INDIA’s Supreme Court upholds ban on Muslim headbags, burqas, and long sleeves for All India Pre-Medical Entrance Test (AIPMT) because of widespread cheating by Muslim students

0The Supreme Court of India declined to interfere with the dress code prescribed by the CBSE for candidates appearing for the AIPMT exam, barring them from wearing either a headbag and full-sleeved shirt. A bench of Chief Justice H.L. Dattu, Justice Arun Mishra and Justice Amitava Roy while rejecting the appeal by the Students Islamic Organization of India, said: “If you appear in an examination without a scarf, your faith will not disappear.” (Don’t you just love a judge with a sense of humor?)

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Legally India  The earlier All India Pre-Medical Entrance Test (AIPMT) had been ordered cancelled by the Supreme Court after widespread cheating resulted by students wearing Muslim religious attire.

Its response came as senior counsel Sanjay Hegde, appearing for the organisation, said: “Wearing head scarf is an essential religious practice. The girls will be forced to abandon the examination.” (Good! Nobody wants a Muslim handling them in a hospital, except for another Muslim)

Describing the plea as “nothing but an ego”, the court said that candidates can wear the head scarf after the exam is over. “It is only for three hours… wear scarf after three hours”, Chief Justice Dattu said. The court also observed that faith is something different from wearing a particular type of clothes.

Required attire for the test

Required attire for the test

“Sorry, sorry, sorry, we are not going into these small issues,” Chief Justice Dattu said rejecting the plea as Hegde sought to urge the court that “minority is a minority”.

At the outset of the hearing, Chief Justice Dattu questioned the locus of the SIOI to raise the issue of dress code. “Organisation can’t come before us to question dress code and head scarf.”  The apex court on June 15 had scrapped the AIPMT for the year 2015-16 following the leak of its question paper and circulation of their answer keys through electronic devices at different examination centres in 10 states across the country.

Earlier the Kerala High Court while refusing to interfere with the dress code prescribed by the CBSE to prevent any unfair practices had granted permission to two Muslim girls to appear in the test wearing head scarf.  

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Islamic State (ISIS) ‘jihadi janes’ beat up 12 women, killing one, for peeking out of their face-covering headbags

A detachment of Russian ISIS women beat up 12 women in a clothing store for lifting their black masks slightly to look a the merchandise, killing one.

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Clarion Project  Iraqi citizens said on Saturday in Mosul that an Iraqi woman was killed by ISIS women with Russian citizenship in Mosul, 250 miles north of Baghdad.

The citizens said, “The Russian women in ISIS have attacked Mosul girls, beating them severely in one of the clothing stores in the market of Asarghahana in the center of Mosul.

NIQAB aka Muslim full face-covering headbag

NIQAB aka Muslim full face-covering headbag

They claimed the women had lifted their niqab to look at the merchandise as well as failing to uphold the rule of wearing the correct color himarspecified to women, married women and widows as determined by the organization.

The Russians hit twelve married women, which caused the death of one of them aged 17, due to the severe beating she received.”

Women are now required to wear color-coded garments denoting their marital status. The colors are:

  • married woman – black
  • single – white
  • divorced – blue
  • widow – green

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WHAT NEXT? Muslim maternity modesty pants to protect a mother’s ‘modesty’ during childbirth

A Malaysian clothing company has created maternity pants which conceal a women’s ‘intimate parts’ (aurat) during childbirth. The garment is produced by the online store ‘MamaPride’ which claims a lot of women in their Muslim-majority country ‘do not agree’ with male doctors delivering their baby. (No, it’s the male husbands who ‘do not agree’ with this)

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The Malay Mail  (h/t Marina S) The invention of pants to cover a woman’s “aurat” during childbirth, was inspired by demands for pregnant Muslim women to only be handled by female doctors. The product, which ‘preserves the dignity of females’ by covering the thighs, ankles and knees during labour, is the first of its kind. 

According to Dr Wan Yusof, one of the designers of the unique pants, the idea to develop the pants started five years ago, after the case of a Muslim woman who had her baby delivered by a male doctor. “The mother went into labour and was handled by a male doctor, which later kicked off a debate as to whether such practice was halal, Islamic and many others.

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“A petition was even started by a Muslim doctor calling on the government to permit only female doctors and nurses to handle the pregnant mothers from all race and religion, with several Muslim scholars later declaring that male doctors should never attend to female patients.”

Dr Wan Yusof said that the argument then prompted research into possible solutions to the demands made in the petition, particularly ones that would not require the laborious policy changes to ensure patients are only attended to by doctors of the same sex.

According to Dr Wan Yusof, their research concluded that women’s thighs, knees and ankles need not be exposed during childbirth. “Our aim is to minimise the expose of unnecessary body parts of the mother, as the only part needed for medical purpose is the vagina and this is why we just want to cover the unnecessary part, but allow only the opening of the vagina,” he said.

