“Somali girl ‘pleaded for mercy’ before Islamists stoned her to death for being raped,” by David Williams in the Daily Mail, November 5 (thanks to Elisa):
A girl of 13 begged for mercy moments before a mob buried her up to her shoulders and stoned her to death, it was claimed yesterday.
The Somalian youngster is said to have pleaded ‘Don’t kill me, don’t kill me’ before her horrific execution in front of a 1,000-strong crowd.
A boy is thought to have been shot dead amid the appalling scenes inside a football stadium in Kismayu, a rebel-held port.
According to Amnesty International, the girl was 13 and had been raped by three men.
Officials say she was 23 and had confessed adultery before an Islamic court.
The stoning, which took place on October 28, is the first public killing in war-torn Somalia for two years.
Convicting a girl of 13 for adultery would be illegal under sharia law but the authorities said she had lied about her age. Print and radio journalists who were allowed to attend the execution put her age at 23.
Amnesty and Unicef, the UN children’s agency, said that the girl, identified as Aisha Ibrahim Duhulow, was raped while travelling to see a relative in Mogadishu, the Somalian capital.
Her family is said to have tried to report the crime to the militia who control Kismayu, only for Aisha to be arrested and accused of adultery. None of the men she accused of rape was detained.
David Copeman, Amnesty’s Somalia campaigner, said: ‘This was not justice, nor was it an execution. This child suffered an horrendous death at the behest of the armed opposition groups who currently control Kismayu.
‘This killing is yet another human rights abuse committed by the combatants in Somalia and again demonstrates the importance of international action to investigate and document such abuses, through an international commission of inquiry.’
Amnesty said partway through the stoning nurses checked whether Aisha was still alive. They pulled her body out of the ground to ascertain she was still breathing before the stoning continued.
A Unicef statement said: ‘She sought protection from the authorities, who then accused her of adultery and sentenced her to death.
‘A child was victimised twice – first by the perpetrators of the rape and then by those responsible for administering justice.’…
A witness told the BBC the woman had begged for her life and had been crying as she was forced into the hole in the ground.
He said the girl had asked the Islamic administration in Kismayo: ‘What do you want from me?’
They replied : ‘We will do what Allah has instructed us.’
She said: ‘I’m not going, I’m not going. Don’t kill me, don’t kill me.’
The witness added: ‘A few minutes later more than 50 men tried to stone her.’
He said no one tried to stop the Islamist officials, who were armed.
Let’s hear from Oriana Fallaci, in the Rage and the Pride.
First, her call to arms, her warning to the peoples of the free non-Muslim world:
“I say: “Wake up, people. Wake up!!” Intimidated as you are by your fear of going against the current—that is, appearing racist (a word which is entirely inapt as we are speaking not about a race but about a religion)—you don’t understand or don’t want to understand that a reverse–Crusade is in progress.
“Accustomed as you are to the double–cross, blinded as you are by myopia, you don’t understand or don’t want to understand that a war of religion is in progress. Desired and declared by a fringe of that religion, perhaps, but a war of religion nonetheless. A war which they call Jihad. Holy War.
“A war that might not seek to conquer our territory, but that certainly seeks to conquer our souls.
“That seeks the disappearance of our freedom and our civilization.
“That seeks to annihilate our way of living and dying, our way of praying or not praying, our way of eating and drinking and dressing and entertaining and informing ourselves.
“You don’t understand or don’t want to understand that if we don’t oppose them, if we don’t defend ourselves, if we don’t fight, the Jihad will win.
“And it will destroy the world that for better or worse we’ve managed to build, to change, to improve, to render a little more intelligent, that is to say, less bigoted—or even not bigoted at all.
“And with that it will destroy our culture, our art, our science, our morals, our values, our pleasures…
“Christ! Don’t you realize that the Osama Bin Ladens feel authorized to kill you and your children because you drink wine or beer,
“because you don’t wear your beard long or a chador,
” because you go to the theater or the movies, because you listen to music and sing pop songs,
“because you dance in discos or at home, because you watch TV, wear miniskirts or short–shorts,
“because you go naked or half naked to the beach or the pool, because you fuck when you want and where you want and who you want?
“Don’t you even care about that, you fools? I am an atheist, thank God. And I have no intention of letting myself be killed for it.”…
And then, a propos this ghastly story from Somalia, Fallaci’s description of Muslims conducting a sharia execution in Bangladesh:
…”To make you cry I’ll tell you about the twelve young impure men I saw executed at Dacca at the end of the Bangladesh war.
” They executed them on the field of Dacca stadium, with bayonet blows to the torso or abdomen, in the presence of twenty thousand faithful who applauded in the name of God from the bleachers. They thundered “Allah akbar, Allah akbar.”
“Yes, I know: the ancient Romans, those ancient Romans of whom my culture is so proud, entertained themselves in the Coliseum by watching the deaths of Christians fed to the lions.
” I know, I know: in every country of Europe the Christians, those Christians whose contribution to the History of Thought I recognize despite my atheism, entertained themselves by watching the burning of heretics.
“But a lot of time has passed since then, we have become a little more civilized, and even the sons of Allah ought to have figured out by now that certain things are just not done.
“After the twelve impure young men they killed a little boy who had thrown himself at the executioners to save his brother who had been condemned to death.
“They smashed his head with their combat boots.
” And if you don’t believe it, well, reread my report or the reports of the French and German journalists who, horrified as I was, were there with me.
“Or better: look at the photographs that one of them took.
” Anyway this isn’t even what I want to underline.
” It’s that, at the conclusion of the slaughter, the twenty thousand faithful (many of whom were women) left the bleachers and went down on the field.
” Not as a disorganized mob, no. In an orderly manner, with solemnity.
“They slowly formed a line and, again in the name of God, walked over the cadavers.
“All the while thundering Allah–akbar, Allah–akbar. They destroyed them like the Twin Towers of New York. They reduced them to a bleeding carpet of smashed bones.”