Nobody Expects
I read this article in the Community Digital News, which reports an attack by an angry mob against a group of Mohammedans.
The writer, Rahat Husain, predictably uses buzz-words and halftruths (‘crazed mob’ forsooth?) to slant the article so that it is not news, but agitprop.
Naturally, we do not know what information, such as what provoked the attack, was left out of the propaganda article.
I notice with considerable pleasure and surprise that all the comments — at least, all the comments at the time when I read this — were not only clearly and openly pro-Irish and pro-Christian and anti-Mohammedan, but vehemently and unflinchingly so.
It was almost like hearing the words of men: actual, real grown men.
It was interesting to me, nay, fascinating, that not one, not one of the comments I read repeated the mealy-mouthed lies and self-destructive nonsense of the Politically Correct, even though the article was nothing but. I was expecting all the comments to be cleanly censored of all ungood thoughcrimes, and only to repeat the pious nonthingnesses of the Political Correct catchphrases and cant.
The foremost lie, that Islam is a religion rather than an aggressive totalitarian political program which happens to have some religious elements, was on display in the article, to be sure. Mr Husain also made a weak, comically weak, attempt to call the affair ‘racist’, as if that long-ago exhausted wordnoise still retained any rhetorical power among the unthinking, and still could provoke the expected Pavlovian reaction of fear and condemnation. How naive of him. But the comments did not buy this hogwash.
Could the common man finally be throwing off the chains, spitting out the gag and doffing the blinders of the press?
As an ex-newsman myself, I hope to see the Pravda-peddlers who call themselves newspapermen hanged by the neck from lampposts as traitors, after a proper and lawful military tribunal hearing in the years to come, or, better yet, burned alive as heretics, by the Supreme Sacred Congregation of the Roman and Universal Inquisition.
These events are far overdue. Deus lo Vult and Erin go Bragh
and let us pray to Saint James Matamoros, the Moorslayer:
O glorious Apostle, St. James, who by reason of thy fervent and generous heart wast chosen by Jesus to be a witness of His glory on Mount Tabor, and of His agony in Gethsemane; thou, whose very name is a symbol of warfare and victory: obtain for us strength and consolation in the unending warfare of this life, that, having constantly and generously followed Jesus, we may be victors in the strife and deserve to receive the victor’s crown in heaven. Amen.
About John C Wright
John C. Wright is a practicing philosopher, a retired attorney, newspaperman, and newspaper editor, and a published author of science fiction. Once a Houyhnhnm, he was expelled from the august ranks of purely rational beings when he fell in love; but retains an honorary title.
