Really below the belt...

The story last week about the Palestinian grandmother who blew herself up in an attempt to kill Israeli Defense Forces got me to thinking again about the motivation of such folk. Bad thing, sometimes, when I start thinking.

What was her angle, though? Was it 72 virgins? She was an elderly (hey -- a little older than me, that's elderly!) grandmother; was she preferring boys or girls? Why have no media pundits seized on that angle? The guys all seem to be preferring girls, so its natural to think a woman would want men, but 72 of them?

And another question -- would they be fellow suicide bombers?

However, back to the whole virgin thing again. Eternity is a long, long, long time. Who came up with the number 72 anyway? It is easy to show that a stable of 72 virgins would theoretically be exhausted -- HA! gotcha with that pun!-- in just over 10 weeks (or 12, if you take a break on Friday, which is a Mohammedan holy day). If acquiring six dozen virgins, for that length of time, is the sole motivator for giving up (OK, I'm assuming a real studly Jihadi) years of pursuing virgins in this life, somebody is making some illogical decisions.

Furthermore, the Jihadi must realize that if Jesus was a prophet (as Mohammedans claim He was), He is the one that said there would be no marrying or giving in marriage in Heaven. He said we would be like the angels. That, I believe, is the solution to the dilemma regarding 72. It will be plenty, for eternity. When Mr. Jihadi looks between his legs after he gets there, he will see why those virgins will be virgins forever. And it will be too late.

Ah, Paradise.