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Robin Burk has a disturbing story from France. They are at war, from without and within, and don't even realize it. They watch the barbarians violently ravish their women, and they do nothing.

Which somehow brings to mind Lileks' latest screed:

It goes without saying that selling anti-Christian iconography to European fashionistas is a brave an act as reducing the food pellet allotment to your pet hamster; a true act of bravery would be yanking the dead wildebeest out of a lionís mouth. Or selling jeans that have the international cross-and-bar NO symbol over the crescent of Islam. They donít dare do that Ė partly because they are deeply suffused in the very racism they decry, and regard the inhabitants of their tall dead Corbu-inspired concrete ghettos as brown rabble beneath contempt and therefore irrelevant to relevant discussion, and partly because they have a nagging fear of editorials, hate-speech laws, tut-tuts from the thinking class, and the occasional unhinged fellow with a knife. But Christianity? Didnít that die in a muddy hole in Ypres?

I know, I know: I am a hopeless reactionary. I believe in judging a culture on the liberties and prosperity it affords to its people. I believe that the West is an anomaly in human history, and that it is a rare thing to have what we have: information without boundaries, freedom unimagined by those who have gone before, womenís equality instead of the black Hefty-trash-bag dress, respect for gays instead of death-by-stone-walls, and all the other remarkable accomplishments like space probes and plumbing and overnight delivery of Omaha Steaks (track the UPS code in your browser, if you wish.) But it didnít just happen. As Felix Unger said to Oscar Madison: you have to make gravy. It doesnít just come.

[Afternoon update]

No-pasaran has more. Read the comments, too.

Posted by Rand Simberg at January 05, 2006 05:50 AM
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