Paris Attacks Confirm Fallaci's Islam Insights

These are some of the things that Oriana Fallaci wrote after 9/11. So little has changed that she could have written them now, after the Paris attacks, which also confirm how right she was.

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The enemy is in our home

The canard of "moderate" Islam, the comedy of tolerance, the lie of the integration, the farce of multiculturalism continue. And with that, the attempt to make us believe that the enemy consists of a small minority and that small minority lives in distant countries. Well, the enemy is not a small minority. And he's in our home. He's an enemy that at first glance does not look like an enemy. Without a beard, dressed in Western fashion, and according to his accomplices in good or bad faith perfectly-assimilated-into-our-social-system. That is, with a residence permit. With the car. With family. Never mind if the family is often made up of two or three wives, never mind if the wife or wives are constantly beaten up, if he sometimes kills his blue-jeans-wearing daughter, if sometimes his son rapes the 15-year-old Bolognese girl walking in the park with her boyfriend. He is an enemy that we treat as a friend. Who nevertheless hates and despise us with intensity. An enemy whom in the name of humanitarianism and political asylum we welcome in thousands at a time, even though the reception centres are overflowing, bursting, and we no longer know where to put him. An enemy whom, in the name of "necessity" (but what necessity, the necessity to fill our streets with peddlers and drug dealers?), we invite through the Olympus of the Constitution. "Come, dear, come. We need you so much." An enemy who turns mosques into barracks, training camps, recruitment centres for terrorists, and who blindly obeys the imam. An enemy who, thanks to the free movement required by the Schengen Agreement, roams at will across Eurabia, so that to go from London to Marseille, from Cologne to Milan or vice versa he doesn't have to produce any documents. He can be a terrorist who moves around to organise or put into effect a massacre, he can carry all the explosives he wants: no one stops him, no one touches him.

The crucifix will disappear

An enemy who, right after settling in our cities or countryside, engages in bullying and demands free or semi-free housing as well as the right to vote and citizenship. All of which he gets easily. An enemy who imposes his own rules and customs on us. Who attacks the teacher or the principal because a polite schoolgirl kindly offered to her Muslim classmate a rice pancake with Marsala, namely "with a liqueur". And-careful-not-to-repeat-the-insult. An enemy who from kindergartens wants to ban - indeed bans - Nativity scenes and Father Christmas. Who removes the crucifix from the classrooms, throws it out of the windows of hospitals, and defines it as "a naked little corpse put there to scare Muslim children". An enemy who in Britain stuffs his shoes with explosives in order to blow up the Paris-Miami jumbo flight. An enemy who in Amsterdam kills Theo van Gogh, guilty of making documentaries about the slavery of Muslim women, and after killing him opens his belly and sticks into it a letter with the death sentence of his best friend. The enemy, finally, for whom you will always find a lenient magistrate, ready to release him from prison. And whom Eurobean governments (note: this is not a typo, I just mean Eurobean, not European) don't expel even if he is illegal.