Without wishing to remove my brain and dive head first into the current national passtime of unabashed muslim-bashing, intentionally or otherwise, I have encountered another incidence of pointless PC pish that I Do Not Like.

I walked into a hospital ward yesterday to find posters on the ceiling indicating the direction of Qibla (Mecca).

As far as I’m concerned, if you have a religion that is so all-consuming that it requires you to have a perpetual grip on which direction you are facing in case you fancy a bit of a pray, there are two options:

1) Rely on local authorities and public sector organisations to help you out, at their expense, while making the place look untidy and irritating all and sundry with your special treatment.

2) Buy a fucking compass  (or even a GPS unit – you’re Muslim, not Amish after all).

I was going to leave it there but thanks to a miniature Google-fest, I note that there there is now another option:

http://www.qiblalocator.com/

Fill your boots – that is if you’re not PC enough to have taken them off and left them outside… in which case you should no doubt be ashamed of yourself…

L

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