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August 15, 2011


The Light That Must Not Fail


 <http://www.familysecuritymatters.org/authors/id.93/author_detail.asp> Edward 
Cline

                                

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Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.
The more things change, the more they stay the same. 
(Common English translation)


It was first an epigram written by French novelist, critic, and publisher 
Alphonse Jean Baptiste Karr in 1849. Now it is regarded as a proverb. It 
applies to the Islamic nations of Pakistan and Afghanistan (and any other 
Islamic nation), because nothing there has changed in centuries but the 
weaponry and technology that Islam could never have created and has certainly 
appropriated to “defend the faith.” American presence there has had less 
influence than had the British. The cultures of Pakistan and Afghanistan are 
still stagnant, obdurately and contentedly imprisoned by a barbaric creed. 
Those who in those countries raise their hands or their minds against the creed 
are almost immediately struck down. 

Over a century ago Winston Churchill described the problem with Islam, and 
specifically with Muslims. His first-hand experiences with them in Afghanistan 
and later in the Sudan are evidence of an uncorrupted epistemology and an 
uncompromised moral evaluation of them. Not even the most ardent anti-jihadist 
would portray Muslims in the frank and objective terms that Churchill did. He 
did not flinch from the evidence of his eyes. He did not search for some 
“saving grace” in Islam or in a Muslim that would forego a blanket condemnation 
of Islam 

In  <http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/1575199/posts> The River War, his 
two-volume account of the Sudan Campaign of 1896-1899 – the campaign ending 
with the battle of Umm Diwaykarat and the demise of the Mahdiyah regime, 
established in 1885 over the Sudan – he picks up where he left off in  
<http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/pages/frontline/taliban/tribal/churchill.html> The 
Malakand Field Force:

"How dreadful are the curses which Mohammedanism lays on its votaries! Besides 
the fanatical frenzy, which is as dangerous in a man as hydrophobia in a dog, 
there is this fearful fatalistic apathy. The effects are apparent in many 
countries. Improvident habits, slovenly systems of agriculture, sluggish 
methods of commerce, and insecurity of property exist wherever the followers of 
the Prophet rule or live. A degraded sensualism deprives this life of its grace 
and refinement; the next of its dignity and sanctity.

The fact that in Mohammedan law every woman must belong to some man as his 
absolute property, either as a child, a wife, or a concubine, must delay the 
final extinction of slavery until the faith of Islam has ceased to be a great 
power among men. Individual Moslems may show splendid qualities - but the 
influence of the religion paralyses the social development of those who follow 
it. No stronger retrograde force exists in the world. Far from being moribund, 
Mohammedanism is a militant and proselytizing faith. It has already spread 
throughout Central Africa, raising fearless warriors at every step; and were it 
not that Christianity is sheltered in the strong arms of science, the science 
against which it had vainly struggled, the civilization of modern Europe might 
fall, as fell the civilization of ancient Rome."*


In those and in subsequent paragraphs there is no hint of a suggestion by 
Churchill that Islam could be “reformed” or that there are redeeming qualities 
in the creed which would civilize a Muslim and render him as indistinguishable 
from and non-threatening as the average Catholic or Presbyterian.

In  
<http://books.google.com/books?id=04goeDhAPDkC&printsec=frontcover&dq=The+Story+of+the+Malakand+Field+Force&cd=1#v=onepage&q&f=false>
 The Malakand Field Force, published before The River War, Churchill went into 
damning detail about the Afghan tribesmen and their culture, which have not 
changed to this day, and never will.

Except at the times of sowing and of harvest, a continual state of feud and 
strife prevails throughout the land. Tribe wars with tribe. The people of one 
valley fight with those of the next. To the quarrels of communities are added 
the combats of individuals. Khan assails khan, each supported by his retainers. 
Every tribesman has a blood feud with his neighbor. Every man's hand is against 
the other, and all against the stranger.

Nor are these struggles conducted with the weapons which usually belong to the 
races of such development. To the ferocity of the Zulu are added the craft of 
the Redskin and the marksmanship of the Boer. The world is presented with that 
grim spectacle, "the strength of civilisation without its mercy." At a thousand 
yards the traveller falls wounded by the well-aimed bullet of a breech-loading 
rifle. His assailant, approaching, hacks him to death with the ferocity of a 
South-Sea Islander. The weapons of the nineteenth century are in the hands of 
the savages of the Stone Age.

