Why I Am a Salafi. Michael Muhammad Knight
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This became clear when I started writing a weekly column for VICE and took on popular Muslim voices with the argument that what they presented as timeless, universal Islam was just their personal construction, formulated within the limiting fishbowl of their own time and place. When a white convert Muslim chaplain at a university gave a Friday sermon about the “Islamic perspective” on sexuality, I offered the criticism that what he presented as a transhistorically Islamic position was entirely informed by contemporary and somewhat liberalized Western Protestant notions of heteronormative monogamous marriage. It worked for his audience, which consisted of university kids who were not likely to participate in plural marriage, let alone concubinage, and who believed that “Islam” fundamentally empowered everyone—men and women alike—as autonomous individual subjects. That’s an appealing construction of Islam for the Muslim Students’ Association of wherever this sermon was given, but it’s not the Islam, if the Islam is supposed to be consistent across time and space: It’s not an “Islamic sexuality” that people could have understood fourteen hundred years ago. My commentary on the sermon, after I sat back and read it a few times, seemed to operate on a kind of Salaf
Conservatives can dismiss progressives as producing an Islam defined by “Western” values, but they often play by the same rules. There’s a particular kind of male convert that I have in mind here, a man who fails to recognize misogyny as a deeply embedded American norm. Growing up in American patriarchy, he ingests old-fashioned American heterosexism and male privilege, later becomes Muslim, and then projects his culturally learned American antifeminism onto his newfound religious identity. Pretending that he has transcended American culture (a culture that he strangely perceives as having been overrun with radical feminists and queers who impose their hegemony on everyone), he claims to defend the Timeless Tradition of the Brown World against those who wish to dilute it with secular Western theories and methods. He picks up enough of those theories and methods and critical vocabularies to deconstruct his opponents’ assumptions of universal truth and the flows of power that produce them but never turns that weapon upon his own prejudices and assumptions. As his principled heterosexism names the points at which Islam’s integrity is most threatened, he rewrites American patriarchy in Timeless Tradition’s vocabulary and presents it as counterculture, a resistance against Euro-American global domination. You can either care about fighting gender inequality and homophobia, he says, or you can value the preservation of Islam against Western knowledge regimes. He condemns the colonization of Islam by Western neoliberals but has no fear of the same work by Western neotraditionalists, and he ironically uses anticolonial arguments to silence the voices of brown women. It’s not me, he swears, it’s just what the Tradition says. For his big finishing move, he justifies an arrogant and authoritarian view of the Tradition by reminding you how meek and humble its great scholars were. Watch out for these boys. They were sexists and homophobes before they ever heard of the Prophet.
Writing on popular shaykh (and another white convert) Hamza Yusuf, I discussed Yusuf’s articulation of “classical Islamic tradition” as part of