. Also worth noting is the tale narrated by lucky General Mirza Aslam Beg, who theorizes that it was Air Chief Marshall (retired) Asghar Khan who got us in an unholy mess by sabotaging democracy, encouraging imposition of martial law through General Zia-ul-Haq, and his insistence that ‘Bhutto be hanged as soon as possible or ‘be allowed to be handed over to him to be hanged’. And on 25 June 2002, during the military dictator Pervez Musharraf’s era, Asghar Khan’s own federal minister son, Omar Asghar Khan was found hanging from a ceiling fan at home.

[Si]Tara-e-Jurrat (Star of Bravery)

Some feel, the soul-extracting Tara never received the recognition he deserved. So many Pakistan Days came and went but never was a medal (Tamgha) bestowed upon Tara by the guardians of totality. Alas, such is the treatment we mete out to industrious men that not even a children's park or a street has been named after Tara. If this were America, they would have raised a bronze statue or built a Tara Museum of Death. Imagine the business prospects of merchandising children’s T-shirts with ’I love hanging around’ emblazoned across, porcelain mugs with ’Hang them high, Tara’ or ‘Tara, you are drop-dead gorgeous’ painted on, and Tara horror masks to honour the man. But then this is not America

If famous hangman, Tara Masih, were alive today he would insist on being a cash customer and would, out of disgust for credit cards, turn the American Express’ slogan into: Don't leave Earth without it—our special privilege card for a dying clientele. Tara, if he were an electric expert, would say to condemned plunderers heading for the chair, “You’re now a chairman!”, or cry to the gas chamber guests, “It's such a gas, baby!”

And if the truth neither has set you free nor cheered you up, think of our neck-breaker’s unique birthday party where talking heads may chant:

May you have many more, may you have many more
Many hangings dear hangman Happy hangings for you!

Or:

For he's got jolly good gallows, he's got jolly good gallows
He's got jolly good gallowwwws . . . which nobody can defy.


America succeeded in putting a man on the moon; our government has failed to depute a goon to Africa. These are times of need; Africa badly needs hangmen and Pakistan more foreign exchange remittances. Who knows, a man like Tara might rid us of all foreign debt and single-handedly take care of Africa’s death-row inmates? The seriousness of the matter can be gauged from the fact that African governments are unable to select the right person for the job. Foreigners from as far away as Canada, Britain and Japan have applied for the positions while local talent appears to be non-existent.

Sadly, only men may become members of this elitist gender-biased group; the Hangers’ Club is not about providing equal opportunity to all. Thank heavens this is one right which the testosterone-injected feminists will never wrestle out of men’s hand.
 The hanging of two participants in the Indian 'Rebellion' (1857)

Minimum qualifications

You would be lying to yourself if you have never considered hanging a vicious boss, never wished those ahead of you in office dead, or never fancied anything gruesome in life. Because deep down most of us are natural-born thrillers, let us now closely inspect an exterminator’s life.

First, say aloud the word HANGMAN to feel how it sounds. Agreed, for polished office-going executives the designation may not sound just right but then adding IVE to execute gives us: Execute-IVE. Now say this new word aloud. Does it not have the potential of sounding respectable in high society which regards executioners as men who do an immense favour to the increasing population? Remember, to get this job family connections are important; it is the same key that unlocks for unqualified people sensitive offices in the country. One need not be an MBA or something equally useless. This job is simplicity itself and which requires no money in the pocket, zilch foreign training, not even a fake educational degree, all it begs for is sheer guts to turn criminals’ heads around.

With the basic qualifications taken care of, let us now focus on the perks of a hangman, such as: the ability to intimidate foes, the power to scare nappies off grown men, and to get away with murder in broad daylight. It is really quite similar to being in a position of great influence such as leading a violent sectarian religious or a political party. A hangman's job has no defined limits, the potential bottomless, and it comes with a carrot marked ‘someone must do it and that someone just might be you’.

Your cup of tea?

A hangman, instead of starting his day like a regular office-going married man, will always miss his morning cup of tea to dash to work. He gets up early not because he likes to but because the system wants him to. He has no time to brush his teeth like an obedient schoolboy or kiss his children off to school. Agreed, rising early does benefit one’s health but it means nothing to a condemned person who knows necks normally break before the break of dawn.

