Yeah but how many people actually "love" each other though? There's more and more different social groups forming all the time. I call my fellow muslims brothers and sisters. You're judging the religion having not lived among it's people and the middle east has rather corrupt rulers tbh. This is usually down to wealth, not the religion.
You're wrong on that bet, go see for yourself. Don't think you can include the whole Quran as nonsense since a lot of todays science is confirmed in it. I know far more educated and clever women in Pakistan then I do in Britain.
It WAS the religious caliph rulers that ordered the knowledge, science and maths in the first place. It went to the west from there but since the west is more interested in imperialism, slavery(early america) things turned out differently. The only reason why Islam doesn't have vast empires like the west are the rules of Jihad.
I find it strange, I have to say, that old friends of mine, who share little of their life with one another, would call themselves brothers and hold each other closer in their lives than they would me, despite for at least one of them, I was a far larger and important part of their life than the other, I can accept this, the only feeling about it I have is why do I not form this part of their life, but reality is I don't, and they don't make an equivalent part of my life, it is both uncomplicated and simple at the same time. The events and circumstances, and most importantly the thoughts they held at the time dictated where I sat in the order of importance.
Move on 20 years, and we barely know each other, yet they still consider me a friend, and think they know me, they say things like, we should stay in touch more, and yet I don't hear from them, I am as guilty as the other, but the difference is I didn't pretend I would reply.
These people apparently "love each other" however that only includes a couple of people, its really whoever says it. these people aren't evil, they aren't on purposely excluding me, they would rather like to include me in their minds, but the problem I have, is this is not born or nurtured in anything other than a loose idea in their head, a moment, and idea, its here and its gone, its in the moment, and I having dragged myself through the ruin that is human understanding and thinking, have little time for these people, the smiling idiots, I love them, because they are me, but me has moved on.