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The group then began looking for products that would allow these parts of the body to be clothed while still enabling doctors the needed access during delivery.

Dr Wan Yusof said that after studying the available options and failing to find one that met their criteria, the team of 19 doctors then designed the MamaPride prototype: Maternity pants that resemble track bottoms with an opening designed for childbirth.

They then proceeded to conduct trial runs of the pants at two private hospitals in Kelantan and Kedah to test for shortcomings, and after several minor upgrades based on feedback from pregnant mothers, packaged the pants for sale via Koperasi Amal Medik Bhd.

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Dr Wan Yusof said that the cost to develop the product was about RM10,000, and was mainly borne by the designers who were determined to find a solution for Muslim mothers. The medical authorities were also not receptive to the idea, he said, when they declined to provide a development grant to the group last August, deeming the product to be impractical.

“Many rejected the idea of our product, claiming it is not viable. Nobody believed this idea to be an alternative solution, but we kept our hope and wanted to see it materialise…so we sacrificed for it,” he said.

MamaPride sells the trousers on its Facebook page and website for around £20 each. They are available in three sizes – large, extra-large and extra-extra-large. The trousers resemble baggy tracksuit bottoms and open only at the crotch to enable delivery of the baby. 

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FRANCE: Strict sharia-compliant grocery store bans women from shopping there 4 days a week

b9d003ceb45b7df698a8fdbffc1ae0cbA sign recently went up outside a grocery store in Bordeaux, France, alerting customers that women would not be allowed to shop there on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, while men would be welcome to enter on weekends only. This sharia-compliant gender ban, imposed by the store’s owners – Muslim converts – sparked a backlash from those who say the practice is discriminatory.

IB TIMES (h/t Ros L)  The owners of the store, who recently converted to Islam, said the purpose of imposing male- and female-only days was about respecting the teachings of their religion and preventing men and women from crossing paths.

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The store, De l’Orient à l’Occidental (“From East to West”) could face penalties of up to 75,000 euros ($85,000 ) for imposing such a rule, as French law forbids such measures, the Telegraph reported.

The store’s co-owner, Jean-Baptiste Michelon, defended the gender-based shopping days, claiming he didn’t know the law. “It’s really for practicing Muslims,” Michelon told French news channel BFMTV, according to the Telegraph.

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“A man doesn’t want to find himself alone with a woman. A woman who comes to buy books here doesn’t want to find herself alone with a man, especially out of respect if she is married.”

Critics were quick to condemn the store’s policy. Among those who spoke out was the deputy mayor of Bordeaux, Marik Fetouh. “It’s the first time we’ve seen something like this in Bordeaux,” Fetouh told 20 Minutes. “Even if this is a very limited phenomenon, it is problematic, not least because it gives a bad image of the Muslim community, which as a matter of fact respects 99 percent of the laws of France.” 

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“Come on, can’t you walk any faster?”

Residents of Bordeaux, including the imam of the city’s main mosque, said they were outraged by the sign outside De l’Orient à l’Occident. Imam Tareq Oubrou said the owners’ religious convictions were misguided.

“Even during the era of the prophet, there were no such rules,” Oubrou told France 3 TV. “It’s a bit strange to try to apply [gender separation] in a culture where equality has been firmly established. Maybe the shop owner’s choice was personal, rather than theological.” (Oh, really? See below)

The sign allegedly was taken down soon after, according to local reports. 

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MALAYSIAN GOLD MEDAL GYMNAST under fire by Muslims for showing her “genitalia” and “vagina shape”

Malaysian gymnast Farah Ann Abdul Hadi has received a slew of condemnations from Muslims who attacked her for showing her “aurat” (genitalia) and the “shape of her vagina” in a leotard despite winning a gold medal at the SEA Games.

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Malay Mail (h/t TROP)  Several Facebook users slammed the 21-year-old Malay woman on Buletin TV3’s Facebook page that had uploaded Wednesday a photograph of her in the gymnastics outfit, along with a caption that announced her winning gold in floor exercise in artistic gymnastics.

Malaysia's Farah Ann Abdul Hadi performs on the uneven bars during the women's artistic gymnastics team final at the Southeast Asian (SEA) Games in Singapore June 7, 2015.

Malaysia’s Farah Ann Abdul Hadi performs on the uneven bars during the women’s artistic gymnastics team final at the Southeast Asian (SEA) Games in Singapore June 7, 2015.

“Until she’s dead too people can see the shape of her vagina and aurat,” wrote a Facebook user called Muhammad Nur Salam. Facebook user called Amir Muhd said: “Just strip off your clothes lah… let everyone see.”

Another Facebook user said Farah Ann’s dressing was even worse than non-Muslims’ in terms of showing her “aurat”.