A hangman wears no uniform but before proceeding to knock the living daylights out of a doomed person, he dons a conical hood a ‘la Ku Klux Klan member. And like someone who must hide from creditors, he hates being recognised. But there is truly something in the way he moves. Upon arrival at the gallows, he checks the knot—if the rope fails, all hell breaks loose too. He calculates the ‘drop’ according the condemned person’s weight—too little travel and the neck will not snap, too much of it and the neck might sever off the body. A lean person gets more air travel through the trap door while a heavier much less; there is no such thing as a frequent flyer programme in this business.

Next, he firmly covers the sinful head with a black hood, tightens the knot, and then whispers into the convict’s ear, “I have nothing to do with your death; I’m only performing my duty”.

Wages of sin is death and the hangman never really knows about the client’s guilt or innocence but that does not mean he will never feel the pricks of conscience at some point in his life. Finally, when the jail official’s hand moves, the hangman dutifully pulls the lever. There are times when, due to some snag, he is asked to go under the trap door and physically pull the feet of the half-dead in order to ensure death. Under normal circumstances, the body is left hanging for at least thirty minutes or until it begins to turn blackish. And once the doctor pronounces the convict dead, the terminator pulls him down and heads home; the officials also go about their daily business as if nothing has ever happened. While stage artists frequently receive standing ovations or cries of encore, a hangman’s performance never elicits anything of the kind from the dead. To the dead we owe only truth, to the living a politician’s lies.

For those who prefer work that produces no perspiration, rest assured the labour of a pedigree hangman is environmentally clean. There is no illegal gratification involved, no late office hours and no pending files in this return-to-Sender business. One gets a fully automated office; all the manual labour is done by a pair of kicking legs and the force of gravity. After an execution a hangman sleeps like a baby for the rest of the day, his conscience clean as a whistle. Because hangings are seldom an everyday affair, the State cares for the hangman by having him devote whole weeks, if not months, to his family. While most men spend their entire lives toiling away at their desks, our man is truly a free bird, aware of death and oblivious of taxes. Once home, his wife, instead of hurtling breakneck accusations of infidelity, never fails to ask politely, “Where've you been hanging out?”

Indeed the State always encourages such men to live happily ever after by allowing them to be all they can be. Always in good spirits and in perfect health, a hanging a day keeps a hangman’s doctor at bay. The police do not hurt him, and he never dies in a broad daylight fake shoot-out staged in the middle of his own city. Our man is a step above Superman with the angel of death, if not God, on his side. Two steps short of being a judge, jury and hangman all rolled into one, he is a model law-abiding citizen who respects the courts’ decisions and hence never receives contempt notices. As Alexander Pope wrote:

The hungry judges soon the sentence sign
Wretches hang that jury-men may dine.

Death and taxes

Hanging is better for a reason, the electric chair method the worst. Our waterless powerless WAPDA (Water and Power Development Authority) will not last a single lunar day if, Watt forbid, we were to start utilizing electric power for condemned prisoners. Imagine unannounced load shedding occurring in the middle of an execution ceremony with a half-roasted prisoner screaming for pain relieving Volts.

But why waste so many Amperes electrocuting criminals when queuing in the sun for long hours to pay inflated utility bills in Pakistan will do a better job at population reduction? Tax, surcharge, additional surcharge, Neelam-Jehlum surcharge, PTV fee, all being state-sponsored terrorist acts that go unpunished every month. Now only if people were given gallantry medals or pieces of real estate, nobody would mind embracing martyrdom fighting unholy utility bills sent by unbelievers.

If you are a jobless man about to become a militant extremist, abandon bombs and suicide jackets, get a work permit and settle down in Swaziland or Zimbabwe as a hangman; the supply of fresh necks will not last forever. The job and its privileges are all yours for the asking locally too if you would care to apply in person at the nearest central prison.

Never contemplate committing suicide because it can permanently harm one’s health, dream about the profession of putting ropes around the scum da la scum of the cream of society. It is true, many apparently decent men we see today occupying high places strangled kittens when they were young; now they strangle with loud desk thumps the economy, humanity, utilities, religion, public opinion and whatever is left in life to silently weep over.

