Wednesday, August 26, 2009
'Blind Eye To Child Sex Tourists'
A charity has accused the Government of turning a blind eye to paedophiles who abuse children abroad.
'Sex tourist' Gary Glitter listens to a guilty verdict in a Vietnam court
While Britain's laws against child abuse are tough, many sex offenders are travelling to Eastern Europe, North Africa, the Sub Continent and the Far East to take advantage of poverty, desperation and corruption.
A report by ECPAT UK claims the British Government is failing to prevent child sex tourism.
While Britain has prosecuted only five sex offenders for child sexual abuse abroad since 1997, the USA has prosecuted more than 50 - and Australia has prosecuted more than 25.
ECPAT UK director Christine Beddoe
Many paedophiles volunteer to work in orphanages or as teachers.
In 1998, a British teacher working with children in Thailand was sentenced to 33 years for abusing boys.
His sentence was cut and he was deported back to the UK in 2001.
Since then he has taken up various teaching posts in developing countries and is now working in China teaching children as young as five.
ECPAT UK is calling for an urgent shake up in the way the UK deals with British nationals who have been prosecuted aboard for child sex offences.
The charity wants them brought back to the UK and risk assessed.
A new law came into force last month which means those who commit offences against children abroad face prosecution here - even if the offence isn't illegal in the country it was committed.
A Home Office spokesperson said: "From the autumn, we also intend to make registered sex offenders notify the police of any travel abroad.
Govt to clamp down on sex tourists
"We also recently signed the Council of Europe's Convention on the Protection of Children from Sexual Exploitation and Abuse which sets standards to ensure that countries criminalise the sexual exploitation and abuse of children and adopt similar standards of investigation.
"We will also take any further action that is necessary, and believe these changes that we have made will see the number of sex offenders' prosecuted increase."
When ex-pop singer and convicted child sex abuser Gary Glitter is released from jail in Vietnam, he will be flown back to Britain immediately.
On arrival, he will be questioned by police and then go on the sex offenders register.
Zoe Hilton, of NSPCC, said: "It's important he comes back to UK and that he's managed because we know how high risk he is and the risk he will just go to other countries and slip off the radar again, we can't take that risk. He needs to be managed and monitored and supervised."
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Daddy Can you give me 10$ ?
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5 year old son waiting for him at the door.
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
"Oh, " the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
The father was furious. "If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now... Can I buy an hour of your time?"
"Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.
"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"
"That's none of your business! What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.
"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.
"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."
"Oh, " the little boy replied, head bowed. Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"
The father was furious. "If the only reason you want to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money. After an hour or so , the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. May be there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door. "Are you asleep son?" he asked.
"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.
"I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier," said the man. "It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."
The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy!" he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man.
"Why did you want more money if you already had some?" the father grumbled.
"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied. "Daddy, I have $20.00 now... Can I buy an hour of your time?"
Sunday, July 22, 2007
Friday, July 20, 2007
Sunday, July 15, 2007
***OPERATION DEATH ***
It was early in the morning at four.
When death knocked upon a bedroom door.
"Who is there?" the sleeping one cried.
"I'm Izrael, let me inside."
At once, the man began to shiver,
as one sweating in deadly fever, he
shouted to his sleeping wife,
"Don't let him take away my life."
"Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone, I'm not ready yet.
My family on me depend, give me a chance,
O please prepense!"
The Angel knocked again and again,
"Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
'It is your soul Allah require,
I come not with my own desire.
Bewildered, the man began to cry,
"O Angel! I'm so afraid to die
I'll give you gold and be your slave,
don't send me to the unlit grave."
"Let me in, O Friend!" the Angel said,
"Open the door, get up from your bed.
If you do not allow me in,
I will walk through it, like a Jinn."
The man held a gun in his right hand,
ready to defy the Angel's stand,
"I'll point my gun, towards your head.
You dare come in, I'll shoot you dead."
By now, the Angel was in the room,
Saying, "O Friend! prepare for your doom.
Foolish man, Angels never die,
Put down your gun and do not sigh."
"Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
to die according to Allah's plan?
Come, smile at me, do not be grim,
be happy to return to Him."
"O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take Allah's name.
From morn till dusk I made my wealth,
not even caring for my health."
"Allah's commands I never obeyed
nor five times a day I ever prayed.
A Ramadan came and Ramadan went but
no time had I to repent."
"The Haj was already fard on me
But I would not part with my money.
All charities I did ignore taking usury more and more."
"Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine
with flirting women I sat to dine.
O Angel! I appeal to you spare my life for a year or two."
"The Laws of Qur'an I will obey,
I'll begin Salat this very day.
My Fast and Haj, I will complete,
and keep away from self conceit."
"I will refrain from usury,
and give all my wealth to charity, wine
and wenches I will detest,
Allah's oneness I will attest."
"We Angels do what Allah demands,
we cannot go against His commands.
Death is ordained for everyone,
father, mother, daughter or son."
"I'm afraid, this moment is your last,
now be reminded, of your past.
I do understand your fears
but it is now too late for tears."
"You lived in this world, two score and more,
Never did you, your people adore.
Your parents, you did not obey,
hungry beggars, you turned away."
"Your two ill-gotten, female offsprings,
in night-clubs, for livelihood they sing.
Instead of making more Muslims,
you made your children non-Muslims."
"You ignored the Mu'athin's Athaan,
nor did you read the Holy Qur'an.
Breaking promises all your life,
backbiting friends, and causing strife."
"From hoarded goods, great profits
you made, and your poor workers,
you underpaid.
Horses and cards were your leisure,
money-making was your pleasure."
"You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
with the very sick, you never sat.
A pint of blood you never gave,
which could a little baby save."
"O human, you have done enough wrong,
you bought good properties for a song.
When the farmers appealed to you,
you did not have mercy, 'tis true."
"Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
There's no time for you to repent,
I'll take your soul for which I'm sent."
The ending, however, is very sad.
Eventually the man became mad.
With a cry, he jumped out of bed.
And suddenly, he fell down dead.
O Reader! take a moral from here,
you never know, your end may be near.
Change your living and make amends,
for heaven, on your deeds depends.
With du'a
Wassalamu'alaikum wa Rahmatullah wa Barakatuh
====================================
"Life is such a wonderful gift......"
When death knocked upon a bedroom door.
"Who is there?" the sleeping one cried.
"I'm Izrael, let me inside."
At once, the man began to shiver,
as one sweating in deadly fever, he
shouted to his sleeping wife,
"Don't let him take away my life."
"Please go away, O Angel of Death!
Leave me alone, I'm not ready yet.
My family on me depend, give me a chance,
O please prepense!"
The Angel knocked again and again,
"Friend! I'll take your life without a pain,
'It is your soul Allah require,
I come not with my own desire.
Bewildered, the man began to cry,
"O Angel! I'm so afraid to die
I'll give you gold and be your slave,
don't send me to the unlit grave."
"Let me in, O Friend!" the Angel said,
"Open the door, get up from your bed.
If you do not allow me in,
I will walk through it, like a Jinn."
The man held a gun in his right hand,
ready to defy the Angel's stand,
"I'll point my gun, towards your head.
You dare come in, I'll shoot you dead."
By now, the Angel was in the room,
Saying, "O Friend! prepare for your doom.
Foolish man, Angels never die,
Put down your gun and do not sigh."
"Why are you afraid! Tell me O man,
to die according to Allah's plan?
Come, smile at me, do not be grim,
be happy to return to Him."
"O Angel! I bow my head in shame,
I had no time to take Allah's name.
From morn till dusk I made my wealth,
not even caring for my health."
"Allah's commands I never obeyed
nor five times a day I ever prayed.
A Ramadan came and Ramadan went but
no time had I to repent."
"The Haj was already fard on me
But I would not part with my money.
All charities I did ignore taking usury more and more."
"Sometimes I sipped my favorite wine
with flirting women I sat to dine.
O Angel! I appeal to you spare my life for a year or two."
"The Laws of Qur'an I will obey,
I'll begin Salat this very day.
