Navigating Diversity
Julie Burchill has a hard-hitting column on the reaction to the London bombings by the soft-headed, deep-pocketed British left. It's called Why should we tolerate these Islamofascists who hate us all?
Some of us already have come to a conclusion about the answer to that question. Whether we spell it "color" or "colour," we recognize an enemy whose world is all black and white.
Still, there was something a little creepy about the way in which certain people went on about the diversity of the dead. For one thing, it showed a willingness to believe the best of the bombers: that if only they had known that they had murdered delegates of all creeds and colours, they wouldn’t have done it.
Bullshit. This sort of Islamofascist hates multiculturalism. Just you try building a church in Saudi Arabia! They won’t even let our troops out there celebrate St Valentine’s Day. And as for any idea of the races being equal ... it is the Muslim world that keeps slavery alive, and Muslim governments, as in Sudan, that see nothing whatsoever wrong with ethnic cleansing. Recently a Muslim columnist wrote sorrowfully of how in her culture a Muslim girl marrying a black man was the greatest shame that could fall upon a family. So much for equality under Islam.
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What we have learnt recently is that diversity is not just to be celebrated mindlessly, but also navigated and negotiated. We, the host community, have accepted multiculturalism; the issue now is whether hardline — and I stress hardline — Muslims can do the same.
To my eyes at least, “live and let live” seems to be a concept they have a problem with; until they can grasp it, as the Sikhs and Hindus have (who have at least as strong and rich a culture, but feel no need to burn books, form parliaments, set up separatist schools and kill their fellow Britons to demonstrate this), the jury is still out on whether hardline Muslims can truly live happily in non-Muslim countries. And, after all, they have 56 — count ’em! — of their own to go to if they don’t like it. They are spoilt for choice.
Or will they not be happy until every last country in the world is composed of veiled women, bearded men and dead infidels, of all creeds and colours?
Some of us already have come to a conclusion about the answer to that question. Whether we spell it "color" or "colour," we recognize an enemy whose world is all black and white.
