Perfectly OK To Smack a Woman for Spending Too Much Money

In Saudi Arabia:

ABHA: A Jeddah court judge’s approval of husbands slapping their wives on the face if they spend money lavishly on unnecessary things triggered a hue and cry during a seminar on domestic violence here recently.

“If a person gives SR1,200 to his wife and she spends SR900 to purchase an abaya (the black gown) from a brand shop and if her husband slaps her on the face as a reaction to her action, she deserves that punishment,” said Judge Hamad Al-Razine.

The judge made this comment in the presence of Princess Adila bint Abdullah, deputy chairperson of the National Family Safety Program, who attended the seminar on the role of judicial and security institutions in preventing domestic violence.

Al-Razine was explaining the causes of an increase in domestic violence in the country, adding that women were also equally responsible. “But nobody puts even a fraction of blame on them,” he said before making the controversial comment.

The Extraordinary Anti-Nazi Photomontages of John Heartfield


In the 1930s the Nazis were gaining ground in Europe. Many chose to ignore or had a laissez faire attitude to the National Socialist policy of expansionism, known as Lebensraum or the threat of war that Germany now posed to the world. John Heartfield (above center, in 1960), a German citizen, was one who chose to criticize the regime through art and he produced a remarkable series of photomongages, the audacity of which still has the capacity to astonishe today.

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John Heartfield’s wiki entry.

You Can’t Please Everyone – Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl

One star Amazon reviews of classic movies, music and literature. Today we take a look at Anne Frank: The Diary of a Young Girl:

The story of a teenage girl who spent some time in an annex and found out about love, sex and everything else related to that age group could have been quite interesting, but Anne Frank’s personality and written style is a bit weak. I think this book has been way overrated. Sure it’s sad that one had to be stuck under such circumstances at that age, but let’s face it, their situation was not the worst: people brought them food, they had a radio, books, pens, magazines and even partial freedom to fall in love. From all the positive criticism given on this book, I was very disappointed. Anne Frank may have become a big writer, but only because she was Jewish and “suffered” during the Nazi era, not because she was a particularly good writer. So if you’re in for feeling sorry once again for the Jews, do read this book, but if you’re looking for a literary masterpiece, then don’t even bother to pick this book up.

This is the worst book I have ever read!!! I started it with an interest toward the Holocaust. Anne Frank never talked about anything even relating to this major historical event in her short life. Anne Frank did describe her sexual attraction to females(p.117). She was obviously very flirtatious, which I wouldn’t have minded if she had not filled almost half the book with it. Overall, Anne Frank was shockingly perverted, bad-tempered, and not very smart. Many teenagers act this way, but I have never met anyone who went to that extreme, and I have never met anyone who wrote it in a diary so descendents would be forced to read it. Even if that part was not in there, the book would still be horrible. She always writes about the same thigs. It is boring! So if you want to read this book you may, but I would like to warn you about this.

This is probably one of the worst books I have ever read. I have neither found the carm of it or the point of the book. Firstly, this book does not really show or deal with the Holocaust. It is about a girl who is growing up! Being the age of fourteen I have not been able to relate to her in any which way.Secondly, the book is very boring. She goes on endlessly about her bordemn and the fights that happen in the Annex. Lastly, it does not really share anything historical about the Hollocaust except for the idea of hiding. Overall I found this book pointless and very irrelevent. I have read much better books sbout the Holocaust that deal with many historical events. If you really want to learn more about the Holocaust I would recommend For Freedom:The story of a French Spy and Number the Stars.

It was really really boring. Its about some girl and her life- who cares!?! It is a total girly-girl book. Too dull to even care. I couldnt even pay attention to what happened to her, why it was so awful. Oh Well, NEXT…

I think this is not the diary of hate and the holocost. We learn more about what its like to live with 6 other people instead. It scarcely metions the Holocoust- besides the afterword. And when Anne Frank talks about “Blushing” as she called it, I assure you that you will be thourolly disgusted. With as little action as possible in a book, I don’t think it is worth reading. If you really want to learn something about the Holocoust, just read the afterword! Or, if you love, dull, unexiting books, with very unplesent conversation. Read Anne Frank by none other than Anne Frank!

I didn’t like this book because it was boring. That’s all that needs to be said. It was very very very very very very very very very very very boring. If you have to read this book shoot yourself first.S

Anne Frank, The Diary of a Young Girl, was unlike any other book I have read, it was a mix of everything. I don’t know why but it didn’t seem to keep my intrest. It was slow in the beging and then it kept going down hill. I am kind of disapointed because I am really interest in the Holocaust. I hope to find a better book.

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Daily Dose of Ingersoll

Every thought leaves its impress. The student of this science
of theology must be taught in youth, — in his mother’s arms. These
lies must be sown and planted in his brain the first of all. He
must be taught to believe, to accept without question. He must be
told that it is wicked to doubt, that it is sinful to inquire —
that Faith is a virtue and unbelief a crime.

In this way his mind is poisoned, paralyzed. On all other
subjects he has liberty — and in all other directions he is urged
to study and think. From his mother’s arms he goes to the Sunday
school. His poor little mind is filled with miracles and wonders.
He is told about a God who made the world and who rewards and
punishes. He is told that this God is the author of the Bible —
that Christ is his son. He is told about original sin and the
atonement, and he believes what he hears. No reasons are given —
no facts — no evidence is presented — nothing but assertion. If
he asks questions, he is silenced by more solemn assertions and
warned against the devices of the evil one. Every Sunday school is
a kind of inquisition where they torture and deform the minds of
children — where they force their souls into Catholic or
Protestant molds — and do all they can to destroy the originality,
the individuality, and the veracity of the soul. In the theological
seminary the destruction is complete.

When the minister leaves the seminary, he is not seeking the
truth. He has it. He has a revelation from God, and he has a creed
in exact accordance with that revelation. His business is to stand
by that revelation and to defend that creed. Arguments against the
revelation and the creed he will not read. he will not hear. All
facts that are against his religion he will deny. It is impossible
for him to be candid. The tremendous “verities” of eternal joy, of
everlasting pain are in his creed, and they result from believing
the false and denying the true.

Investigation is an infinite danger, unbelief is an infinite
offence and deserves and will receive infinite punishment. In the
shadow of this tremendous “fact” his courage dies, his manhood is
lost, and in his fear he cries out that he believes, whether he
does or not.

He says and teaches that credulity is safe and thought
dangerous. Yet he pretends to be a teacher — a leader, one
selected by God to educate his fellow-men.

Robert Green Ingersoll – “Truth” (1897)