©Tahir Gul Hasan, 2012

References and acknowledgments
I finished writing this original article on 19 October 1998, but now have almost entirely re-written it. I thank the dead and the living for the hair-raising inspiration.
It is not known where Felice Beato took this picture in 1858: The hanging of two participants in the Indian Rebellion of 1857
BBC News (11 October 1998) ‘Hangman wanted, no experience required’
The Guardian (13 April 2010) ‘Hangman for Zimbabwe prison’
Pakistan Today (5 January 2011) ‘Confessions of an executioner’
English hangmen 1850 to 1964

Friday, 9 November 2012

Project Malala: Famous Lost Words (Part-III)

“In times of universal deceit, telling the truth will be a revolutionary act.” –George Orwell

The year is 1880 and the battle of Maiwind is raging between the British attackers and the Pashtuns of Afghanistan led by Ayub Khan. A woman named Malalai is rallying the Pashtuns to gain victory over the British forces. She is shot and falls as a martyr. The British are defeated and the people for generations to come name their children after Ayub Khan and Malalai.

The year is 2012. There are other forces bent upon reclaiming more or less the same territory. There is hardly an Ayub Khan or a Malalai in sight but we do have Malala Yousuf Zai of Swat singing the praises of Her Majesty the BBC. How times change!

Although Oscar Wilde said a whole lot more about journalism but just one quote will do for now: “By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, modern journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the Community.”

Malala, after receiving threats on Facebook, deleted her personal page and ‘attended digital-security sessions’. This is amazing! Was she sent to the School of the Americas where the world’s top assassins and dictators train or did she get home-tuition from Black Water security experts? Since 9 October 2012, the mass hypnotists of the mainstream media have worked over-time to promote Project Malala (‘psyop’: psychological operations) and are now busy labelling those who think for themselves as ‘conspiracy theorists’. The truth is: the truth always invites the wrath of the establishment, as evident from the struggles of the Prophets of God.

Naeem Tahir, a dramatist, discovers a strange ‘common’ link between three men separated by decades: a Pushto poet, a Communist mass murderer and Malala’s daddy:
"Malala has been inspired by her father, Ziauddin Yousafzai—an educationist and a poet—who in turn had been inspired by Khushal Khan Khattak, the great poet. It is interesting that these revolutionaries have something common with Mao who was a poet himself."

Feryal Ali Gauhar, having touched wuthering heights herself as a noted drama queen, declares:
“Malala was the lone voice in that wilderness. She rose to heights few of us can aspire to.”

Yasser Lateef Hamdani, a lawyer and a columnist who left his muddy paw-prints in the comments section of Part-I of this article, specially pleads:
“This valiant young girl has known since age 11 what an Oxford-educated Pakistani hero, now nearing 60, who should know better, does not.”

Hamdani is obviously referring to Imran Khan here while his freelance writer wife, Aisha Fayyazi Sarwari, pokes fun at Qazi Hussain’s idea and imagines the Taliban do not know who their fathers are. She says on Twitter:
“I would not waste a second droning the bastards who opened fire on a 14 year old girl.” (Twitter, 09 October 2012)
“Qazi Hussain Ahmed said that those who propped up Malala are to blame for the incident. One can only be shocked at this inhumanity.” (Twitter, 10 October 2012)

The Daily Beast regularly features anti-Qur’an self-hating Indian Muslim, Asra Quratulain Nomani (of Daniel Pearl fame). The electronic publication now features Angelina Jolie’s article which declares:
“We All Are Malala. Our 8-year-old [daughter] suggested that the world build a statue for Malala.” 


Fareed Zakaria of CNN says:
“We've been waiting for this kind of moment for a while. The tide is turning once again. Pakistanis often blame the West for their problems, protesting against America, against drone strikes, or even against YouTube. But the real enemy lies within. And it took a 14-year-old girl to bring that to people's attention.”

It is obvious why Zakaria has waited ‘for this kind of moment’. The spins he always creates are expert level, and his anti-Pakistan stance comes not from being an Indian but from having been to Yale to study under Harvard professor Samuel P. Huntington (author of the insidious ‘Clash of the Civilizations’). He joined the secret Scroll and Key Society (George W. Bush and his cronies are from Yale’s infamous Skull and Bones Society) and being an over ambitious Muslim Zionist married Paula Throckmorton, a Jew. Our man has his fingers in many dangerous pies and needs to be watched very carefully.

Lisa Szarkowski of UNICEF, USA says:
“The cowards who aimed to silence 14-year-old Malala Yousufzai with a bullet have instead made the Pakistani schoolgirl a global icon. Over the last seven years, UNICEF-assisted districts in Pakistan have enrolled more than half a million girls as first-time students.”

Ahmed Quraishi, a self-proclaimed political analyst who runs the khaki coloured Pak Nationalists website, further obfuscates matters:
“Our military operations in Swat and Afghan border areas won’t be effective as long as the United States military and its allied forces in Afghanistan continue to turn a blind eye to terrorists who attacked Malala.”

Farooq Yousaf, another naïve journalist imagines:
“[Malala is] just another girl peace activist and not an agent. How can a 14-year-old girl be made a reason to carry out the operation?”

He asks ‘how’; I am sure he has not read my lines. He provides no well-researched material, no web links that unveil Malala and her sponsors, and never admonishes those who run Pakistan via remote control—this remains the typical modus operandi of many professional journalists.

Farooq Yousuf’s Centre for Research and Security Studies (CRSS) has links with Peace Direct of UK, a ‘charity project that finds, funds, promotes local peace-builders in conflict areas around the world, and wants to change the balance of power and resources between local people and outsiders.’ Read the comments of those who were overcome with emotions thinking about Malala.

The unity of the mass media and all this manufactured consent on the Malala issue is unbelievable. The bitter truth is that the emancipated women and effeminate men on the television screens who twist our brains on a daily basis get their news from only a handful of media conglomerates. And because the puppet-masters pull the strings, most reporters become prisoners of their own vain desires and end up creating expert spins but seldom seen chasing after the whole truth.

Indeed the cancer of a hundred TV channel with their sleeveless, Bob-cut, Botox-injecting talk-show hosts, and a plethora of other problems were gifted to us by military dictator Musharraf who now lives comfortably in exile in London. Most of his ex-cronies still think ‘his era was the best in recent times’. The fact is he ignited a bigger fire of ambition in the hearts of those from his own forceful and armed tribe. There are no institutions left in this country; only ruling families continue to thrive through intermarriage. The commoners leave for greener pastures while the leaders choose to stay back; where else would the latter find so many worshippers?

Awards and rewards

As Rush Limbaugh said, “Just follow the Money Trail!”
 
In 2011, Malala was nominated (she did not win) for the International Children's Peace Prize by KidsRights, a Dutch front of the globalists, founded in July 2003 by Marc Dullaert (and launched by Mikhail Gorbachev). Attached to the International Children’s Peace Prize is the prize money of €100,000 (about Rs 120 million). The prize money is awarded by KidsRights to a direct aid project (or multiple projects) in the spirit of the young winner’s efforts. In addition, the winner receives financial support for his or her studies. What KidsRights expect in return is:
“We hope that the attack on Malala will not discourage other children to stand up for their rights”.

Later last year the government of Pakistan awarded Malala the National Youth Peace Prize which was later renamed the National Malala Peace Prize, for those less than eighteen years of age. Someone in the media gifted Malala a laptop computer and Sind Information Minister, Shazia Marri, presented her with an Apple i-Pad. Out of whose pocket did Miss Marri encourage the girl? What heights of academic excellence did Malala touch to deserve these expensive toys, and why must the rest of the underprivileged children of Pakistan remain without i-Pads?

As a chief guest on 26 November 2011, Malala admired Chief Minister Shahbaz Sharif and claimed she really ‘knew many deep things’. She delivered a speech like a professionally coached orator and received an award.

At an essay writing competition held on 24 December 2010, the IWPR too awarded Malala. See Taleban Disgraced by Attack on Child Activist
Malala stated to Al Jazeera:
“The people of Swat are not terrorists. If this new generation is not given pens, they will be given guns by terrorists.”

Her plans for the future include forming her own pro-education political party. This means, another robot advocating the ‘dictated’ syllabi whose disguised principles might be anathema to the core Islamic values.

