by Roger W. Gardner
Transposted from Radarsite.
Who do you call when you see an entire civilization becoming suicidal?
Is there a Hotline number for this particular crisis?
Every day the reports coming in are getting more and more ominous. We are losing battle after battle. From Sweden, from Denmark, Germany and Italy, the bad news keeps coming. Whole sections of old historical European cities are under siege. Stockholm, Marseilles, entire rural communities north of Rome, the industrial cities of Northern England, all are rapidly becoming culturally unrecognizable.
And in the wake of this relentless Muslim tsunami the Socialist multiculturalist European governments are falling all over themselves to accommodate these seditious immigrants who despise everything that their democratic societies stand for. The barbarians move in and civilization retreats and the crime rate soars. And it's happening over and over again.
Every day we write about the latest international horror on our websites, every day we pour our impotent rage into this vast anonymous blogosphere, where it quickly dissipates into the ether. Every day we compose our passionate essays and our thought-provoking articles; we dutifully support our well-reasoned arguments with legions of statistics.
And every day the world moves closer and closer to the edge of the yawning chasm. Closer and closer to cultural oblivion.
Our whole civilized Judeo/Christian Western World, it seems, is in the thralls of some dark hypnotic medieval catharsis of self-flagellation. We have convinced ourselves that we are monstrous sinners, that we must atone for our monstrous sins by willingly participating in our complete and utter self-destruction. We have risen to our civilizational heights, we continually remind ourselves, by building our glorious empires on the broken corpses of the world's wretched and poor. Whatever good we have done for this world was either illusory or self-aggrandizing.
We eagerly cede the moral high ground to these backward brutes without debate. We pride ourselves on our ability to grovel before them, we smile in sweet subservience and ask them if there's anything more we can do. We honor their right to dishonor our laws and to undermine our traditional values and we call it enlightenment. We teach our children to despise us, and we pay our entertainers to humiliate us in front of the whole world.
Like all self-perceived failures, we look back nostalgically to those halcyon days of long ago. Those days of that so-called Greatest Generation, when we were a people united and all the world loved us.
But maybe that was all a dream. Maybe the world never really loved us after all. Maybe we're getting our memories all mixed up with our movies. Maybe they all just feared us, and needed us. Maybe...
To at least half of our fellow citizens we conservative bloggers are seen as nothing more than alarmists and propagandists, morose disciples of gloom and doom. For at least half of our fellow citizens 9/11 just didn't do it. The Munich Olympics didn't do it either, and Beirut didn't do it, Lockerby didn't do it, Madrid didn't do it, and the London bombings didn't do it, and on and on and on and on...
One can only ask: What the hell would do it?
How many more democratic Western cultures will have to be inundated and destroyed? How many more innocent people will have to die? How many more Western women will have to be gang-raped by unrepentant Muslim thugs? How many more multiculturalist city councils will meekly surrender to Islamist intimidation? How many more big traditional New Year's Eve celebrations will have to be called off for fear of Muslim retaliation?
Where will it all end?
Will our collective anguished cries merely dissipate into the ether?