Eurabian Nights

Luther has just emailed me a phenomenal post from Tech Central Station by Nidra Poller, a writer based in France. Entitled "Eurabian Fights," this incisive article strikes a devastating blow not only against the French government's wishy-washiness against the ongoing Islamist riots, which they are only now beginning to address. It also howitzers a gigantic new hole into the already Swiss-cheesed edifice of liberal "multiculturalism," which is, after all, simply another repackaging of Marxist class-struggle disguised by a willfully erroneous veneering of egalitarianism.

A reporter interviews a man standing in front of a mosque in full Islamist regalia and politely relays his complaints. Do readers know that these offended Islamists are calling for the de-Zionization of France? And the defeat of the United States of America? No offense meant there! Do readers understand that the banlieues are being shaped into a foreign and hostile nation?

(BTW, "banlieues" is plural French, roughly translated as "ghettos" or "ethnic neighborhoods.")

Poller briefly recaps the action over the last week or so, noting how the press and his opponents were quick to vilify Nicolas Sarkozy, the only guy in the current government with the guts to correctly label the Islamist revolutionaries for what they were. The ensuing campaign of incessant nastiness calls to mind the idiotarian left's constant attack dog stance against George W. Bush as they try to eviscerate his second term. But then Poller gets to her central point:

So it is not surprising that when President Jacques Chirac finally reacted after six days of outrageous violence, he begged for the restoration of calm. The calm he yearns for was marked by a rising tide of violence, including the torching of 20,000 cars in a year.

Ten days after the kickoff in Clichy-sous-Bois, the rioting has spread all over France and into other European countries. The normal reaction would be to declare martial law and impose a strict curfew. By failing to take these steps and instead shifting the blame from the rioters to presidential hopeful Sarkozy, the French government is opening a boulevard to further and ever more lethal unrest.

The banlieues are not equivalent to American inner cities. This is not a replay of "the fire next time." The outcome will not be the kind of affirmative action that brought black stockbrokers to Wall Street and black actors to starring roles in TV commercials and sitcoms. What we are seeing is a jihad-style insurgency waged against a country that has fervently fostered the Eurabian fusion project.

This analysis echoes our earlier opposition to the nonsense being put out elsewhere in the media and the web, trying to weave a connection from Paris 2005 back to Watts 1968. But this is classic historical revisionism, Ã la Orwell's 1984. There is no connection at all, or perhaps we should say, a feeble one at best. Certainly a criminal element is at work here. But you are really witnessing the beginnings of an Islamist uprising in a cynical Europe that's been eviscerated by the nihilism fostered by its socialist intellectual and political classes. Criminals and third-world teen "Apaches" probably started the action, but the Islamofascists are now running a good chunk of it.

The author goes on to describe the "Eurabian fusion project" in greater detail, and winds up with a startling conclusion about the reviled Sarkozy:

Nicolas Sarkozy is very popular in the banlieues. The hoodlums throw rocks at him, but law-abiding citizens bless his heart and if given the chance will vote for him in the next presidential elections. Unless the Chirac-Villepin duo succeeds in breaking his will. If his courage falters, if he eats crow and spits out sociological mush instead of following through on his promise to re-establish the rule of law, then the fusion ushered in by the architects of Eurabia will be accomplished by force in the meltdown of insurrection.

If you think about this creatively for a moment, you might begin to fathom what angry conservatives were riled about when W attempted to nominate stealth candidate Harriet Miers to the Supreme Court a couple of weeks ago. They feared that W's courage had "faltered" in this crucial area and that he was willing to sacrifice principal to expedience. And they weren't having any of it. They seemed to comprehend that, on many fronts, this is not the time for anyone to falter. It's not the time for half-measures. And it's not the time to take two steps back to quiet the noise that seems to crowd in on all sides. The price is too high.

The last five years in particular have been difficult times for American writers and politicians who fight the leftist miasma and support the rule of democratic law along with their country's deep, abiding, and legitimate cultural traditions, many of which are now routinely sacrificed on the altars of a negative utopian multiculturalism and the other persistent "isms" of a discredited socialistic philosophy.

France is unwittingly turning into a lab, or perhaps a fishbowl giving us a furtive but clear view of what happens when misguided lefties forcibly intervene and allow the violent to bear it away with little attention to the costs. We're now witnessing in the fullness of time the results of the multicultural lie in France. What is called multiculturalism today is nothing more than a sneaky Gramscian blow against democracy, doublespeak for total surrender. We'll all be watching this grand, destructive experiment very carefully. And looking to see what happens in the next French election, assuming the mullahs will allow it to take place.

I've been told (credibly or not) that the French have a saying that goes something like this:

Qui se fait brebis, le loup le mange.

With a little creative license, I guess I'd translate this into English as:

If you turn into a sheep, you'll be dinner for the wolf.