U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton is praising Malaysians for their moderate policies during a visit to the Muslim-majority country,

U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton is praising Malaysians for their moderate religious policies during a visit to the Muslim-majority country,

“This is the joy of the temporal world…even though our afterlife will be full of pain from Allah swt, what is it compared to the medal hung around that neck if our spirit in the afterlife suffer one day later,” wrote Addieputra Jentayu.

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Other Muslim Facebook users, however, have come to Farah Ann’s defense. “So disgusting reading these religious comments from the so-called future members of heaven… just ignore them… Congratulations Farah Ann, it’s not easy to get a gold medal for Malaysia,” wrote Dina Nida.

Singapore news website The New Paper reported that Farah Ann had pulled off a flawless floor routine to score 13.733, beating Indonesia and Vietnam. also reportedly won three bronze medals and a silver in individual events.

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Oh, LOOKIE! After 1400 years of not contributing anything of value to civilization (NO, they did NOT invent Algebra), Muslims have come up with a water-repellant, cool, Islamic headbag

muslim_woman_gym_20051121And they are touting it as something that will make Muslim women’s ‘workout’ sessions easier and more comfortable, as if walking around in black garbage bags requires anyone to be in good shape in the first place.

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For all those Muslim women who battle with their hijabs (headbags) during an intense workout session or for those who tie their hijab so tight that it leaves their skin all chafed, Veil Garments has come up with a solution! “Veil introduces the most advanced hijab ever – Cool Dry. With water repelling and cooling technology, you’re in control of the weather,” is how the company describes the product.

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Basically, Veil Garment  has come up with a technology which makes the hijab water-repellant and keeps it dry at all times, like a raincoat. The veil also has a cooling technology, which absorbs 80% of heat rays and keeps the fabric a lot more cooler than normal fabric. Ordinary dark-coloured fabric absorbs 90% of heat rays.

Ahmad Ghanem, the 22-year-old Muslim founder of the brand, hailing from Cleveland, Ohio, says “I was thinking that there was so much incorporated technology with performance clothing. Why hasn’t anyone done this for the hijab?”

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Ghanem said that apparel companies use climate technology for all-weather clothes but no one gave a second-thought for Muslim women struggling to work out with their hijabs.

Veil Garment has not only paid attention to cooling, heating and water-resistance technology during the make of these hijabs but they have also paid special attention to the way these veils are stitched. “Instead of the usual ‘cut & sew’ method, we decided to team up with a brilliant laser cutting company,” which keeps the comfort level to the optimum and keeps the skin from chafing.

Ghamen says,  with Muslims infesting every country on earth, “I don’t know why no other sports brand has done this before.”

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SHOCKING PHOTOS of woman passenger who was savagely beaten, strangled, raped, and nearly thrown overboard by an Indonesian crew member on Holland America Cruise Ship

NOTE TO POTENTIAL CRUISE PASSENGERS: Find out if the cruise line you are considering employs large numbers of staff from a Muslim country like Indonesia. Many do, and should be avoided.

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Ketut Pujayasa, Muslim savage

METRO UK  (h/t Kevin C) A passenger on board a cruise ship who was beaten, raped and almost thrown overboard by one of the crew members, is suing the cruise company. The victim is suing Holland America after it was determined that her attacker, Ketut Pujayasa, used a master key to enter the woman’s cabin and hide on her balcony until she returned.

During the attack, which lasted over an hour, Pujayasa beat the woman with blunt objects including a laptop, strangled her, raped her, and even attempted to throw her over the side of the vessel.

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The 31-year-old woman’s screams for help were heard by other passengers, who reported them to the ship’s staff members. However security reportedly took 45 minutes to respond, and even then were unable to enter the victim’s room.

THE VICTIM suffered a deep laceration to her left cheek, skull fracture and a wound to the back of the head which required staples.  According to the lawsuit: ‘He [Pujayasa] beat her head and face so hard that she experienced shifting of her teeth. All of the trauma to her head produced a traumatic brain injury.’ 

She suffered bites to the hands which left marks; a spinal fracture, swelling, bruising and lacerations to the face, scalp, head, neck, back, front of torso, arms, and legs and abrasions on both arms.

Cord marks were left on her neck from being repeatedly strangled. She has suffered a long-term brain injury due to being beaten about the head and having her oxygen supply cut off with repeated strangulation. 

Pujayasa, a 29-year-old  employee originally from Indonesia, pleaded guilty to the incident which took place on Valentine’s Day last year, and was sentenced to 30 years in prison.

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Now the married victim is suing the cruise company for negligence. Her attorney John H Hickey told MailOnline the company were ‘grossly negligence’ for allowing Pujayasa to have a key which accessed all cabins.

