"I like the way you think. I'm gonna be watching you..."
Posted on 09/06/2016 5:50:10 PM PDT by Loyalist
How can he and his family even exist in the West without being exposed to music?
Every radio, TV and internet video has a high chance of having music in it, even if restricted to advertising jingles.
Heck, you can’t go into a store these days without music playing in the background.
EMBRACE DIVERSITY! Except yours!
These same Muslin parents would be gleeful if the school offered mandatory classes on halal cooking, burka sowing, and how to beat your wife of the future and not leave marks.
Even Bacha Bahzi boys get to dance to music.
This sounds like so much halal baloney.
Music is not used in Islamic worship. Music is used all the time in Islamic society for secular and religious purposes in other contexts.
They’re probably all upset over “O Canada.”
I do make rare exceptions for music. This is pretty good. Easy on the eyes and the ears: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=inBKFMB-yPg
LOL. Good idea.
If I was the teacher of those kids I would lead the class in a rousing version of “Nah Nah Nah Nah, Nah Nah Nah Nah, Hey Hey Hey, Gooodbyyyye!” whenever the dad came to collect them.
Music seperates us from the animals....Oh. Right.
civilizational jihad! Leave!
Don McLean - American Pie
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uAsV5-Hv-7U
“A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they’d be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I’d deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn’t take one more step
I can’t remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
....
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan’s spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died
...I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I’d heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn’t play
And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died
...
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