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She lives in Afghanistan.


She was raped by a relative, so she has humiliated her family, and deserves to die.  


iShe has agreed to marry the guy who raped her, so they are going to let her live.


It's a man's world where men, created in the image of God, own their women.  


It isn't about Afghanistan, and Sharia law.  It is about Michele Bachmann, too, and the head of her Biblical household--Marcus--who told her to go to law school.  She hated the idea, but Michele believes, too, that men are the heads of their households.  Michele isn't a Muslim.  She blames Jesus.

She is wrong about that.  It isn't about Muhammed or Jesus.  It is about men and women.  Do you think women invented a god who made them servants?  Which of the female authors of the holy books wrote that women should keep their heads covered, and shut up, in church?

Quick!  Who was our first female president?   In what year did women first hold a majority of seats in Congress?  How many Popes, or Cardinals, or Bishops, or Priests have been women?

Why do women pay any attention, at all, to what holy men tell them to do, or what worth they have?

God is male.  Jesus was a bachelor.  Mary was an eternal virgin, with babies.  We can deduce that the Spirit of God, which came upon her, must have been male.  All of the Apostles were men.  Popes?  Bishops?  Priests?

That young girl in Afghanistan--there are thousands of them, just as there are millions of Michele Bachmanns--is not first a victim of religion.  She is first a victim of men.  The men invented the religion.  The men created god in their own image.  Then god created women to be handmaidens, from leftover ribs.

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