When shit happens, so the prophet, peace and blessing be upon his name, says, it is the shit of Allah, His will be done.
If that is the case then the old boy must be deeply offended with the House of Saud, for, twice in a month, He has defecated upon the place most revered by His adherent believers; if, in swift sucession, two similar disasters befell St Peter's Square, the faithful would be calling for the excommunication and branding of Pope Nazi Emeritus and probably of Pope Frankie, too; somebody'd have to pay for all this shit raining down from Heaven, cranes and stampedes crushing the faithful to death.
Contrarily though, the CEOs of Islam, the Sauds and the Iranians, are all talking not pious acceptance but Snotty LessonSpeak, just as though they were Christian or Jewish Godlessheathebastards. Gotta learn some lessons, make enquiries, improve our procedures, find sol-you-shuns. Now, either these jokers are fucking muslims or they're not. If bad shit happening is the will of Allah, like they say it is, then surely it is monstrous blasphemy to try to short-circuit His will by improving health and safety regulations around His holy place.
I have always been drawn to the fatalism, the acceptance by muslims of the fact of death, just really an adaptation of how the original Abrahamic Lord giveth and taketh away and of His prophet, Jesus, saying that to believe in Him is to be granted eternal life; the suicide vester, like the Kamikaze pilot, somehow, shaming we who worship our own existence far more devoutly than we worship our own version of God. I am genuinely disappointed, therefore, to hear prominent muslims bewailing this loss when, surely, for the good muslim, death in pilgrimage to Mecca must be a consumnation devoutly to be wished; how better to please God, who knows all and sees all, than to perish in His pursuit.
I mean, is nothing sacred anymore?