He added: ‘To top it off, the cruise line’s system is that when the other passengers dial 911 they get the front desk, not security, and the front desk responds to the scene some 45 minutes to an hour later and does not even have access to the cabin?’ ‘If this is not the definition of outrageous, I don’t know what is.’

In a statement Holland America said: ‘It is our highest priority to ensure the safety and security of our guests.” ‘We do strongly refute the statement that emergency calls to our staff related to this situation were given anything but the highest priority.’

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SAUDI ARABIA: Burqa-clad woman kicked out of shopping mall for indecent exposure of her bare hands

Video footage of the incident, which took place at Barzan Mall in the northwestern city of Hail, shows a bearded man wearing a red headrag and a dress shouting at the woman and demanding she leave.

UK Daily Mail (h/t John H)  The man is understood to be a member of Saudi’s police force – known as the Commission for the Promotion of Virtue and Prevention of Vice – which is notorious for imposing the country’s strict interpretation of Islamic law. The bearded police officer shouts at her and demands she cover her exposed hands. ‘Walk away… don’t say a word… Put on some gloves,’ he demands, as he refuses to let the woman enter a shop. Saudi women are required to cover themselves from head to toe whenever they set foot outside their home.

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RECRUITED BY THE ENEMY: “I went undercover as an ISIS jihadi girlfriend”

It was 10 o’clock on a Friday night in spring 2014 and I was sitting on the sofa in my one-bed Paris apartment when I received a message from a French terrorist based in Syria: “Salaam alaikum, sister. I see you watched my video. It’s gone viral – crazy! Are you Muslim? What do you think about mujahideen?”

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The Guardian (h/t RF) A journalist, I had been writing about European jihadis in Islamic State for about a year. I created a social media account, using the name Mélodie, to investigate why European teenagers were attracted to Islamic extremism. I spent hours scanning feeds filled with descriptions of gruesome plans. I had spent that night on my couch, flicking from account to account, when I came across a video of a French jihadi who looked about 35. He wore military fatigues and called himself Abu Bilel. He claimed to be in Syria.

I would later learn that he had spent the past 15 years waging jihad all over the world. But for the moment, I knew nothing of the bellicose man on my screen, proudly unveiling the contents of his SUV glove box: a thick stack of Syrian pounds, candy, a knife. He removed his reflective Ray-Bans, revealing darkly lined, black eyes. I knew that Afghan soldiers wore kohl around their eyes. Still, seeing a terrorist with eyes made up like my own was surprising. He was good-looking. He spoke perfect French, with what to me sounded like a very slight Algerian accent. He smiled broadly as he beckoned viewers and called for hijrah: leaving a land of unbelievers to join an Islamist country.

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I usually kept a low profile on my account. I didn’t preach; I simply posted links to articles or videos such as this one. My profile picture was a cartoon image of Princess Jasmine from the Disney movie Aladdin. I tended to change my profile location depending on what story I was working on. Now I claimed to be in Toulouse. I shared the video. Soon afterwards, my computer alerted me to three messages sent to Mélodie’s private inbox from Abu Bilel. “Last question,” he wrote, “are you thinking about coming to Syria?”

“Walaikum salaam,” I wrote. “I didn’t think a jihadi would talk to me. Don’t you have better things to do? LOL.” In reply to his question about mujahideen, I wrote: “I’m not prejudiced against fighters. Anyway, it depends on the person.”

I also told him I had converted to Islam, but didn’t offer any details. I deliberately included spelling mistakes, and tried to use teen vocabulary. I waited for his reply with a knot in my stomach. This seemed too big to be true. I had interviewed mujahideen before, but never anyone over 20, and never anyone who expressed anything beyond the official propaganda.

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“Of course I have a lot of things to do! But here it’s 11 o’clock at night and the fighters are finished for the day. Do you have any questions about the video you shared? I can tell you about everything going on in Syria – the only real truth: Allah’s truth. We should talk over Skype. I’ll give you my username.”

Skype was out of the question. I suggested we talk another time. Bilel understood; he’d make himself available for Mélodie tomorrow. “You converted, so… you should get ready for your hijrah. I’ll take care of you, Mélodie.”

Bilel knew nothing about this girl and already he was asking her to join him. I was disgusted. Going after a girl like Mélodie was so easy: I’d met a thousand girls like her, with limited education and guidance. They were vulnerable.

Several Western girls recruited by ISIS

Several Western girls recruited by ISIS

I wanted to understand how European children were falling for this propaganda, and to grasp the mindset of soldiers who spent their days torturing, stealing, raping, killing, and their nights staring into their computers and bragging. Perhaps this man would give me an insight. For now, however, it was getting late, and my boyfriend, Milan, was due to come round. I called to tell him I wanted to spend the night at his apartment instead. I didn’t tell him how I’d spent the evening, only that I wanted to sleep next to him.

