Bicyclists in burkas

Gstaad

The Swiss canton of Ticino is holding a referendum on a burka ban, and it is about time, too. Burka, niqab, it’s all Arabic to me, although I understand first hand how deep-seated the hatred of women is in Arab countries and that men wish to cover them up. Funnily enough, when you see these bearded assholes shouting on TV, it is the men who are so ugly it should be mandatory for them to cover up. When I lived in the Sudan and Egypt, a punishment from my father for running up debts — she was beautiful, a famous Hollywood actress, and very expensive, who taught me rather a lot about sex. What was I supposed to do, take her to the automat (the el cheapo of the time)? — women dressed like Europeans. I’ve written all about this already, but once Farouk fell in 1952, creepy Islamism reared its ugly head. The hatred of women is an endemic barbarism of Islam, no ifs or buts about it. And in Ticino, the Italian part of Switzerland, they are about to put it to a vote. The Brits, as usual, are leading from behind. Both the French and the Belgians have forbidden women — if they are women — to walk around totally covered up. The Swiss love money too much to throw out all these bums who force their women to look like Caspar the Ghost, so they are putting it to a vote. The Frogs, mind you, do not always enforce the ban, but turn a blind eye when a fat rich Arab goes shopping with his ghosts on the Champs-Elysée. Ditto the yellow-spined Belgians. I find it incredible that in the era of terror bombings a person can totally conceal themselves, and the act be defended by people who sit on parliamentary benches.