Bangladesh woman cuts off 'attacker's' penis

Monju Begum says her neighbour had been
harassing her for months

Police in southern Bangladesh say a woman cut off a man's penis during an alleged attempt to rape her and took it to a police station as evidence.

The incident took place in Mirzapur village, Jhalakathi, about 200km (124 miles) south of the capital, Dhaka.

Monju Begum, 40, a married mother of three, told police that neighbour Mozammel Haq Mazi forced his way into her shanty and started assaulting her.

Mr Mazi, who denies the accusation, has been admitted to a nearby hospital.

"We will arrest him once his condition gets better," police spokesman Abul Khaer told the BBC.

"She said she fought back and cut off his penis and brought it to our police station in a polythene bag to prove that Mr Mazi tried to rape her," police spokesman Abul Khaer told the BBC.

"She has registered a case accusing him of attempted rape," he said.

"It is quite an unusual incident. As far as I am aware, this is the first time that a woman has brought a severed penis to the police station as evidence."

Monju Begum told police that Mr Mazi, a married father of five, had been harassing her for the past six months.

'Revenge attack'

But Mr Mazi denied the allegations.

"We were having an affair and recently she suggested that both of us can go and settle down in Dhaka," Mr Mazi told the BBC from the hospital in nearby Barisal.

"I refused and told her that I cannot leave my wife and children, so she took revenge on me."

Prof AMSM Sharfuzzaman, a senior surgeon at the Sher-e-Bangla Medical College and Hospital in Barisal town, told the BBC it had not been possible to reattach the organ.

"Police brought his severed penis several hours after the incident," he said.

"We are treating him so that he can urinate normally without the penis."

Airline lunches....A true Aussie feeling!

I recently received the following story in an email and I thought that it would be the perfect story to pass on to fellow Aussies. I hope you appreciate it as much as I did.

 Airline Lunches

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I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned seat.
It was going to be a long flight from Perth.
'I'm glad I have a good book to read. Perhaps I will get a short sleep,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of diggers came down the aisle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me.
I decided to start a conversation.
'Where are you blokes headed?' I asked the digger seated nearest to me.
'Puckapunyal. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're being deployed to Afghanistan.
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that lunches were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we reached Melbourne, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time..

As I reached for my wallet, I overheard a soldier ask his mate if he planned to buy lunch.
'No, that seems like a lot of money for just an airline lunch. Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to Pucka.
His mate agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers.
None were buying lunch.
I walked to the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar note.
'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.'
She grabbed my arms and squeezed tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me.
‘My young bloke was a digger in Iraq, it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten lunchboxes, she headed up the aisle to where the diggers were seated.
She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or chicken?'
'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked.
She turned and went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from first class. This is your thanks.

After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading for the rest room.
An old bloke stopped me.
'I saw what you did. I want to be part of it. Here, take this.'
He handed me twenty-five Dollars...
Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Captain coming down the aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he wasn't looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of the plane..
When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, and said,
'I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seat-belt I stood and took the Captain's hand.
With a booming voice he said, 'I was an army pilot a long time back. Once someone bought me lunch. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.'
I was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A kid who looked about 18 was sitting about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting to shake mine.
He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.

When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to depart.
Waiting just inside the aeroplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word.
Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to up to Puckapunyal.
I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars.
'It will take you some time to reach Pucka. It will be about time for a sandwich.
'God Bless You Blokes.'
Ten young blokes left that flight feeling the love and respect of their fellow Aussies.
As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for their safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could only give them a couple of meals.

It seemed so little....
 
A digger is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a blank cheque made payable to 'AUSTRALIA' for an amount of 'up to and including my life.'
That is Honour, and there are way too many foreigners in this country who don't understand it.'

Mass murderers do not deserve respect alive or dead!

The death of Benito Mussolini

But by April 1945, with the Allies advancing north through Italy, Mussolini knew the end was in sight. Together with his mistress, Clara Petacci, and a few followers, Mussolini fled and headed for the Swiss border. Stopped by Italian partisans on April 26, Mussolini’s attempts to disguise himself with a Luftwaffe overcoat and helmet had failed.

On April 28, 1945, 65 years ago today, at the picturesque Lake Como, the partisans stopped the car; pushed Mussolini and Petacci out, and ordered them against a wall. Whilst the partisans pronounced the death sentence, Petacci flung her arms around Mussolini and screamed, "No, he mustn't die."