That Monday, I rushed to the magazine where I often do freelance work, eager to discuss my lead with one of the editors. I had forwarded him the video of Bilel showing off the contents of his car. He was stunned by how easily contact had been established. He agreed that this was an opportunity, but reminded me that pursuing this could be dangerous. He assigned me a photographer, André. We’d worked together for years and we made a good team. I would agree to Bilel’s request to meet over Skype, and André would take pictures.

I needed to look 10 years younger, find a veil, and somehow slip into the skin of a 20-year-old woman. Another editor, a former reporter who would also be supervising my investigation, lent me a hijab and a black dress – a kind of djellaba. I was glad to wear the veil. The idea of a terrorist becoming familiar with my face didn’t thrill me, especially not when he might return to France, his home country, at any moment.

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André arrived at my apartment around 6pm. It was one hour later in Syria. That gave us time to prepare before Bilel came online. We looked for the best angle from which to take pictures of the computer screen and keep me as indistinct as possible. We had strict orders to prioritise our safety above all else.

I pulled Mélodie’s floor-length djellaba over my jeans and sweater. When I returned to the living room, André burst out laughing. “It’s supposed to cover more of your forehead,” he said, mocking me. He helped me readjust the hijab so it covered every strand of hair and showed only the oval of the face. I removed my rings and covered the tattoo on my wrist with foundation. Bilel was already logged on to Facebook and waiting for Mélodie.

“Are you there?” he asked impatiently.

“Are we meeting on Skype?”

“Mélodie?”

“Hello? LOL.”

“Mélodie???…”

“Sorry: salaam alaikum… :) You there???”

It was time. I sat cross-legged on my sofa. It had a high back, which hid most of my apartment and any distinctive features from the camera. André had also removed a photograph from the wall. He positioned himself in a blind spot behind the sofa. My smartphone was already recording, and I had another prepaid phone, which would be Mélodie’s. I’d also created a new Skype account in her name. From a YouTube video, I’d worked out how to scramble the IP address.

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The Skype ringtone sounded like a church bell. I took a moment to breathe, then I clicked the button, and there he was. Bilel stared at Mélodie. His eyes were still accentuated with dark liner. He appeared to be Skyping from his car, using a smartphone. He looked clean, even well-groomed. He was a proud man, his shoulders pulled back and his chin thrust forward, but I sensed he was nervous. After what felt like an eternity, he finally broke the silence: “Salaam alaikum, my sister.”

I made my voice as tiny, sweet and bright as I could, considering I’d smoked like a chimney for 15 years. And I smiled. “It’s crazy to be talking to a mujahid in Syria,” Mélodie said, impressed. “It’s like you have easier access to the internet than I do in Toulouse! I share the computer with my sister, and my mum takes it away from us a lot. Even your phone is newer than mine.” I was giving Mélodie a plausible excuse for future unavailability. She lived with her family, she couldn’t always honour her engagements.

“Syria is amazing,” Bilel said. “We have everything here. Masha’Allah, you have to believe me: it’s paradise! A lot of women fantasise about us; we’re Allah’s warriors,” he said.

Austrian girls recruited by ISIS

Austrian girls recruited by ISIS

“But every day people die in your paradise…”

“That’s true, and every day I fight to stop the killing. Here the enemy is the devil. You have no idea. The enemy steals from and kills poor Syrians. He rapes women, too. He’s attacking us, and we’re defending peace.”

“Is the enemy the president of Syria?”

“Among others. We have many adversaries.”

In addition to Bashar al-Assad’s regime, he mentioned the al-Nusra Front (an armed branch of al-Qaida), Syrians and all those he considered infidels. “Tell me,” Bilel said, “do you wear your hijab every day?”

Mélodie recited what I’d heard from the girls I’d met during my research who had secretly converted to Islam. “I dress normally in the morning. I say goodbye to my mum, and when I’m outside the house, I put on my djellaba and my veil.”

“Good. I’m proud of you. What you’re doing is really brave. You have a beautiful soul. And you’re very pretty on the outside, too.”

Bilel peered lecherously at Mélodie. She asked him to show her his surroundings. He claimed to be near Aleppo. In reality, he was probably several miles from the Isis stronghold of Raqqa.

He got out of his car and his smartphone showed images of a devastated Syria. Not a person in sight. It was about 9pm there, and it was absolutely silent. Suddenly, men’s thick voices broke the silence.

“Don’t say anything!” Bilel ordered. “I don’t want anyone to see or hear you! You’re my jewel; you’re pure. OK? Do you understand?”

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You will come to Syria and marry me

Mélodie said she understood. I listened to the conversation. I was able to distinguish the voices of two other men. They greeted each other in Arabic, then French, which sounded like their mother tongue. They laughed, congratulating themselves for having “slaughtered them”.

