While somberly addressing the massacre still in progress — with the usual boilerplate “our hearts go out to [X victim of terror]” — U.S. President Obama managed to crack a joke, grin, chuckle, and draw laughter from his audience.
After all, what is the big deal? Shouldn’t we be used to Muslims rampaging and killing by now? And really, what’s nine dead compared to the many hundreds killed by Islamic terrorists around the world in recent weeks?
The leader of the nation where the attack took place, Angela Merkel, waited almost 24 hours before she delivered yet another perfunctory speech containing all the usual words, condolences, and platitudes.
Then again, what was the hurry? Muslims abusing, raping, and killing Germans in Germany is old hat.
Smaller Islamic terror attacks which once would have been extremely newsworthy — and received condemnation from the highest echelons of the political rung — now receive obligatory or no media coverage, and little comment.
So? What’s really left to say that hasn’t been said already—and ignored?
Systematic desensitization is when the client [the West] is exposed to the anxiety-producing stimulus [Islamic violence] at a low level [reports and images of Islamic violence “over there” in the Mideast], and once no anxiety is present a stronger version of the anxiety-producing stimulus is given [reports of violence closer to home, in the West]. This continues until the individual client [the West] no longer feels any anxiety towards the stimulus [Islamic violence].
Is this the plan?
Are the “global elite” producing situations, such as the manufactured “migrant crisis,” that cause the West to experience incrementally worse forms of Islamic violence, until it becomes desensitized, loses its “phobia” — in this case, “Islamophobia” — and simply “learns to live with terrorism,” as in the words of France’s prime minister?
And the US’s pRetend pResident too, lest we forget.
It’s like this: the War On Something Or Other is over, and we lost. We lost the moment George W Bush called Islam “the religion of peace.” The decision was made to stick our heads in the sand and go after shadowman enemies, defining “enemy” very strictly down to willfully and chickenheartedly sweep the realities of the Muslim pseudo-religion under a very thick rug. You can’t defeat an enemy you don’t understand and refuse to acknowledge…and we didn’t.
It’s too late for Europe, and very nearly so for us. They’ve allowed their societies to be infiltrated top to bottom with hordes of violent savages who despise them, and intend to see the Western world either subjugated or destroyed. We’re doing the same. The Muzzrats are committed to their beliefs in a way we never will be to ours, with a wholehearted fanaticism we can’t even comprehend, much less defeat.
They’ve been right about one thing all along: we are indeed soft and decadent, while they are ruthless and implacable. Strong horse, weak horse. Does that sound like a formula for victory for the soft and decadent to anybody? Can anybody seriously doubt the outcome of any clash between Ahmed the Beheader and Pajama Boy? Which one looks like the Weak Horse to you?
Islam is all by itself a reminder that humanity—and the world itself—is neither perfect nor perfectible. To fight it successfully means doing some ugly and unpleasant and extremely difficult things, and we simply don’t have “difficult” in us anymore. In truth, most of us would rather just be left alone. It’s understandable, I guess; in fact, it’s by way of being human nature. It’s also dangerous as hell, and it’s always been an irony central to human existence that our success—any success, either as individuals or as a culture—always carries within it the seeds of our destruction.
The nice thing is that the filthbag in question shown above, commonly known by his nickname Jihadi John, is dead. But Pajama Boy is alive and well, and still very much in charge of our government. And he’s in over his head, running a long-term war he can’t possibly win. Not when he doesn’t have the heart or the balls to try, refuses to admit that he’s in a war at all, and can’t even understand the concept of “war” in the first place.