The Manhood of the West
A British soldier was decapitated a few hundred yards from a UK Army base by two men with large knives saying: "We swear by almighty Allah we will never stop fighting you." The men were shot when police responded 20 minutes later. The photo above shows a scene:
This is the dramatic moment a woman appears to remonstrate with a man carrying a knife following a brutal attack in Woolwich.
The two alleged attackers are thought to have waited around for 20 minutes until Metropolitan Police officers arrived and then tried to attack them -- but were swiftly shot by armed policemen, including a woman.
"Remonstrate." Now there's a word to conjure with. The Telegraph describes the behavior of the onlookers -- the attackers asked the crowd to take their photo, which they apparently did:
"There was only a few people at first then traffic began to build up because people were getting out of their cars to shout at them they were taking no notice, they were standing there, I think they were proud of what they were doing.
"When they dumped the body in the road, these two black guys had the opportunity to hurt other people if they wanted to because there were brave women with the dead guy on the floor, they were shielding and covering him. The attackers with the knives were standing over these women.
"The guy with the gun, the tall guy with the beanie cap on, even a bus had pulled up -- he was going over to the bus and asking people to take his photo."
Then the killers allowed only women to come forward to succor the dead or dying man:
He said: "My friend and her mum were walking up the hill and the mum came straight to the victim.
She asked the black guys can I help him? And one of them said he was already dead but she could go.
Then one of them said 'No man is coming near this body, only women'."
"She was so brave, she didn't care what happened to her -- she knelt down by his side and comforted him.
She held his hand and put her other hand on his chest. I think she might have been praying.
My friend (the woman's daughter) was crying her eyes out. The victim was wearing a Help for Heroes T-shirt."
Mr. Tallant said the two men were walking up to people with cameras so they could be seen and filmed.
He said: "They wanted people to know who they were."
The women came forward. Children in nearby schools were locked down by their teachers.
This incident illustrates, if nothing else, the endpoint of the social engineering of the West. It has been remarkably effective.
From a certain point of view, the British crowd behaved perfectly and this is the way "they" all want us to behave. The populace sheltered in place, didn't do anything rash, talked to the perpetrators as people. They waited for the police to come and the hospital helicopter to take the corpse away. Some will doubtless get counseling to overcome their shattering experience.
And then they will congratulate themselves on how tough British society is; resilience and all that. The more caring will leave some flowers by a railing and hold a few candle vigils for healing and peace, until these wither and blow away and the news cycle washes up a new object of attention.
The attackers knew they were actors in a drama -- as keenly watched in their communities as on the BBC. And in that other audience they were asking: "How will the locals behave?" We know now. And that other audience may derive an entirely different lesson from this tableau: "See? Only their women act like men. They follow orders. They are nothing anymore -- these Westerners. They are a civilization whose core has been destroyed."
And would they be right? Who will be the judge? Per C.S. Lewis:
And all the time -- such is the tragi-comedy of our situation -- we continue to clamor for those very qualities we are rendering impossible. You can hardly open a periodical without coming across the statement that what our civilization needs is more "drive", or dynamism, or self-sacrifice, or "creativity". In a sort of ghastly simplicity we remove the organ and demand the function. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.
What could go wrong?