“Salaam alaikum. What’s up?” one man asked. “Are you putting in overtime or something?”

“I’m on the lookout, brother, lookout duty … nothing special. Nothing happening here. This area is all cleared out. You know that.”

The dried blood I could see on the concrete was evidence of a recent attack. Isis’s black flags with white insignia floated in the distance. I listened to Bilel talk about a variety of issues, including his impatience for the arrival of his “American cargo” and “chocolate bars”.

The other men were quick to congratulate Bilel. The exchange was short, but their way of addressing him suggested he was higher in the ranks than they were. A minute later, he said goodbye to his fellow fighters and spoke into the phone, worried Mélodie might have hung up: “Oh, you’re still there! And just as beautiful.”

An unidentified Bosnian Muslim woman married to one of six men detained at an immigration center cries during a protest in Sarajevo, Bosnia, Saturday, March 12, 2011. More than a hundred protesters gathered to demand that authorities either try or release six Muslim men held at an immigration center for allegedly being a threat to national security. Six people who are originally from Tunisia, Syria, Morocco, Afghanistan and Algeria have lived in Bosnia for decades and have married Bosnian women, but were striped off their Bosnian citizenship following the Sept. 11 attacks. (AP Photo/Amel Emric)

I quizzed him about where he was and what he had done. “You ask too many questions,” he said. “Tell me about you! What guided you to Allah’s path?”

I was dying for a cigarette. I hadn’t had time to invent a history for Mélodie. I stammered, “One of my cousins was Muslim, and I was fascinated by the inner peace that his religion gave him.”

“Does he know you want to come to al-Sham?”

Bilel assumed that everything had been decided. For him, Mélodie would soon arrive in Syria. “I’m not sure that I want to go,” I said.

“Listen, Mélodie, among other things, it’s my job to recruit people, and I’m really good at my job. You can trust me. You’ll be really well taken care of here. You’ll be important. And if you agree to marry me, I’ll treat you like a queen.”

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I logged off Skype as a kind of survival reflex. Pulling the hijab down to my neck, I turned towards André, who looked dumbfounded. We stared at each other. How was I to respond? André suggested explaining that Mélodie didn’t want to arrive in Syria alone – if she decided to go at all. André held out a cigarette and I took a drag. Bilel was calling again. I disabled the video connection. Bilel could continue his conversation with Mélodie, but he wouldn’t be able to see her. It felt as if his face had invaded every corner of the room, and I didn’t want to see it any more.

“My friend Yasmine is Muslim,” I said, changing the subject, “and she complains about not being able to practise her religion in Toulouse. I could invite her to come with me, but I’m not sure if she’s allowed, since she’s a minor.”

“Of course she can come!”

“She’s only 15.”

“I fight for sharia law every day. Here, women are supposed to get married when they turn 14. If Yasmine comes, I’ll find her a good man.”

Yasmine didn’t exist, but I wondered how many real Yasmines were being lured at that very moment by men like Bilel. “Bilel, I have to hang up. My mum is getting home.”

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“I’ll be here tomorrow, after the fighting, at seven. Inshallah … Good night, my baby.”

I logged off. André and I were both surprised at how rapidly everything had unfolded.

Every morning that week, I awoke to find several affectionate messages from Bilel, all beginning with “my baby”. I received more from him than from my boyfriend. Over the next few weeks, Abu Bilel became a full-time job. During the day, I fact-checked his claims at the office. At night, my avatar took over, conversing with him over Skype and coaxing out new information, verifying it by tracking the latest battles online.

I wasted a lot of time playing along with Bilel’s game of seduction in order to gain his trust. By now, I had a good sense of the ways he recruited young Muslims, but wanted to know more about how Isis worked. My cover prevented me from asking direct questions, but I used Mélodie’s “fascination” with the cause to probe him for details. Sometimes, I was so shocked by Bilel’s words that I had to disconnect, but as I grew accustomed to these exchanges, that became less necessary. As we spoke more and more, I felt as if Mélodie became closer to Bilel, who spoke of their “marriage”. No one could understand the level of stress that this double life demanded.

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I carried Melodie’s outfit and phone with me at all times, in case a message came through and I needed to speak to Bilel. I even found myself in a bikini by a swimming pool, talking to Bilel on the phone as Mélodie, and reassuring him I was surrounded by women and was covered up. He badgered Mélodie every day on Skype and Facebook. At one point he was without internet access, and instead sent a tender text message at 6am every morning: “Have a good day, baby. Think of me. I miss you.” My friends and co-workers started asking if I was getting too involved. My boyfriend didn’t want to know too much, but when he came home and found me in Mélodie’s garb, on Skype to Bilel, I began to feel as if I was having an affair. Milan wanted me to be safe, but he didn’t want to know any more details, unless I had to travel. And that suited me.

