A religion, an ideology, a culture or an empire have three strategic options: to win by the word, the sword or the womb. In the case of Islam, the first two are out of question. To convince intelligent people to adopt the unbelievable stupidity of Islam is impossible, and hasn’t been accomplished anywhere.[1]Kepiblanc goes far beyond this point to point out the tactical vulnerabilities of Muslims inside Western communities and thinks Westerners will sometime soon simply get fed up with resident Muslim bullshit.
Here are some of the rumblings of increasing impatience that he probably has in mind: French support for Le Pen in response to the pleasures of living with large numbers of sullen, violent immigrants.[2]
When I was in high school in the 1950s (no, not the 1850s) I was quite interested in science fiction and one story I ran across has stuck in my mind. It was about an enervated future society where one could go to a theater of sorts and pay for a virtual adventure. The hero pays for such an experience and finds himself in some strange jungle where a plant has attached itself to his leg and is draining his blood. After a while the man comes to realize that this experience is real and that he must act to save himself rather than wait for the "movie" to end. He had to overcome the endemic passivity of his society in order to take action to preserve his life.
For some reason this story struck a chord in my brain. This was even before I became energized on the threat to freedom posed by Soviet totalitarians and their Asian brethren and railed against the indifference of the West to this threat. Even in the 1950s and '60s something resonated in my mind on this issue.
We are at the same crossroads as the man in the jungle. Assumptions about the future of the West based on the security, civility, and sanity of the past must now be abandoned.
Notes
[1] Kepiblanc, quoted in "Two Variables: Patience and Impatience." By Baron Bodissey, Gates of Vienna, 4/7/07.
[2] "Voting for Le Pen." By Tiberge, GalliaWatch, 4/6/07.
UPDATE 4/9/07:
A rather choice and pointed bit of grumbling.
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