Vibrancy in the USA

Immigrants are helpfully supplying the beheadings Americans won’t do:

Three beheadings in two different states and they happened here in the United States, not Mexico. Former DEA supervisor Phil Jordan says all three beheadings have cartel written all over them. They happened in Arizona and Oklahoma in the past year. A murder mystery is now unraveling on a stretch of North Reservation Road in Tucson, Ariz. County workers found a headless man lying on the side of the road Jan. 6. The man’s hands and feet were reportedly missing, too.

Of course, there are some fantastic Mexican restaurants now in downtown Iowa, so one has to keep that in mind when considering the cost-benefit balance of immigration. You can’t expect great burritos without a few beheadings. Besides, they’re mostly beheading each other anyhow, right? No harm, no foul.


The insidious aspect of immigration

Now, it is entirely possible that the names of the three contributors advocating the legalization of foreign money in US elections are Yaakov Roth, Viet Dinh, and Toni Massaro. No doubt there are plenty of short-sighted individuals with Anglo-Saxon names and an English or Scots-Irish heritage who could make the same case. But the arguments made by these children of the various waves of mass immigration to America underlines the extent to which the Constitutional principles upon which America was founded have been steadily adulterated by the Germans, Scandinavians, and Irish of the nineteenth century, and by the Italians, Jews, Asians, and Hispanics of the twentieth century.

Even as they cloak their arguments in the language of freedom and the Constitution, they act to destroy it in order to a) maximize the political influence of their immigrant group and b) attempt to make the laws of the state to which they have immigrated more like those of the state they left. The important fact that the pro-immigration forces fail to recognize is that simply because one sees better economic opportunity elsewhere does not mean that one has any respect for, or desire to live under, the laws and cultural traditions of the place to which one immigrates.

As an immigrant myself, I have seen this play out time and time again in the expatriate community. In my experience, most – not many, but most – expatriates have very little respect or regard for the laws and traditions of the land in which they are living. Many never trouble to even bother learning the language. I see no evidence that this is any different in the USA than it is in Europe.

Like most medications, immigration can strengthen a nation if it occurs in small doses, separated by reasonable interludes. But mass immigration is akin to a drug overdose and will inevitably destroy the laws, traditions, and customs of the invaded country.


Life, the mystery

I enjoy seeing how life is always a complete mystery to the politically correct:

A new wave of execution-style shootings in Sweden’s third largest city has left police puzzled, raising concerns that Malmo has become a magnet for gang-related killings. On Thursday dozens of police took to the streets in the southern Swedish city of 250,000 to try calm the public and to collect tips about the attacks, which come only a year after a suspected serial shooter was arrested there.

“We’ve never experienced anything like this before. It’s exceptional that there have been so many murders in such a short period of time,” police spokesman Lars-Hakan Lindholm said. “People are worried of course and want to talk about it.”

In less than six weeks, five people have been shot dead in execution-style killings, prompting local police to ask for back-up from national investigators and for Malmo Mayor Ilmar Reepalu to call on the country’s justice minister to implement tougher gun laws. Sweden’s gun control laws are fairly strict. Penalties for possessing illegal arms typically involve fines or up to one year in prison, but serious breaches of the law can result in a four-year sentence.

Lindholm said that due to the fast escalating death-toll police presence has now been bumped up by about 30 extra officers in the city on weekdays and by around 40 on the weekends. Malmo is an eclectic city, where about 40 percent of its residents are first- or second-generation immigrants.

Logic would dictate that the reason that they’ve never seen anything like it before is because Sweden used to be almost entirely populated by Swedes. It is, of course, quite shocking to learn that people who are not Swedish do not behave like Swedes. Not even when they find themselves in Sweden.

As it happens, I am given to understand that the Mongols did not give up their horse archery and human skullpiles for tantric yoga when they immigrated to India, nor did the Macedonians decided to exchange their imperial monarchy for democracy when Philip of Macedon conquered Athens. And I don’t believe American soldiers devote much of their time seducing donkeys no matter how long they are in Afghanistan.

I’m always a little curious to hear how the politically correct who are in denial about the observable fact of human sub-species explain the differences in human behavior. If I understand their logic correctly, human genetics have no impact on human behavior, as it is dictated by, apparently, geography. That being said, I do recall having a sudden craving to eat jellied cod soaked in lye and to sail across the North Atlantic, raping and pillaging, the last time I was in Stockholm. So, maybe there is something in the ley line theory after all. Or perhaps it is simply the somnolent dream whispers of the slumbering Elder Gods.


Failing to note the obvious

In which Jennifer Rubin somehow manages to realize that the decline of California is her fault, and the fault of millions of others like her:

When my parents announced they were uprooting the Glazer family from a cozy suburb of Philadelphia, as 5 million people did from eastern and midwestern towns between 1950 and 1980, the news was met with a mixture of awe (“California…” they would breathlessly whisper) and bewilderment (“But what is there?”). The very act of migrating by plane was itself somewhat grand. In the years before airline deregulation, one dressed up to fly, as if sailing on an ocean liner, and at prices not all that much lower than an ocean voyage’s. And yet those we were leaving behind acted as though we were traveling by caravan, leaving civilization and going into the wilderness.

