In which our intrepid hero barely restrains himself from issuing a fatwa.

I came across an interesting story in the Daily Telegraph today (I won’t bother posting the link, as they expire after about a week or so), mentioning that somebody called in a potential terrorist threat coming in on a flight from New Zealand. And the name of that threat? Henry Rollins.

Or, as he’s better known in the Bodhisattva-dome, God. Everything that’s been said in recent months about Chuck Norris, goes double for Henry Rollins. Henry Rollins could kick Chuck Norris’ butt.

To quote from Rollins’ website:

I just got a letter from a nice woman who told me the man I sat next to on the flight from Auckland to Goldcoast [sic] Australia reported me to the Australian Government because of the book I was reading. […]

I was reading a book called Jihad by Ahmed Rashid which is a history of Central Asia. I didn’t speak to the man next to me past how do you do. I think Ahmed Rashid is published by Yale University Press. Bush’s alma mater. Please tell your government and everyone in [the National Security Office at the Attorney-General’s Department] to go fuck themselves. Tell them twice. If your boss [at the aforementioned Office] is looking for something to do, you can tell him I suggest he go fuck himself. Baghdad’s safer than my hometown and your PM is a sissy. You have a nice night.

Exactly what kind of country is this where someone—even a scary-looking guy like Rollins—gets flagged as a security threat simply because of the book he reads on an aeroplane? This is just absurd.