Jericho … a New Find. … and Other Unreleated Thoughts
Assalamu alaikum, well, I don’t watch much TV, unless you’re talking about National Geographic, the History Channel, or the News, or anything along those lines. Most of the time, in fact, my TV is just on for background noise.
However, I discovered a new series on CBS called Jericho. The show is about a small town in Kansas called Jericho, which is dealing with the aftermath of a massive nuclear attack on the US. It never really says who did it, or exactly how many cities are destroyed, all you know for sure is that people start seeing mushroom clouds, and the power goes out in the town. The second episode deals with the coming fallout from the explosion in Denver. However, once you get through the first and second episodes, it sorta morphs into something different. True, the attacks are always in the background, but as the show moves on, other events take centerstage and more things about the main characters in the show are revealed.
Anyway, I spent Friday night/Saturday morning watching the first 6 episodes of the hsow online, I watched the next 6 episodes yesterday and today, and I’d like to try to get the rest of the first season watched before Tuesday night, when the next episode comes on, however, I don’t think I’ll be able to do that, and as I’ll be able to see it online anyway, I probably won’t worry about it.
The thing that nags me, though, is what an utter waste of itme this is, and how I know I could be doing other, more productive things. I literally stayed up all ngiht Firday night watching this show, and it was weird to have my alarm for work going off when I’ve not even been to sleep yet. And I just felt horrible, physically, I had a terrible headache and couldn’t really sleep anyway, and Jericho is just not the type of show that you want to be watching in the middle of the night, but it was just, well, addictive, it was like a book that I wanted to finish. So once one episode was over, I clicked on the next, until I just had to stop and go to sleep.
If you’re a sci-fi buff and/or you like the “what-if” kinda shows, then I’d recommend this one. But as a Muslim, well, there are a lot of things going on which are not halal, so I kinda stop short of recommending this show, and I probably shouldn’t be watching it.
However, this brings me to the “just a Muslim” posts, that I’ve been reading on Tariq Nelson’s blog. Strange segway, I know, and I think that Umm Zaid addresses this also (but perhaps in a different way than I’m applying it here), that we’re not “100% all the time”. Meaning that we are Muslims, and we are religious, well, I am anyway, yet I still watch TV, still take walks, still do “normal every day things” that non-Muslims do.
And it’s funny, I think that blind people get this same sorta thing, though I know it’s different, but it’s the thing that your blindness is an “all the time” thing, that it takes up all of your waking thoughts, that it’s all you talk about, and that your blindness is the reason you do everything you do, and it just isn’t.
Being blind, or being a Muslim is just part of you, just part of who you are, part of the total package that makes you who you are.
“I want to eat a steak today,” you don’t think that because you’re blind or you’re a Muslim, you just want a steak. “I like this kidn of TV show” or “I like htis kind of music” (I’m not getting into the permissiblility of it or not) you’re not thinking that because you’re blind or a Muslim or whatever you happen to be, you just like that kind of music.
As far as Islam goes, it seems that some people want to pin Muslims’ religiosity on something other than, “well, they just believe in it, and feel that it’s the right way”, it has to be because of the economy, or poverty, or “radicalism” or “feeling alienated”. Religious Muslims, it seems, can’t just be religious Muslims because it’s a spiritual thing, it’s a core belief, no there has to be some sorta reason for it. And it seems many news articles and programs want to hash and rehash what those “reasons” are that make people religious, and most of the time, it’s external reasons, rather than internal belief, and religiosity, in the case of Islam, is associated with radicalism, extremism, etc.
So to kinda pull this all together, I’m a Muslim, and I watch Jericho, like basketball, eat ice cream,
would love to go back to Senegal and The Gambia one day, love warm weather (hey I moved to Florida didn’t I?), have a Leader Dog named Chloe, have a full-time job, I have my good days and bad ones too, you get the idea! And by the way, I consider myself a religious Muslim, I pray 5 times daily, fast Ramadan, give zakat and other recommended charity, Inshallah, I’ll make Hajj one day, but I’m by no means perfect, and I know I’ve got a long way to go spiritually (remember I spent all night Friday watching the first 6 episodes of the first season of Jericho). I coulda be reading or learning Qur’an, I could have been offering optional prayers, making dhikr, increasing my reward from Allah, Inshallah, however, well, I was doing something else. And that is time I’ll never get back, and well, that kinda bothers me for some reason.
And this is why I’m really trying my best not to be critical of others, whether Muslim or non-Muslim. Because I’ve got so much to work on, regarding myself, that I don’t have time to pick on the faults of others! Inshallah, I’ll no longer get into the Salafi-traditional Muslim/sufi debates, the various moon sighting debates, the political debates, and all of the countless other “discussions” I’ve engaged in, in the past. Because there is something to be said for picking what works best for you, on following a qualified position, and keeping it to yourself, especially if you know that what you’re doing is correct, but also if you know that what you are going to say is going to cause more problems than keeping silent.
Better to just focus on yourself, than to waste time on others, or their positions, etc. And Inshallah, this is something I’ll be able to stick to. Although I know this is a struggle for me, because my nature is to speak out, to talk, but that is not always a good thing, and there is something to be said for the phrase “silence is golden”.