Five bullets and Mussolini was no more. Seconds later, Petacci was also dead.

Their bodies were heaped into the back of a van, together with those of Mussolini's last followers, and transported to Milan.

In the city their bodies were delivered to the Piazzale Loreto, the scene of a mass execution of partisans the year before. The corpses were beaten and urinated upon and finally left to hang upside down, for public display, from a rusty beam outside a petrol station. Petacci had not been wearing knickers and a group of old women rearranged her skirt to preserve her modesty.

People surged around, desperate to get a look, to laugh and spit upon them, wanting to make sure that it was true: Mussolini, fascist dictator of Italy for 23 years, was truly dead and Italy could live again.

The death of Adolf Hitler

Adolf Hitler committed suicide by gunshot on 30 April 1945 in his Führerbunker in Berlin. His wife Eva (née Braun), committed suicide with him by ingesting poison. That afternoon, in accordance with Hitler's prior instructions, their remains were carried up the stairs through the bunker's emergency exit, doused in petrol and set alight in the Reich Chancellery garden outside the bunker. The Soviet archives record that their burnt remains were recovered and interred in successive locations until 1970 when they were again exhumed, cremated and the ashes scattered.

There have been different accounts citing the cause of his death; one that he died by poison only and another that he died by a self-inflicted gunshot, while biting down on a cyanide capsule. Contemporary historians have rejected these accounts as being either Soviet propaganda or an attempted compromise in order to reconcile the different conclusions. There was also an eye-witness account that recorded the body showing signs of having been shot through the mouth but this has been proven unlikely. There is also controversy regarding the authenticity of skull and jaw fragments which were recovered. Further, the exact location of where Hitler's ashes were scattered also differs, depending on the historical source consulted.

The death of Che Guevara

After leading communist insurrections in Guatemala, Cuba and Congo, Che Guevara’s next stop was Bolivia, where he was less than successful. On October 7 1967, his campsite was attacked, and Guevara was wounded and taken prisoner. He shouted “Do not shoot! I am Che Guevara and worth more to you alive than dead.” However, he refused to be interrogated and the Bolivian government decided to execute him, carefully orchestrating the execution to make sure that the bullet wounds appear consistent with the official story which stated that Che had been killed in action.

The day after his execution on October 10, 1967, Guevara’s body was then lashed to the landing skids of a helicopter and flown to nearby Vallegrande where photographs were taken, showing a figure described by some as “Christ-like” lying on a concrete slab in the laundry room of the Nuestra Señora de Malta hospital. The above iconic shot was taken by Freddy Alberto. After the photos, his hands were cut off, so that they could be taken to Buenos Aires for fingerprint identification. He was buried in an unmarked mass grave.

The death of Osama Bin Laden

On April 29, 2011, U.S. President Barack Obama authorized a raid on bin Laden's suspected location near Abbottabad, Pakistan. The operation was successfully carried out in the early morning of May 2 (due to weather and time considerations) by U.S. Navy SEALs with intelligence support from the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA). Toward the end of the raid, bin Laden was fatally shot in the head and chest. The entire raid, including intelligence sweeps of the compound, was completed in less than 40 minutes. His body was taken and facial recognition tests were performed. Later, genetic testing further supported bin Laden's identification. Within 24 hours of his death, bin Laden's body was handled in accordance with Islamic practice and tradition and taken out to sea for burial.

A photo made its way about the internet claiming to be photographic proof of the terrorist's demise. That myth has since been debunked. It turns out conspiracy theorists have been using the Photoshopped image for years.

President Obama's administration claims to have buried Bin Laden's body at sea, but many can't believe the government would so quickly get rid of this war trophy. Many citizens are now wondering where the proof is if the body is gone. And after such controversy over Obama's birth certificate, you can bet these citizens aren't going to back down.

The president's administration has reportedly been toiling over the benefits of releasing a photo to quell skepticism versus the possibility of further angering and provoking the Muslim community.

What about the Christian victims of terror? Did anybody worry about their decent burials or indeed of angering and provoking the Christian community? No ritual burial for the victims but a ritual Islamic burial for the perpetrator of the crimes?!

If we required proof of the death of other criminals, then why not for that of the greatest criminal of them all?