First of all, having lived in the South of France and been hassled morning noon and night by Arab - probably mostly Muslim - males for no other reason than my walking down the street, I believe there is something nasty in the Arab/Islamic culture with regards to women and dealing with women on an equal footing. When I returned to live in England, I was so relieved to be surrounded by the maligned British man, who may not be the most romantic souls in the world, but are light years ahead in their respect of women. Are British men any less red-blooded than, say, an Egyptian like this treble-thick Sheikh? No, they are simply more civilised. I would rather endure a British man's cack-handed attempt at asking me out on a date than a medieval desert-dweller making a clumsy grab for my genitals.
As for this Sheikh, who I understand is roughly an Islamic equivalent of the Archbishop of Canterbury, has he considered that by going out in a dress with his sexy white beard uncovered he is spelling out a very provocative message to a gay rapist? Ouch.