It’s “Working Women’s Day” in Pakistan!

I have two questions for you:

Do you have anything special planned for today?
Do you live in Pakistan?

According to my stats, I have had well over a hundred visitors from Pok-ee-stan. So I know you Pakis are out there. (Is that insulting to Pakistani folks to call you Pakis? My intention is to be snarky, not fatwa-worthy. Not that you all would ever overreact anyway. The gentle tolerance emanating from your region is legendary.)

Rage Boy: The Peaceful Tolerance of our Pakistani Friends

If you do not have anything special planned and you, by chance, live in Pakistan:

The Pakistan Business Council is celebrating women in business on December 22 “with a renewed commitment to creating space for women to contribute actively in every aspect of the corporate world.”

We can’t pretend that simply dedicating days, or in the case of Nepal, entire years, to “women in business” will effect change. On one hand, days like these can simply be an excuse to check “working women” off the long list of things that want some more respect. But on the other hand, it’s a good sign to see countries across the world at least making an attempt.

Pakistani Woman in a Clothes Cloth Store

As for Rage Boy above, he became something of a celebrity in his town:

But the poster boy of Islamic radicalism has a very different story to tell when he’s at home with his mother

A regular spoof diary appears online in his name and he has come to stand for all that is most frightening about radical Islam.

It turns out he had contemplated, considered, dreamed-of being, a militant:

Shakeel was not a very good militant. When I asked him how many people he had killed, he looked embarrassed.

“I gave scares but I never killed anyone,” he said. “I couldn’t. I never hurled a grenade in a public place.”

What up? Shakeel at home in Kashmir

You never hurled a grenade in a public place? Too bad, it is a heck of a lot of fun. The police even showed him his picture on the internet. And talked of getting him married and employed:

He says he was brought before one of Srinagar’s most senior police officers, who offered him an administrative job in the government, and said he would find him a girl to marry.

Take a guess as to our homeboy Shakeel’s real dream:

I suggested to Shakeel that he must have been tempted by the prospect of a job and a wife, he was unlikely ever to get such a good opportunity again. He looked shy and covered his face with his hands.

Let me at them! Rage Boy Raging

“I want to marry a non-Muslim woman and convert her to Islam.”

Why? I asked.

In a moment that might have come straight out of the Borat film, he answered in a soft, serious voice: “I have been told that if I can convince a non-Muslim woman to marry me, but not convert her by force, then there will be a place for me in heaven.”

C’mon, any takers out there? Hook a brotha up!