I get a kick out of telling that story that happened before the “Go” signal of Gulf War I when the U.S. Army was lined up on the Saudi-Kuwait border. There was a “G.I. Jane” wearing an olive drab tank top hanging out with her squad when a Saudi Religious Police S.U.V. stopped and a ratty, bearded old “mutawa” got out and started up screaming in her grill with spittle hitting the G.I. every second word. He was yelling at her for exposing her body, hair, etc. in the 120 degree plus heat.
Well, this young gal took about 10 seconds of this and then knocked the bastid out with a roundhouse right he never saw coming. There was an instant standoff as these mutawa clerics (Sharia Police) are driven around by Saudi cops armed with automatic rifles. The young cop was surrounded and outgunned by our Gals entire squad but cooler heads prevailed and the still unconscious mutawa was loaded into his truck and taken away.
The very next day the Saudi King issued a temporary edict transferring EVERY mutawa from the eastern and northern part of the Kingdom to the western side near Jeddha (where station chief Brennan stamped visas for the 9/11 hijackers) and these religious police stayed out there for the entire length of the war.
This is a great story especially for any infidel slave who has done a tour or two or three there. I would’ve loved to see that.