I’ve been the recipient of much anger from Muslim people over the past years: in fact, it’s fair to say that I’ve never really knew anger before I engaged with Muslim people. From strangers, from acquaintances, from friends: if they are Muslim, they will become angered with me, given sufficient time.
In my recent reflections, I’ve identified the personal reasons why this anger caused me the level of anguish it did: because I desired the Muslim body, to make it my own (and thus fill an unifiable hole in my life).
But, on the opposite side, what’s the cause of this aggression? Can it be because they listened carefully to everything I said and wrote, intellectually, and reached a position of necessary opposition (and hence a necessarily aggressive stance toward me)? It can’t be just about ideas: the aggression runs deeper than words on paper.
I’ve come to the conclusion that the source of Muslim aggression is much deeper: it is a physical, pheromonal, genetic. Like white blood cells, the believer detects something foreign within me — intrusion, alien — and is instinctively drawn to anger, as a defense mechanism, a purification strategy, a form of wudu. Fundamentally, the survival instinct kicks in when it is understood that I am not of the same race.
The Muslim consistently opines “stop saying this” or “you’re not permitted to say that”, then assumes a position open to discussion, and then loses their temper. But none of this is intellectual: it’s all about genetics, instinct. There is nothing personal in the response, it’s automatic, it is natural, embodied policing, white blood cell response, that ensures their body is maintained over the cycles of time.
Like guard dogs, they can smell something about me that spells: unwelcome intruder.