Double standard 29/9/2012
Going on recent fanatical violence, this should trigger riots. But it won’t.
Today the blaspheming continues at the Edward Tyler Nahem Gallery on 57th Street, where the state-sponsored “artwork” Piss Christ goes on display for a month. The work, in case you missed the controversy that swirled around its debut in 1987, consists of a photograph of a crucifix floating in the artist’s urine.
Mario Loyola lays down the gauntlet to hypocrites:
But if you really want him to condemn the Piss Christ, this is what you have to do: Find an enterprising young artist willing to create a “Piss Mohammed” version of Serrano’s work, and ask the museum to hang it right next to the Piss Christ. It could be part of a “Piss Religion” exhibit. If the gallery declines (as it surely would), then perhaps one could gather together a small group of Manhattan atheists to march “piss portraits” of Mohammed and his fellow deities / prophets right up 1st Avenue past the United Nations, in homage to the First Amendment.
Every last person who complains will have to explain why they said nothing during the 20-plus years that the revolting Piss Christ has been touring art galleries around the world. They will be forced either to treat Islam and Christianity the same (i.e., stop trashing the latter) or finally admit the cowardly truth, which is that their degree of respect for any given religion is proportional to its proponents’s propensity for violence.

So much for the academics who maintain that research shows the death penalty is not a deterrent. It’s clear the diaper people have proven otherwise.
Actually it would be more amusing to send the editorial team of The Age to Iran or Saudi Arabia shortly after we email them that the funny jokers who dreamed up the Mohammad comics are on their way – that would be a laugh. Or maybe just as an amusing prank, we could substitute the latest excremental exhibit of a Christian symbol with a Muslim one – and then send the unsuspecting artist on a trip to receive the bobby price in Beirut or Teheran. It would funnier than any of Borat’s jokes.