If you missed my evisceration of Vogue -- go here. Here's an excerpt:
In this issue is an article entitled "Cairo on my Mind." The story is written by a "Carol Sidky," who "fell in love with Egypt at eighteen" when she volunteered for the British International School in Cairo as a "Project Trust volunteer." She goes on to wax poetic about the country where her husband married his secretary when Sidky was eight months pregnant (it seems she was satisfied with the never explained "plausible explanation").
Sidky dismisses this as an Egyptian thing, when in fact she knows, and Anna Wintour knows, that it is an Islamic thing. It is the Sharia. She damn near loses her children, but flees instead and then laments her "exile" from her adopted home of Egypt. Sidky further describes how a man and woman cannot check into a hotel unless they are married, and how adulterous women get jailed for at least two years (though the Sharia punishment can be far more punitive).
She speaks of stories of "intrusive morality policing," all without ever mentioning Islam, Sharia, or gender apartheid in this dhimmi puff piece. Sidky goes on to paint Egypt's "revolutionary road" as pure fantasy. Her hope for the new Egypt is "a new constitution" (what's new about Sharia, which has already been decided will be part of the system of governance?). She envisions a democratically elected parliament with a broad base of political parties, and more equitable distribution of wealth (of course). Nowhere in the article does Sidky accurately or honestly portray the rise of the jihad and its implications for that country, or the women and children who are forced to live under their brutal boot. The omissions from Sidky's article are striking. Nowhere does she mention that over 96% of the women in Egypt have been clitorectomized. No mention is made of the Muslim Brotherhood, which is clearly in the lead to seize control of the newly belligerent Egypt, or the calls for the abandonment of the 30-year peace with the Jewish state of Israel. Instead, she relates the revolution to an "exquisite dinner" that very few Egyptians would be able to afford, and oh, how did she miss that stunning injustice all these years that she has been living, loving, submitting in Egypt?
The culture is the enemy. Call them out on it. This outrages me, because I expect more from Wintour. She is tough as nails, eating bullets for breakfast. I loved the way she stood down PETA, and frankly stands down anyone who crosses her, though her treatment of Grace Coddington is unforgivable (clearly Grace is the heart and soul of Vogue).
Read the rest.