Santa gave me a few new CDs this year, including my first full Messiah and two wonderful collections featuring the vocals stylings of jazz singer Blossom Dearie. Blossom's sweet and playful voice is perfect in tone and grown up in manner. She's an adult's singer, confident in her sexuality and aware of the power it holds (without abusing that power). In other words, she's a jihadists' worst nightmare.
When I was an intelligence analyst I used to read the debriefings of the senior Al Qaeda officials we had in custody (at the time). Some reports included their opinions on women, and it wasn't pretty stuff. These are men who truly hate women -- not the Hollywood caricature of a chauvinist male pig. They're the real thing. Everything feminine threatens, frightens and sickens them, and it manifests itself in a hatred that can only be described as pathological.
This is why I can't believe that any woman -- especially self-styled liberal or progressive activists -- would support any leniency of justice for the men who perpetrated 9-11 and planned so many other attacks. It's a tacit acceptance of the worst kind of misogyny, because it legitimizes hatred of the very idea of the feminine. When these vile pigs come to justice before military tribunals, I hope, no, I pray, that the debriefing transcripts are declassified so that everyone can see what evil thinks like.
Here's a little reasoning behind the pathology:
Here's what frightens them so: