I have a thing about camels. I love their stoicism and superciliousness, as though their hump or humps contained not only life-maintaining fat but also life-enhancing forbearance. I have a small gold camel round my neck; I stroke it often, for inspiration. There are days, I admit it, when I aspire to camelhood.
So, I’m amused but also slightly hurt, to see that someone very important in Saudi Arabia has issued a fatwa (remember: short for fatuous waffle) against camel beauty contests. On the grounds that the camels, when asked what they most want, say “World peace”?