Ramadan Dawah

I wanted to go back to one of the points I made in my first Ramadan post, namely that how we carry ourselves during Ramadan is in itself a form of dawah. Telling people about Islam isn’t just street preaching and teaching at the masjid; it is also the image of Islam we project to the world. That doesn’t mean we do Ramadan for other people – we do Ramadan to please God (at least, in theory) – but if we are miserable, niccing out and irritable, people are going to think that Ramadan is no fun. You never know who in your entourage is Muslim-curious; I just found out a dear friend of mine is thinking of converting, when I hadn’t been “asked about Islam” by this person in the past. But regardless of whether the people around you have any interest in becoming Muslim themselves, your behavior as a Muslim has an impact on what they think of Islam and how it is practiced. You owe it to yourself and the community to present your choice of religion in the best possible light.  This is more effective dawah than being a judgy fake nasihah (advice) giver who thinks s/he is “enjoining the good.”

For Ramadan, I try do this in a number of ways.  The best way is to be matter-of-fact. Yes, Ramadan is a test on your system, but it isn’t something that normal people under normal circumstances can’t handle, so there is no reason to fear the fast. From the incredulous who can’t believe we can’t even have water, to the non-Muslim Ramadan police (the ones at work who ask “I thought you couldn’t eat during the day until August 20th at sundown”), you will always have people watching what you eat and what you do this month. I try not to “celebrate” having my period this month, and if for whatever reason I have to break my fast, I explain why certain people aren’t forced to fast. But speaking of “normal circumstances,” the fasts are quite long this year and some people have had trouble tweaking their schedules, some otherwise healthy people can’t fast at all, and it is what it is, who are we to judge etc. etc. I’ve actually had a lot of questions about that privately – people asking why some of their Muslim friends are eating. I find it helpful to spell out that fasting is an act of worship between you and God, and that Islam isn’t a monolith: some Muslims fast, and some Muslims don’t fast, and often for reasons only known to them. Also, food is the great unifier, and when Eid comes, you better bring that baklava and cornes de gazelle to work. [Read more...]

Conversion Perversion: Gaddafi’s Attempt at Dawah

While in Rome for the U.N. World Food Summit last week, Libyan leader Muammar al Gaddafi engaged in an unusual form of dawah:  inviting 500 Italian escorts to convert to Islam.

The women, employed by Hostessweb agency, were under the impression they were attending a party. The agency advertised for “…500 attractive girls between 18 and 35 years old, at least 1.70 meters (5 foot, 7 inches) tall, well-dressed but not in mini-skirts or low cut dresses.” Those who replied were offered €60 euros ($90) to attend an evening at the Libyan ambassador’s villa for an “exchange of opinions” and to “receive a Libyan gift”, which turned out to be a copy of the Qur’an, Gaddafi’s own Green Book on the Libyan revolution, and a pamphlet entitled How to be a Muslim.

The escorts were given copies of the Qur'an. Image via

The escorts were given copies of the Qur'an. Image via Massimo Percossi/EPA.

The women were lectured for about two hours on varying Islamic topics, including the role of women in Islam, sexism in the west, and Islam’s belief about Jesus’ crucifixion. The second meeting was less formal, and the new batch of women were allowed to ask him questions.

Gaddafi has held similar lectures before and sees himself as a self-proclaimed savior of European women. Whatever his intentions, it is important to note that his recent effort was a result of individual inclination, not supported by The Arab League or any sort of Muslim council.

So aside form being a typically wacky Gaddafi publicity stunt, was there any benefit in the meetings? What did Gaddafi say? And what did he wear?

Well, according to this Times Online article (which runs a photo of him clad in a sleek beret, female bodyguards in the shadows), his message was coherent and consistent with the teachings of Islam, if not a little uplifting.

After claiming he was “for and alongside women,” Gaddafi said it was untrue that Islam is against women and then criticized the way they were treated in eastern countries, likening them to pieces of furniture:

“Women have often been used as pieces of furniture, changed whenever it pleases men. And this is an injustice.”

He pointed out that whereas there were four different Gospels, there was only one Quran. And since this is Gaddafi, he wasn’t shy about bluntly stating his objective:

“Convert to Islam. … Whoever goes in a different direction than Mohammed is wrong. God’s religion is Islam, and whoever follows a different one, in the end, will lose.”

Why an Arab leader feels the need to  preach about Islam is bizarre in itself. But consider his audience: for a report of what happened next we have to thank an ingenious Paola Lo Mele, a reporter from the Ansa news agency  who snuck into the Sunday event by posing as a hostess. She said the women, “expecting a party with gala dinner,” gathered at a hotel in Rome, where those “inappropriately attired or not tall enough were weeded out.”

If one’s intention is to convert women to religion, which in essence focuses on modesty and not outward appearance, why does it matter what they look like? Or more specifically, since inappropriately attired probably means too much skin (in this context), why care about the height?

That Gaddafi invited these women, specifically chosen for their youth and beauty, speaks volumes about his impressions of Western women. Why not preach to housewives, mid-age professionals, or men? He specifically chose beautiful young women, whose job it is to mingle and provide hospitality at social events, to make a statement. A rather disheartening one at that, because it implies Islam is mostly against women who dress up, but is only for women whose outward appearance fits within societal beauty norms. It once again puts the problem on women by focusing on the way they look.