A United Nations envoy has arrived in Turkey to investigate a reported surge in the number of young women committing suicide.Mark Alexander
Yakin Erturk, the UN special rapporteur on violence against women, travelled yesterday to the eastern Turkish city of Batman to follow up on reports in local media that up to 36 women had killed themselves since the start of the year. This figure is already much higher than the number for the whole of last year.
Many of the women who have died were allegedly the victims of "forced suicides", where husbands or relatives pushed them into killing themselves to cleanse a perceived offence against family honour. UN investigates 'forced suicides' in Turkey by Daniel Howden
Thursday, May 25, 2006
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I'm not sure which I find more offensive, these miserable wretches, or their willing crowd of cheering supporters.
Talk about a metaphor for the ages, one could not get a better one than that of team sports and their respective supporters.
What kind of parent would do such a thing? They can't have much love for their offspring, can they?
It's incredible that these simple people should feel that they regain their honour by encouraging their children to commit suicide.
Bld:
No I hadn't heard about George Galloway's outburst. Thanks for informing me. What a stupid fellow he is! And a dangerous one to boot!
The enemies of our democracy are indeed manifold. They come from without and within.
"George Galloway's calls in GQ mag, for T.B. to be treated to a big suprise from an iraqi on a suicide mission?"
Just goes to prove you can take a man out of the gutter, but you can't take the gutter out of such a man, lest he raise himself, by his own hand and the exertions of his own mind. Isn't this multiculturalisms true latent dilemma.
JAR:
Just goes to prove you can take a man out of the gutter, but you can't take the gutter out of such a man, lest he raise himself, by his own hand and the exertions of his own mind.
How true!
Gorgeous George has dropped his shield, all burnished and bright, so many times, one wonders, does he suffer from backache, from the constant exhertion of picking the dented piece of scrap up.
Good Lord, where did that h come from. I see I must exercise marshalling my letters. Ho Hum No rest for the weary.
Ding! Ding! alarm bells runing riot around my mind. Of course, why didn't we see this before. It's so obvious duh!
The reason George keeps dropping his shield....It's too heavy for his puny mind to carry the load. Think about it. Has there ever been a man so loaded with an overabundance of the milk of human kindness, well, at least in his own mind. It's expressed at his every utterance, and it is after all, worn on his sleeve.
He worships at the Paragon of Psuedo Compassion Ministries. It all fits...
George, you be but a beast of burden!
(Ohh Ohh how apropriate the security word verification is aaezop...a fable indeed)
bld - you devil. You have painted a picture in my mind's eye straight out of Heironymus Bosch's strange visions. yuck! yuck! spit! spit!
bld how could you do that to me, and at the start of the weekend to boot. I'll have nightmares all weekend. Thanks pal.
j a r, .. the contemplation of high-art never hurt the open mind.
Yes, but sometimes it scares the children.
What a wretched picture you paint George and Cherie. Cherie and George. Well I guess the pigs on the farm analogy fits well enough.
Orwell is vindicated.
Anyway, It wasn't the high art that I objected to. It's the pornographic image that is repulsive. Again... YUCK!
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