In a real sense, even in 1968, California was the wilderness. If the cost of air travel was prohibitive for a family of modest means, they usually drove, and from the flatness of the Midwest they found themselves left speechless by the vision of the Rocky Mountains​, rugged coastlines, wide beaches, and empty space they knew only from the movies. Like emigrants leaving the old country in the 19th century, they often arrived friendless and unaccustomed to the habits of their new environment. Public transportation was in scarce supply; instead there were gleaming freeways with five lanes on each side. Tie and jacket? More and more restaurants didn’t care. Informality pervaded dress and speech at a time when, back east, adults still commonly addressed acquaintances as Mister and Missus….

Forty-two years after I arrived in California, the very notion of an affordable, happy-go-lucky, optimistic, and “golden” state seems otherworldly. Its financial condition resembles Greece’s. Self-dealing and political scandals involving public-sector unions have become commonplace not only in Sacramento but also in cities from Mexico to Oregon.

The lack of self-awareness here borders on the astounding. Phrased in less sentimental terms, Rubin is simply decribing how millions of newcomers to California moved there, were unaccustomed to the habits of their new environment, and therefore changed them. They supported more immigration from even further afar because, after all, they were immigrants too and obviously it couldn’t possibly be the case that they could be a problem. And now they don’t like the changes that they caused. How very surprising.

It’s all a bit ironic from my perspective, given that my grandparents were native Californians. They left right around the time that the current set of “Californians” who are now lamenting the decline of California arrived.


Vibrancy in the Valley

VDH writes about the many benefits that the vibrancy of immigration has brought to rural California:

In short, all the stuff of civilization — municipal buildings, education, religion, transportation, recreation — seems under assault in the last year by the contemporary forces of barbarism. After several thefts of mail, I ordered a fortified, armored mailbox. I was ecstatic when I saw the fabricator’s Internet ad: On the video, someone with an AK-47 emptied a clip into it; the mail inside was untouched. I gleefully said to myself: “That’s the one for me.” And it has been so far. But I wonder: Do the thieves not like to get their own mail? Do their children not play Little League? Do they not want a priest at their funeral? Would they not like to drive their cars without worrying about holes in the street? Or is their thinking that a rich society can cover for their crimes without their crimes’ ever much affecting them — given that most others still do not act as they do?

I know it is popular to suggest that as we reach our sixties, everything seems “worse,” and, like Horace’s laudatores temporis acti, we damn the present in comparison to the past. Sorry, it just isn’t so. In 1961, 1971, and 1981, city street lights were not systematically de-wired. And the fact that plaques and bells of a century’s pedigree were just now looted attests that they all survived the Great Depression, the punks of the 1950s, and the crime-ridden 1970s.

A couple now in their early 90s lives about three miles away from me on their small farm. I have known them for 50 years; he went to high school with my mother, and she was my Cub Scout leader. They now live alone and have recently been robbed nine, yes, nine, times. He told me he is thinking of putting a sign out at the entrance to his driveway: “Go away! Nothing left! You’ve already taken everything we have.” Would their robbers appreciate someone else doing that to their own grandparents? Do the vandals have locks on their own doors against other vandals?

There is indeed something of the Dark Ages about all this. In the vast rural expanse between the Sierras and the Coast Ranges, and from Sacramento to Bakersfield, our rural homes are like stray sheep outside the herd, without whatever protection is offered by the density of a town. When we leave for a trip or just go into town, the predators swarm.

Meanwhile, the Republicans and Democrats alike support policies that will ensure even more Hispanics enter the country. They pretend that the division between legal and illegal immigration is significant in any way, but the issue is not HOW people are entering the country but WHO is doing so.

Perhaps it is racist to assert that a sane and self-interested people would refuse to permit the mass entry of Somalis, Mexicans, and other semi-civilized peoples. But whether it is or not is entirely irrelevant. A clear choice was presented to the American people some fifty years ago. Americans had the option of living in a low-crime, homogenous, functioning civilization or a high-crime, heterogeneous, dysfunctional, post-civilized barbarism.

They chose the latter. And now they are only beginning to enjoy the fruits of vibrancy.


The Left goes full circle

So much for the notion of free speech in the UK:

The 34-year-old from New Addington in Croydon, south London, was held on suspicion of a racially aggravated public order offence after a video came to light on YouTube. The two-minute clip showed a woman insulting passengers while holding a toddler on her lap in a full tram carriage on the Croydon to Wimbledon service in South London.

It quickly spread via Twitter and YouTube, sparking outrage, as the woman in the video could be heard demanding foreign workers “go back to their own country”.

It is fascinating to see how the Left, which originally claimed to exist solely represent the interests of the working class, have now turned on the working class and is willing to criminalize a member of the working class for expressing the interests of the working class.

The UK unemployment rate is 8.3%. That means that several million members of the British working class are unemployed, while millions of third-world Africans and Asians are being permitted to migrate to Britain. If you haven’t been to London recently, it is shocking how few British people you will see on the streets there; on one occasion, I was the only white person – more than that, actually, the only individual of actual British descent – on the train the last time I was there.

