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April 01, 2009

An Amerikafir's Thoughts on the French Muslim Street Party

Man, oh man, kuffar... It's just crazy over there, as we move into week two of le petit jihad français. I think at this point, many Americans may find themselves in one of two frames of mind over this second French Revolution: one of petty schadenfreude or one of blasé surfeit over the repetitive daily media glut of a French night lit up with burning cars.

Personally, I find myself in neither of these positions. Sure, I like to mock Jacques "We Don't Need No Water" Chirac and other elements of French politics/society which have put visceral enmity toward America no matter what at the top of their agenda, but they deserve it, and much more. They harm us, indirectly or head-on, and they seem to derive pleasure from that. But the French people are my brothers and sisters in the Western spirit of freedom, justice, and plurality. Besides, feeling smug over this horrible affliction that the French are suffering presupposes that we are immune from the same. We are not. I haven't once felt any gratification over this wretched calamity. I've recognized it for what it is, which brings me to our next point.

Rather then becoming increasingly jaded with each passing night of Islamonihilism on the streets of France (and now elsewhere), I have found myself more alarmed and anxious. To anyone, except for the most apeasement-addicted useful idiot for jihad, it is plain to see that these riots are a concerted effort on the part of a willfully unassimilated immigrant population to assert Islamosupremacy. They are not disorganized expressions of an ill-defined anomie on the part of an all-inclusive group of disaffected, poor kids. If you can't see that by now, what the heck are you doing reading Clarity & Resolve? heh

Yeah, we can say France was asking for it by not applying some simple foresight, some better sense, and some old-fashioned self-preservation. Yeah, Chirac is a loathsome, venal worm. I can't stand the guy or any of his ilk—in France or elsewhere. But the West is the West. We're all in this together, because the sickle called the Religion of Peace does not discriminate between various infidel grains as it slices through our fields.

The day that I truly began to understand the modus operandi of the Religion of Peace, and the aspirations it serves, I felt empowered, yet disheartened. I was glad to understand the problem, but I felt dispirited because I understood that the solution was a strong, united front across the free world against jihad. Observing the trifling animus within free nations and then between those nations presents one with a bleak picture when assessing the prospects of a greater unity against this Dark Ages menace that is really a universal threat.

Perhaps I was too pessimistic. Maybe these continuing isolated incidents in the service of the death cult against all things infidel will serve to mend some of the fractures in the edifice of Western liberal democracy. And France—we go way back. The Enlightenment, the French and American Revolutionary wars, the Statue of Liberty, the beaches of Normandy... these common threads are inextricably woven into the fabric of our shared love of freedom.

If you're in France, or anywhere else in the world, and you hate America because you're a spiteful no-mind ideologue, I salute you with gusto with my arrogant American one finger salute. But to anyone who loves freedom and who shares the crazy idea that other people might also like to be free, I'll always extend my hand, even if we disagree on any number of issues. It's freedom that counts the most, and freedom is what the West does best.

We can argue about who's a boor, whose literature and art and architecture is greater, and whose culture is superior some other day when Western democracy is once again universally secure and spreading. Having the freedom to disagree, passionately at times, is a privilege which is by no means naturally guaranteed.
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orginally posted at C&R

Posted by Patrick at April 1, 2009 12:00 AM

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