Meanwhile, Mélodie’s list of virtual friends grew. Her recent posts on Facebook calling for “humanitarian” jihad elicited new friend requests and private messages. Girls began asking Mélodie for advice on the safest route to al-Sham. There were strange questions: “Should I bring a lot of sanitary pads, or can I find them there?” “Will I be able to find thong underwear there?” I didn’t want to reply, but where I felt girls were planning imminent departure, I discouraged them.

British girl recruited by ISIS

British girl recruited by ISIS

It had been nearly a month. André feared that the longer we let Mélodie exist, the more I was at risk. “Until we put an end to this,” he said, “you’re always going to want more information.” I agreed with him. Of course, I hated Bilel and everything he stood for. I wanted him out of my life; but it was hard to stop, because I felt the story was so strong. I’d put so much of myself into it that I knew my curiosity had become unhealthy.

Together with my editors, I planned the investigation’s denouement. I had told Bilel that Yasmine and I would meet him in Syria. He gave me instructions: we should go to Amsterdam and then on to Istanbul, where we would pick up a prepaid phone. Once Mélodie had made contact with Bilel there, he would send details.

I really was going, but a photographer – not Yasmine – would accompany me. Bilel had told me an older woman was to meet us there. Our photographer would capture her on film. We would continue on to Kilis, a Turkish city near the Syrian border. The story would end there, with a photograph of Mélodie, from behind, looking out at the border. We were finally wrapping this up. At least, that’s what I thought.

A few days later, I was in a stuffy hotel room in Amsterdam with Charly, another photographer. A video call from Bilel came in. “Salaam alaikum, my darling, are you really in Amsterdam? I can’t believe it. You’ll be here soon. I’m the happiest man on Earth. I love you, my wife.”

3 british teens turned ISIS brides

3 british teens turned ISIS brides

I’d never seen him look so happy. Bilel was alone in an internet cafe.

“Yes, sweetheart, I’m here with Yasmine. We’re flying to Istanbul tomorrow. But we have to be careful; it’s not safe here. Tell me what to do.”

As usual, Bilel was only half listening. “You’re so pretty!” he said. “Tell me about your trip. How did you pay for your tickets?”

“I stole my mum’s debit card and bought two tickets online. We brought our passports, and here we are … Can we talk about tomorrow? Yasmine is a little stressed out and she’d feel a lot better if she knew what was going to happen next.”

“Oh, OK. Let me explain. When you arrive in Istanbul, you need to buy another phone. Throw away the one you got in Amsterdam. And be sure to pay in cash, not with your mum’s card. Otherwise, the cops will be able to trace you.”

“OK. Where will the contact be waiting?”

“Actually, nobody will be there to meet you. You’ll need to buy two tickets for a flight across the country; driving would take too long.”

“What do you mean, nobody will be there when we arrive? You promised!”

This wasn’t the plan.

“I know, but it’ll be OK. You’re a big girl, aren’t you, my wife? Dozens of Europeans make this trip every week. You can do this, my lioness.”

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“But that wasn’t the plan, Bilel,” I said, my voice frayed with genuine anxiety. “We’ve gone over this many times. You were adamant – as was I – that a woman would come to meet us. You told me we would be safe. How many times have you told me nothing is more important than my safety?”

“Listen to me,” he said, his tone hardening. “You’re going to shut up for a minute and let me speak. It’ll be a snap. When you arrive at the airport in Istanbul, buy two one-way tickets for Urfa.”

Urfa? Going there was suicide. Isis was active there.

“I think you’re being unreasonably hard on me,” Mélodie said. “All I ask is that you respect what you’ve been promising me … At the first sign of difficulty, you abandon me. That’s just great.”

Bilel’s tone changed. I’d never seen him like this before. “Do you think I’m an idiot? From now on, you’re going to shut up. I’m part of a terrorist organisation. You can’t talk to me like that. Don’t you know who I am? I command 100 soldiers every day. I haven’t even told you a quarter of the truth. I’m wanted internationally; that’s why I can’t even go to our cities in Turkey. I can only travel to Iraq. I’m 38, and you and your friend can’t bring me down. You’d better tread lightly.”

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The conversation came to an abrupt end. I tore off the hijab and rose to my feet. I called my editor-in-chief and explained. She told me that the story had to end here. Urfa was too big a risk. Two French journalists sent to the region by a radio station had just been freed after 10 months of captivity at the hands of Isis. The next morning, we flew home.

Mélodie sent Bilel a Skype message from the airport, informing him that a “strange” man had questioned the girls. Yasmine and Mélodie felt they were being watched, and had decided to return to France. Mélodie would make the trip alone, but for now she didn’t want to endanger her man or his brigade. She would lie low for a while in Toulouse. Given the situation, that was the best solution for everyone.