This isn’t sustainable. Many, if not most British people feel exactly the same way the woman who is the latest thought criminal does, and eventually they will reach the point where they are not content to simply express themselves with futile words on the train. No doubt all right-thinking Brits are supposed to be shocked and horrified by the woman’s outburst, but I there can be little doubt that the majority of the population is in silent agreement with her.

In Germany, the media reported a record-setting heavy newborn. His name is Jihad. He is the youngest of 14 children. This, too, is not sustainable.

The multicultural concept has failed. Abysmally. It was founded on false premises. And every serious student of history knows what comes next. Periods of mass human migration are generally periods of war and other serious unpleasantries.


Fruits of the Arab Spring

Remember this martyr for his faith when the neocons are celebrating the accomplishments of their World Democratic Revolution. And remember it when Republicans are explaining why it is necessary to export democracy to the savages of the third world while simultaneously importing them throughout the West:

Arab Spring, Egyptian edition: a 17 year old Christian in a high school in Mallawi was ordered by his teacher to cover up a tattoo of a cross on his wrist. True to his faith, he refused to do so and instead exposed a crucifix that he wore around his neck. He was then beaten to death by his teacher and two Muslim students:

And lest they mistakenly conclude that the enemy of their enemy is their friend, I note that neither Jews nor atheists have proven to be any better off under Sharia.


America or North Mexico?

The Mexication of the American Southwest proceeds apace:

Students in a Texas public high school were made to stand up and recite the Mexican national anthem and Mexican pledge of allegiance as part of a Spanish class assignment, but the school district maintains there was nothing wrong with the lesson.

If you don’t see any problem with this, imagine if the Texas students were forced to sing Deutschland Uber Alles and learn the Nazi salute as part of a German class assignment. Perhaps for an encore, they can learn the geography of Mexico and which cartels control which regions.


The collapse of California

The historian VDH plays witness to the repeat of a familiar historical cycle:

This summer it has been a softer, modern version of living in a cabin on the Great Warpath circa 1740 near Albany or Montreal (in this regard, take a look at Eliot Cohen’s new book Conquered into Liberty on the origins of the American way of war), readying oneself for the next break-in — so our inland “California Corridor” has become from Bakersfield to Sacramento.

More specifically, I have been on the lookout around my farm for a predatory, nearly new, grey/silver Toyota truck that drives in and then speeds out — always a day or so before the nocturnal theft. He’s clever, this caser — and audacious too, like a wily Sherman tank prowling through the hedgerows. (Why, if poor, is he not home growing a tomato garden or scouring the roadside for the ubiquitous tossed aluminum cans and plastic bottles?)

On three separate occasions from June to August, I have had copper wire stripped out of pumps, the barn ransacked, and the two locks pried off the shop and various things stolen. (Why did they steal buckets of 1900 antique bolts and square nails and leave alone a drill press and grinder? Ease of recycling? Ignorance?)

One of the stranger things in the California Corridor is to periodically walk around a barnyard and notice: “Hmm, that set of rusted furrowers is gone? Hmmm, what happened to those sections of 2-inch pipe? Hmmm, didn’t I have an old compressor next to the shed? Have I got dementia, or wasn’t there once upon a time three metal ladders leaning against the shop?” It is as if they became animate, grew legs, and quietly walked off in the sunset.

Twice I ran into the barnyard to see the truck, with its two gangbanger youths, peel off in clouds of dust. The Toyota is always around when theft occurs, and always speeding off when anyone spots it. Rural California is also like North Africa circa 420 AD: the few family farms left are mostly fenced or walled, the dogs large, the owners armed — trying to survive against organized Vandal attacks. All we need are mosaics in the courtyard portraying happier times as a testament to future archeologists. Maybe a “Cave Canem!” on the doorstep.

I know of no neighboring farm that has not been broken into or fought/scared off such intruders.

Such are the gifts of mass immigration during the last days of the American Empire. Some claim that these immigrants will revitalize the nation, but given their destructive, criminal, and parasitical proclivities, it seems readily apparent that they will be one of the primary contributors to the eventual downfall.

The question comes down to this. Is this the repeat of 1740 or 420?


And now we know why she isn’t running

If reports of this past affair turns out to be true, I tend to suspect it wouldn’t go over particularly well with the core of Palin’s support. People talk a good game of racial equality, but very few men of any race are enthusiastic about the women of their race being involved with the men of other races.

In the book, which will be published on September 20th, McGinniss claims Sarah had a steamy interracial hookup with basketball stud GLEN RICE less than a year before she eloped with her husband Todd. Sarah hooked up with the NBA great, then a 6-foot-8 junior at the University of Michigan when he was playing in a college basketball tournament in Alaska in 1987, the book says. At the time, Sarah, just out of college, was working as a sports reporter for the Anchorage TV station KTUU….

Rice confirmed the story to McGinniss.

Although I have to say there is one thing very suspicious about this story. Glen Rice was never an NBA great.