Dozens of men—mostly with long beards and either skull caps or strange-looking hats (the likes of which I had never seen before)—approached me. This was understandable since not only had they never seen me before, but I was dressed in long khaki pants and a casual blue button-down shirt—a far cry from the black slacks and pressed white dress shirts almost everyone else was wearing. But rather than scorning me as an outsider, they embraced me and welcomed me to their house of worship.This reminds me of a point Chip Joyce made about "angry" Arab funerals. What kinds of people have angry funerals? What kinds of people turn an occasion of grief and morning into an angry demonstration?
Less than 48 hours later, at a funeral for a Hamas terrorist responsible for repeatedly plotting mass murders of innocent Israelis, this was the scene as described by the New York Times:
“‘We want martyrs, more sacrifice,’ blared a voice amplified through loudspeakers as more than 1,000 Palestinians marched through Gaza City today during the funeral procession.”
I suspect angry funerals are the product of people who don't care so much for the memory of the dead as they do for their joy in killing.