Helping Pakistan

Mrs G and I plan to try to help Pakistan.

Pakistan is a dictatorship, it’s North West Frontier is a base for the Taliban and probably bin Laden, its treatment of women is awful, it showed the nutters in Iran how to make nukes, and it’s a training ground for Brit terrorists of Pakistani ancestry.

And yet.

Its army is fighting Islamic terrorists:

A Pakistani commander was killed today after troops came under heavy fire from students and suspected militants holed up in a besieged mosque in the capital, Islamabad.

A lieutenant-colonel was killed as his troops attempted to blow holes in the walls of the mosque compound in the hope that hundreds of women and children could escape.

In our part of London, most Brits from Pakistan are decent and hard working people.

Pakistani women are fighting for their freedom, just as our great grandmothers did.

So we’ve decided to help and we’re donating money to this:

The organization was set up by a group of citizens, concerned by the dismal state of education in Pakistan. TCF runs its network of well-managed, purpose-built schools in urban slums and rural areas across Pakistan and serves all persons and communities on a completely non-discriminatory basis.

£6,000 keeps an entire school running for a year.

This isn’t a solicitation, and in particular we still have complete a due diligence to make sure it isn’t a front.

But we think the principle is sound – where we can be assured the money won’t be pinched, we should help educate Muslim kids, the girls in particular.


6 Responses to Helping Pakistan

  1. dearieme says:

    What? My great grandmother was vulnerable to honour killing, denied an education, married to a first cousin selected by her father, and viewed as a member of an inferior subspecies suitable only for breeding and minding the house? She’d have laughed in your face.

  2. gandalf says:


    Oopps, WordPress just ate my reply. If it remembers it later, you can test my short-term memory.

    Perhaps my lot are long lived.

    One of my grandmothers could not vote, all her property passed to her husband on marriage, she could not work, and was obliged to have hordes of kids. When her husband died after assorted disasters, she and her kids were put in the workhouse.

    Until WW2 women were considered to have lost their reputation if they were raped or had premarital sex, and became unmarriageable,

    Arranged marriage was common, although close cousins were ruled out.

    If we believe Hardy, women also got sold.

  3. dearieme says:

    Well, I’m 60 and I knew one of my great-grandmothers because I visited her every week after Sunday School. She’d had the vote in local elections for all of her adult life and the vote in General Elections from 1918 onwards. She had had an adequate schooling, had worked freely before marriage, had made a love match, and still enjoyed a whisky and a bet when I knew her. Her property was her own. Was your grandma’s marriage over so early that she was not subject to either the married Women’s Property Act (Scotland) of 1877 or its English-and-Welsh equivalent of 1882? Surely someone has been having you on?

  4. gandalf says:


    What a splendid lady!

    Yes, the Gs are long-generationed late childbearers – two of our four parents are still alive in their 90s (I’m 65), and two grandparents lived to their late 90s.

    I never met the one I referenced, but yes she did predate the Victorian reforms. She was born in 1852, married around 1870, and died in the early 1900s soon after the workhouse incident.

    The work available for women of her generation and class was either having kids, working in a satanic mill , being “in service”, or prostitution.

    Hopefully, the Pakistanis will take less than a century to catch up with us.

  5. dearieme says:

    Well, I apologise for doubting you.

  6. gandalf says:


    No offense taken – only us paranoids will survive!

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