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Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Islamist Tsunami
SOMETHING SAD. The good news is that students in American public schools who can't identify countries like France, Italy, and Spain on the map needn't worry about it any longer (if they ever did). Here's the new map. Spain's been off it ever since they caved in to Islamist extortion and voted in an appeasement government after 3/11. The French have been flailing in the water since the government found it couldn't stand up to a bunch of ghetto muslim punks who burn cars for fun, and they finally slipped under the waves this week when the government proved it couldn't stand up to a bunch of lazy, spoiled university brats who burn cars to demonstrate their qualifications to hold lifelong jobs. Italy's gone too, sunk in a night and a day like Atlantis, as a once proud nation signed up for a program of anti-American rhetoric and craven appeasement of barbarians.
The bad news is, if you really really hate war, this is the worst possible news. For explanation, we could direct you to two excellent essays (h/t InstaPundit), one by Charles Krauthammer and one by Daniel Johnson, but we won't do that. Instead, we'll leave you with one stanza from a poem by the great Irishman William Butler Yeats:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Have a nice day.
