We interrupt this series (AGAIN!) for a newsflash.
A simple picture of two guys together was used to ‘convict’ a British man aged 69 of ‘being homosexual’ in Morocco last week. Apparently, he had gone to visit a Moroccan man, and they were picked up at a bus stop ‘on suspicion of being homosexual’. But the police went through his phone afterwards and found a picture which was used as ‘evidence’ of homosexuality.
This from The Times website this morning. I assume the guy is gay, but he has a son (as I do) who is also gay (mine isn’t) and cannot go to try and help his father because he would be arrested as well. Well. If ‘being homosexual’ is a crime, that’s 10% of us stuffed right away. I know that public homosexual “acts” are unwise in a number of countries, but you can’t exactly help ‘being homosexual’, can you?
I think that they probably kissed or held hands or something at the bus stop, and the police swooped. I would think it extremely unlikely that they were doing anything actually ‘sexual’…
So that would be too much for Morocco… what about this? Too ‘friendly? ‘Being gay’?
And goodness, what about ‘fun’ on the beach?
Or maybe ‘three-up’?
Perhaps that would be regarded as ‘less suspicious’… and they’re wrestlers, of course: is such male ‘intimacy’ acceptable in Morocco? I have no idea, and no plan to give it a try either!
Today’s travel tip for gay friends: DON’T GO TO MOROCCO! The guy and his Moroccan friend are doing four months, in with paedophiles and murderers and, according to the news item, consular access has been denied.
Setting that aside, I can’t help noticing that my title is basically a part of a Bing Crosby or Frank Sinatra song lyric (possibly both). It came into my head, as rubbish often does, thrusting it’s double meaning at my brain. Because it is also a form of expensive book covering. My books, of course, have no such thing, they are paperbacks and e-books, but still worth a look…
The pictures which follow are provided for the enjoyment of the Moroccan authorities:
Hmmm. A gay kiss, leading to a prison sentence in Morocco. Oh dear. I guess that’s my Moroccan goose cooked, then…
…let’s all hope that the guy gets swiftly deported, although that won’t help his Moroccan friend.