Back at home, my editors were realising just how much information I had: Bilel had revealed many details about the structure of Isis, and the way new recruits were treated. I began writing. They delayed publication while we got legal advice.

I hadn’t checked Mélodie’s accounts for 24 hours. I plugged in all my devices. The Dutch phone had been bombarded with messages. One line stood out: “Where are you, you little bitch? I swear to Allah, you’re going to pay!”

3 British teens recruited by ISIS

Enough. I deactivated my avatar’s virtual existence, keeping only her Skype profile. Mélodie sent a final message, apologising, so that her sudden disappearance wouldn’t arouse suspicion.

I had no intention of getting back in touch with him, but I hoped to curb his anger. The more Mélodie showed remorse, the easier it would be for Bilel to move on. After all, he had more important things to do. Isis was preparing its assault on Iraq. Almost two months to the day, it would seize Mosul, Iraq’s second-biggest city.

A week later, the magazine sent my article to press, under a pseudonym. For me, though, that was only the beginning. The authorities, fearing the terrorists could trace my address and my identity, have twice asked me to change my phone number. I don’t live in my apartment any more. For my safety, I can no longer report on Isis and its networks. Drastic safety measures have been implemented at my workplaces.

The authorities asked me to keep Mélodie’s Skype account open for ongoing investigations, and to keep an eye on threats toward me. I don’t check it very often. Sometimes, when I do, I’m greeted by terrifying messages. They started when someone claiming to be Bilel’s wife began sending intimidating monologues filled with insults.

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I stopped counting the number of statements I’ve given to various branches of the police when it reached 254. An anti-terrorist judge asked to hear my testimony after my real identity started appearing in a number of their files. At one point, news came that Bilel had been killed, but today, multiple branches of the police have classified him as alive.

They have a thick file on him. He’d committed a number of crimes in France before leaving for Syria, from theft to armed robbery. In 2003, he became an active jihadi, in the battle against the US invasion of Iraq. That’s when he met Isis leader Abu Bakr al-Baghdadi, to whom he remained close. Between 2009 and 2013, after long trips to Afghanistan, Pakistan and Libya (at the moment of Gaddafi’s fall), he returned home to Roubaix in France without anybody’s knowledge. He reappeared on the radar in late 2013, when he was spotted in Turkey. He has three wives, aged 20, 28 and 39. They’re all with him in Syria. He is the father of at least three boys under the age of 13. The two eldest are already fighting on the front in Syria.

Recently, a journalist friend called to tell me he’d learned from a reliable source that there was a fatwa against me. I spent hours searching the web. After a while, I found a video about me. It shows me wearing Mélodie’s veil on my couch. There’s no audio, but it does include cartoon characters of a devil and French and Arabic subtitles. I’ve seen the video only once, but I remember every word. I don’t think I’ll ever watch it again.

 

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Islamic State (ISIS): “We thank Allah for allowing us to rape non-Muslim women with impunity”

In its latest online magazine issue, the Islamic State (ISIS) defends ‘Rape Jihad’ by citing the history and doctrines of Islam in which Mohammed and his followers enslaved and raped non-Muslim women. ISIS claims correctly to be following in his footsteps.

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Allah has opened the lands for His awliyā’, so they entered and dispersed within the lands,killing the fighters of the kuffār (non-Muslims), capturing their women, and enslaving their children. 

I write this while the letters drip of pride. Yes, O religions of kufr (non-Muslims) altogether, we have indeed raided and captured the kāfirah women, and drove them like sheep by the edge of the sword.

I and those with me at home prostrated to Allah in gratitude on the day the first slave-girl entered our home.

Finally a religion that rapists can really get behind. ISIS bluntly spells out its objectives. The destruction of non-Muslims.

It is Caliphate with everything it contains of honor and pride for the Muslim and humiliation and degradation for the kāfir (non-Muslim).

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This was in fact the usual way of life for non-Muslims in the Muslim world until European invasions temporarily liberated minorities, many of whom fled the region. That’s why so many Christian Lebanese and Syrians ended up in America in the 20th century and so many Algerian and Moroccan Jews ended up in France.

ISIS cites extensive Islamic precedents for its Rape Jihad.

“Mohammed would kill their men and enslave their children and women. The raids of the beloved Prophet convey this to us.”

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He probably wasn’t beloved by the women he raped, but that’s another story. And then ISIS suggests it’s not a fan of Michelle Obama.

 “Leave us alone with your burping and wait for a Khilāfah that Obama comes to you with… And who knows, maybe Michelle Obama’s price won’t even exceed a third of a dīnār, and a third of a dīnār is too much for her!”

Well obviously. She’s not a terrified 12-year-old Kurdish or Yazidi girl so she won’t command a large price. ISIS, like Mohammed, prefers their women under 12 years old.

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