I...Agree with the French

[rvg]

Seeing a women wearing a burka terrify me, and I'm dead serious. Does that make it a good reason to ban them?.

The burqa ban essentially penalizes people for minding their own business. That is utterly unacceptable in a free society.

[HoreTore]

An employer won't hire you if you constantly want to wear a burqua.

So, by insisting to constantly be allowed to wear the burqua, you exclude yourself from many job opportunities. Which also addresses HoreTore's point about being able to get an income.

Surprise, surprise:

A lot of employers will hire you, burka or not.

[Fragony]

Call center is a perfect example of a blue sack-friendly employment. Or network administration.

Yeah I guess it possible, face for the radio type of thing, but why would I take one of these shambling sleepingbags over someone who isn't such a miserable excuse for a human being. Ah society, If you can't leave the desert behind you should be herding your goats and loving your wives, or the other way around, or both, even at the same time, but not here but in the desert where you come from. There is no place in this society for these peasants as long as they insist to be the useless parasites they are.

[Tribesman]

someone who isn't such a miserable excuse for a human being.

A lot of people find that racist bigots are miserable excuses for human beings.

[Fragony]

A lot of people find that racist bigots are miserable excuses for human beings.

How do you know it's racist, did you pull of that blue rag and saw what's beneath? What color of the rainbow are they hiding?

[miotas]

Yeah I guess it possible, face for the radio type of thing, but why would I take one of these shambling sleepingbags over someone who isn't such a miserable excuse for a human being. Ah society, If you can't leave the desert behind you should be herding your goats and loving your wives, or the other way around, or both, even at the same time, but not here but in the desert where you come from. There is no place in this society for these peasants as long as they insist to be the useless parasites they are.

A lot of people find that racist bigots are miserable excuses for human beings.

How do you know it's racist, did you pull of that blue rag and saw what's beneath? What color of the rainbow are they hiding?

Well now that I've finally clued into what's going on I feel rather stupid. Fragony is obviously sitting there having a good laugh at all of us who thought he was being serious

EDIT
Seriously though, bad form for dragging the joke on so long when we all thought you were serious

[Tribesman]

Fragony is obviously sitting there having a good laugh at all of us who thought he was being serious

Perhaps you should have become more familiar with Frags views on muslims arabs and immigrants before you wrote that.

[Furunculus]

What the , I am terrified by some people's attitutude in this thread.

i agree, but i don't want any legislation banning acts on discrimination* on the grounds of inability to trust.

* using the dictionary definition of the word.

[Furunculus]

*shrug* business is color blind and deity-neutral.

rubbish, business is whoring yourself out in the most attractive way possible, turning up to a sales meeting looking like an outcast from scooby-doo will win you no orders unless you have something pretty damned special.

hard to build a personal relationship from behind a barrier.

[Furunculus]

The burqa ban essentially penalizes people for minding their own business. That is utterly unacceptable in a free society.

agreed.

[Louis VI the Fat]

The burqa ban essentially penalizes people for minding their own business. That is utterly unacceptable in a free society.

This is France.

In America, there are laws governing public dress codes in public too. Mainly considering being covered up properly. In the privacy of your home, you can do as you please. On Times Square, you will get arrested for wearing nothing but a thong.
In France, there are laws too. You can not wear ostentatious religious symbols in certain places. Public religious display is not protected by freedom of religion. Yes, that sounds weird to Americans. And we for our part think America is a weird theocracy. Such is the nature of cultural differences. Papuans for their part, think we both are really weird.

Freedom of religion in America means that as soon as a person claims 'religion' as the reason for dress or behaviour, he is off the hook. In France, freedom of religion means that the government grants no privilidge to religion over other thought. That is, a Darth Vader suit is not allowed as swimming attire, a burkini is not either. Whereas in America, the latter could probably succesfully claim freedom of religion. That is, the believer in God is granted a governmental privilige over the believer in the force. One man's thoughts are better protected than another one's. That is utterly unacceptable in a free society.

I...agree with the French.

[rvg]

On Times Square, you will get arrested for wearing nothing but a thong.

Tell that to The Naked Cowboy.

[Louis VI the Fat]

Tell that to The Naked Cowboy.

They arrested me!!

[Beskar]

They arrested me!!

You was arrested in Times Square dressed in nothing but a thong?!

But I agree with what Louis said as I said it in my own point too. The reason it is being banned isn't because it is religious where, it is just part on a wider ban and that is the correct way of it being. So for example, while some people in here want to ban burka's because they are symbolic of Islam (boo to them), them being banned due to full cover clothes to health and safety is acceptable.

Death Vader suit or Burka, if it breaks the rules, it breaks the rules.

[Louis VI the Fat]

You was arrested in Times Square dressed in nothing but a thong?!

Long story...

Earlier that afternoon, I was sunbathing in Central Park. Wearing my Papua penis thingy. Then these two girls came up to me. One was blond, the other had red hair. Which looked stunning in the NY sunset. They commented on my book by Camus that I was reading, l’Étranger. It turned out the blond girl was studying French literature at Princeton. The redhead was her friend from Trois-Rivières, a city in Québec. Such good fortune! It always pays to pretend to read interesting books when trying to score chicks.

Anyway, long story short. They were really into me, so I invited them over for dinner. We took a cab to Fifth Avenue. With hindsight, I remember the taxi-driver looking at me funny. But he was a recent Pakistan immigrant, so he probably thought this was normal. And hey, it was NY, so lord knows this was just another load of passangers for him. He must've seen worse on a daily base.

He dropped us off at this great restaurant that I picked out for my girls. I ate there the night before, it served real authentic American food, delicious. What was it called again? Ah yes, Wendy's. Probably the name of the chef cook. Odd that they have female chefs in America.

Darn though, I wasn't allowed in. Now you see, it was one of those nice Indian summers they have over there, so I didn't pack a whole lot of clothes. I went up in my hotel room, and changed to my urban casual wear: a gold coloured thong, with dollar sign print. That I had left over from when I was working in this strip club on the Boulevard de Clichy, in the seedy area around the Moulin Rouge.

When I got down, the driver said the girls had left already. Then I received a text message from them. (No, I won't say where I kept my phone) They already went up to their appartment near Times Square, to prepare the jacuzzi for me. The message concluded: 'Hurry up, Cowboy!'.

So I ran over there. Halfway, I met this huge Texan from San Antonio. At least 246lbs. I wrestled him and managed to take his cowboy hat and boots. Then I proceed to Times Square. As I was waiting for the traffic lights, a group of Japanese women started cheering. I danced and paraded around for them a bit. A big succes! Soon, tens, hundreds of women stood in a large circle around me. All shouting 'Go Naked Cowboy!' I danced, received my tips, gave a little private performance for this elder woman walking her poodle 'fluffy', which smelled of sweet perfume, and his hair cut to resemble a little Shetland Pony. She was waving a hundred dollar bill, so I wanted to do give her a 'special' performance. I walked to the middle of Times Square, climbed onto this van that was stuck in the traffic jam I created, and started to *censored* when suddenly I smelled the distinct smell of donuts behind me....

[Banquo's Ghost]

There was an interesting discussion in this thread somewhere, but despite Ser Clegane's request, it got somewhat lost.

Now we'll never find out what happened to Louis and the perfumed poodle.