If you listen to Malala speak, with her professional coaching and memorized short speeches she puts most of our politicians to shame. She studies at her father’s Khushal Public School for Girls in Mingora, Swat (named after her brother) and admits, “Had there been no BBC, no New York Times and no media channels, my voice would have not reached the people.”

I need not write more about the three idols the child worships. The Express Tribune named Malala in their list of
Game Changers 2011.

By sharp contrast, The Daily Ummat (Urdu daily published from Hyderabad and Karachi) of 15 October 2012 reported:
"Her diaries were written by BBC reporters; the daughter and father team met several times with American officials who assured them of full support."

It’s all a variation of the British ‘Great Game’ of the Raj days. In the 1950 film adaptation of Rudyard Kipling’s novel, ‘Kim’, the half-caste British boy spy is caught spying by an Afghan; when the boy refuses to reveal his handlers, the interrogator remarks, “So much courage in one so young must conceal a deep secret!” This is the reason our little girl from Swat displays so much courage. It might be out of hatred for the Taliban that she speaks but her attempts to look good in the eyes of her real benefactors cannot be conveniently ignored.

Under my umbrella, Ella, Ella…

The job of most of the NGOs is to push non-issues and covert agendas down the throats of gullible individuals, communities and sometimes entire countries that refuse to follow the ‘approved’ directives of their foreign sponsors. Armed interventions usually follow when economic sabotage fails or the interests of the multi-national companies, powerful individuals and bankers are threatened. These days, whoever opposes them is labelled ‘Taliban’ or ‘al-Qaeda’. What label would the international gangsters want for themselves for covertly financing illegal and unethical activities—‘corruption on Earth’ as Allah describes it? The general public is too naïve to unfold the layers upon layers of meanings of official statements. The following facts are featured on various websites; by the time you read this they may eventually be either blocked or white-washed.

Standing right behind Malala is Miss Ella Rolfe of the FPC (Foreign Policy Centre) who holds an MA in Anthropology of Development from SOAS. After doing her masters she managed and trained a multilingual team of editorial and technical staff in commissioning and editing The Friday Times. Ella was the Features Editor for The Daily Times and The Friday Times of Lahore (these are owned by Najam Sethi, who in turn is a Trustee of the Asia Society in New York, and of The Leaders Project in Washington DC which was established by former US Defence Secretary Bill Cohen.

Ella wrote weekly current affairs opinion columns and joined the Institute for War and Peace Reporting (IWPR), where she now works as deputy head of programmes for Pakistan and Iraq. Her interests include the role of media, free speech and strategic communication in conflict resolution, particularly in South Asia. See her articles Pakistan's government plays second fiddle to the army and Pakhtunkhwa.

Ella is involved with Open Minds that has Malala’s father Ziauddin Yousuf Zai’s Khushal School on its list of beneficiaries. OpenMinds is run by IWPR (Institute for War and Peace Reporting) and is registered as a charity in the United Kingdom with branches in Europe and America. Ella was the Pakistan Program Manager and Programme Coordinator for IWPR. Hired to develop her idea for a youth journalism project, she won a £0.5m grant from the UK Foreign Office. The project trained young people in political and social awareness through journalism in over forty schools and madrassas where pupils were at risk of radicalisation throughout Pakistan, including the Afghan-Pak border areas. To sum it up: some foreign governments first funded the ‘Islamist, extremist, terrorist, radical madrassas’ and later wanted them dismantled or turned into zombie Anglophile producing schools.

Former British Prime Minister and current UN Special Envoy for Global Education Gordon Brown submitted a petition to the United Nations in Malala's name; the slogan of which was: ‘I am Malala’. Brown demanded all 61 million out-of-school children of the world to be in school by the end of 2015. In November this year, Brown, instead of coming over to hand over a few power plants to Pakistan, is scheduled to personally hand the blueprint for this money-spinning idea to Benazir’s widower.

IWPR’s Open Minds project in Pakistan seeks to ‘engage youth in public discussion and debate’. It works in 42 state schools and madrassas across the country’s troubled areas–Khyber Pakhtoonkhwa (including Swat Valley), Karachi and the Federally Administered Tribal Area–training some 4,000 secondary school boys and girls, in basic journalism and discussion skills. The project’s young trainees have published a number of articles in Pakistani newspapers and a group in the remote northern area of Chitral has launched a radio show with all reports recorded by student trainees. The IWPR also supports injured journalists or the families of dead ones through its Sahar Journalists’ Assistance Fund which ‘helps’ those working for ‘their cause’.