My Fast and Haj, I will complete,
and keep away from self conceit."
"I will refrain from usury,
and give all my wealth to charity, wine
and wenches I will detest,
Allah's oneness I will attest."
"We Angels do what Allah demands,
we cannot go against His commands.
Death is ordained for everyone,
father, mother, daughter or son."
"I'm afraid, this moment is your last,
now be reminded, of your past.
I do understand your fears
but it is now too late for tears."
"You lived in this world, two score and more,
Never did you, your people adore.
Your parents, you did not obey,
hungry beggars, you turned away."
"Your two ill-gotten, female offsprings,
in night-clubs, for livelihood they sing.
Instead of making more Muslims,
you made your children non-Muslims."
"You ignored the Mu'athin's Athaan,
nor did you read the Holy Qur'an.
Breaking promises all your life,
backbiting friends, and causing strife."
"From hoarded goods, great profits
you made, and your poor workers,
you underpaid.
Horses and cards were your leisure,
money-making was your pleasure."
"You ate vitamins and grew more fat,
with the very sick, you never sat.
A pint of blood you never gave,
which could a little baby save."
"O human, you have done enough wrong,
you bought good properties for a song.
When the farmers appealed to you,
you did not have mercy, 'tis true."
"Paradise for you? I cannot tell,
undoubtedly you will dwell in hell.
There's no time for you to repent,
I'll take your soul for which I'm sent."
The ending, however, is very sad.
Eventually the man became mad.
With a cry, he jumped out of bed.
And suddenly, he fell down dead.
O Reader! take a moral from here,
you never know, your end may be near.
Change your living and make amends,
for heaven, on your deeds depends.
With du'a
Wassalamu'alaikum wa Rahmatullah wa Barakatuh
====================================
"Life is such a wonderful gift......"
Thursday, July 12, 2007
Who I Am !
An Excellent poem about the Muslim Woman.
What do you see
when you look at me
Do you see someone limited,
or someone free
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All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can't see my hair
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Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated
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They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'
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Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
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They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice
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They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged
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All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear
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Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the one up above
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On the day of judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
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Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty
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See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy
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Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind
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Hooded girls are the ones really helping the muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
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I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight
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The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
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We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight
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You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
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So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
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We are the ones that are free and pure
We're free of STD's that have no cure
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So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying 'baby its all good' ;)
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
What do you see
when you look at me
Do you see someone limited,
or someone free
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
All some people can do is just look and stare
Simply because they can't see my hair
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Others think I am controlled and uneducated
They think that I am limited and un-liberated
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
They are so thankful that they are not me
Because they would like to remain 'free'
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Well free isn't exactly the word I would've used
Describing women who are cheated on and abused
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
They think that I do not have opinions or voice
They think that being hooded isn't my choice
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
They think that the hood makes me look caged
That my husband or dad are totally outraged
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
All they can do is look at me in fear
And in my eye there is a tear
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Not because I have been stared at or made fun of
But because people are ignoring the one up above
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
On the day of judgment they will be the fools
Because they were too ashamed to play by their own rules
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Maybe the guys won't think I am a cutie
But at least I am filled with more inner beauty
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
See I have declined from being a guy's toy
Because I won't let myself be controlled by a boy
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Real men are able to appreciate my mind
And aren't busy looking at my behind
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
Hooded girls are the ones really helping the muslim cause
The role that we play definitely deserves applause
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
I will be recognized because I am smart and bright
And because some people are inspired by my sight
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
The smart ones are attracted by my tranquility
In the back of their mind they wish they were me
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
We have the strength to do what we think is right
Even if it means putting up a life long fight
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
You see we are not controlled by a mini skirt and tight shirt
We are given only respect, and never treated like dirt
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
So you see, we are the ones that are free and liberated
We are not the ones that are sexually terrorized and violated
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
We are the ones that are free and pure
We're free of STD's that have no cure
<=><=><=><=><=><=><=><=>
So when people ask you how you feel about the hood
Just sum it up by saying 'baby its all good' ;)
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