Ella became Evaluation Consultant for Punjab Safe Motherhood Initiative, Pakistan (March 2008 – July 2008), which aimed at ‘evaluation design and production of a major report and recommendations on this UNICEF-funded project (which is linked to ICM International Confederation of Midwives, created in 1919 to work alongside UN agencies and other partners in ‘global initiatives’).

The Millennium Development Goals of such organizations are always set by the globalists who push agendas the masses have no clues about. If it’s any comfort to the sane, we already have a unified global government (UN), a universal army (NATO, UN Peacekeepers), highlighting of women and children’s issues to break up families through rebellion, creation of a universal religion through systematic and sustained attacks on revealed religion, promotion of gay-lesbian rights as ‘freedom of speech’ and ‘human rights’ issues. 193 countries (except Kosovo, Taiwan and the Vatican City) out of a total 196 are signatories to the UN charter
.
 
All this nicely connects with pro-eugenics Rockefeller-sponsored Planned Parenthood and other depopulation programmes (with links to Midwifery Association of Pakistan) that has its own Millennium Development Goals and even a report that analysed data from twenty health facility surveys, 150 community interviews, and interviews with project leaders and health facility staff. The report was disseminated to Pakistani provincial level policy makers, UNICEF and other international donors.

Bible-thumping Qur’an-haters

The Muslims of the ‘third world’ have enough brains and resources to put the combined might and prosperity of the so-called first world’s ‘civilized world’ to shame. Historically, the Muslims of Medina did not beg for foreign aid in any sphere from a superpower; rather they fought the Godless status quo on all fronts and won. All Messengers of Allah tolerated name-calling and worse with immense patience, and never lost sight of their divinely-sanctioned missions. Atrocities are condemned by God, instead as Muslims we just need to understand and then counter the agendas hinted at in this article. Nobody needs to blow up schools, burn churches or hang people for insults; it is far more useful to expose the ‘peace-makers’ whose cover the Qur’an fully blew fourteen centuries ago:
(2:11) And when they are told, "Do not spread corruption on earth," they answer, "We are but improving things!" 
(2:12) "Oh, verily, it is they, they who are spreading corruption - but they perceive it not?"

One need only compare their promises of ‘improving things’ for us with those of Iblees, the disobedient jinn, about whom the Qu’ran states in 7:22:
"And he swore unto them, 'Verily, I am of those who wish you well indeed!' - and thus he led them on with deluding thoughts."

We could apply the last quoted verse to all extremists who play the tunes composed by the devil. Since the universal government belongs to the Sole Governor, the sorry case of Iblees is easy to understand. His was the first non-governmental organization with an army of devious supporters who were not fallen angels but rather fallen jinns or demons, and who exercised their limited free will to show arrogance and disobedience to God. Pick your side: God or Satan?

When Pakistanis complain, “There’s no system here”, what they do not realise is how the elites have corrupted the system through foreign aid and interference. Why are the elites petrified of establishing a legal system that derives its laws and inspiration from God’s Word? Pause to think: if such ‘stone-age laws’ were applied here in full, what will happen to the sluggish and expensive courts and lawyers, the covetousness for medals, the greed for pieces of prime land, the ever expanding Defence Societies, the fun of foreign trips, the fake piety of government-sponsored Umra and Hajj packages, and the bullet-proof VIP luxury cars and protocol? The list goes on and on. Most so-called Islamic countries now sponsor radicals and extremists in other lands, follow policies of repression and regression since their being ‘founded’ by the colonists, and are ruled by men whom Allah will take to task on the Day of Judgement.

©Tahir Gul Hasan, 2012

References
For photos copied from various sources, I thank the original photographers.
Throughout my articles, I have used Dr Muhammad Asad’s brilliant translation: The Message of the Qur’an
Also read my articles Right Burqa, Wrong Lips and Look Ma No Pants
KidsRights’ UN links and roster of speakers
Read previous parts of this article:
Malala Yousuf Zai: Genius Or Mouth-Piece (Part-I)
Malala Yousaf Zai: Attack Of The Babbling Tongues (Part-II)