Every influence, every motive that provokes the spirit of murder among men, 
impels these mountaineers to deeds of treachery and violence. The strong 
aboriginal propensity to kill, inherit in all human beings, has in these 
valleys been preserved in unexampled strength and vigor. That religion, which 
above all others was founded and propagated by the sword -- the tenets and 
principles of which are instinct with incentives to slaughter and which in 
three continents has produced fighting breeds of men -- stimulates a wild and 
merciless fanaticism. The love of plunder, always a characteristic of hill 
tribes, is fostered by the spectacle of opulence and luxury which, to their 
eyes, the cities and plains of the south display. A code of honor not less 
punctilious than that of old Spain, is supported by vendettas as implacable as 
those of Corsica.

In such a state of society, all property is held directly by main force. Every 
man is a soldier. Either he is the retainer of some khan -- the man-at-arms of 
some feudal baron as it were -- or he is a unit in the armed force of his 
village -- the burgher of mediaeval history. In such surroundings we may 
without difficulty trace the rise and fall of an ambitious Pathan. At first he 
toils with zeal and thrift as an agriculturist on that plot of ground which his 
family have held since they expelled some former owner. He accumulates in 
secret a sum of money. With this he buys a rifle from some daring thief, who 
has risked his life to snatch it from a frontier guard-house. He becomes a man 
to be feared. Then he builds a tower to his house and overawes those around him 
in the village. Gradually they submit to his authority. He might now rule the 
village; but he aspires still higher. He persuades or compels his neighbors to 
join him in an attack on the castle of a local khan. The attack succeeds. The 
khan flies or is killed; the castle captured. The retainers make terms with the 
conqueror. The land tenure is feudal. In return for their acres they follow 
their new chief to war. Were he to treat them worse than the other khans 
treated their servants, they would sell their strong arms elsewhere. He treats 
them well. Others resort to him. He buys more rifles. He conquers two or three 
neighboring khans. He has now become a power.

Many, perhaps all, states have been founded in a similar way, and it is by such 
steps that civilisation painfully stumbles through her earlier stages. But in 
these valleys the warlike nature of the people and their hatred of control, 
arrest the further progress of development. We have watched a man, able, 
thrifty, brave, fighting his way to power, absorbing, amalgamating, laying the 
foundations of a more complex and interdependent state of society. He has so 
far succeeded. But his success is now his ruin. A combination is formed against 
him. The surrounding chiefs and their adherents are assisted by the village 
populations. The ambitious Pathan, oppressed by numbers, is destroyed. The 
victors quarrel over the spoil, and the story closes, as it began, in bloodshed 
and strife.

The conditions of existence, that have been thus indicated, have naturally led 
to the dwelling-places of these tribes being fortified. If they are in the 
valley, they are protected by towers and walls loopholed for musketry. If in 
the hollows of the hills, they are strong by their natural position. In either 
case they are guarded by a hardy and martial people, well armed, brave, and 
trained by constant war.

This state of continual tumult has produced a habit of mind which recks little 
of injuries, holds life cheap and embarks on war with careless levity, and the 
tribesmen of the Afghan border afford the spectacle of a people, who fight 
without passion, and kill one another without loss of temper. Such a 
disposition, combined with an absolute lack of reverence for all forms of law 
and authority, and a complete assurance of equality, is the cause of their 
frequent quarrels with the British power. A trifle rouses their animosity. They 
make a sudden attack on some frontier post. They are repulsed. From their point 
of view the incident is closed. There has been a fair fight in which they have 
had the worst fortune. What puzzles them is that "the Sirkar" should regard so 
small an affair in a serious light. Thus the Mohmands cross the frontier and 
the action of Shabkadr is fought. They are surprised and aggrieved that the 
Government are not content with the victory, but must needs invade their 
territories, and impose punishment. Or again, the Mamunds, because a village 
has been burnt, assail the camp of the Second Brigade by night. It is a drawn 
game. They are astounded that the troops do not take it in good part.

They, when they fight among themselves, bear little malice, and the combatants 
not infrequently make friends over the corpses of their comrades or suspend 
operations for a festival or a horse race. At the end of the contest cordial 
relations are at once re-established. And yet so full of contradictions is 
their character, that all this is without prejudice to what has been written of 
their family vendettas and private blood feuds. Their system of ethics, which 
regards treachery and violence as virtues rather than vices, has produced a 
code of honor so strange and inconsistent, that it is incomprehensible to a 
logical mind. I have been told that if a white man could grasp it fully, and 
were to understand their mental impulses -- if he knew, when it was their honor 
to stand by him, and when it was their honor to betray him; when they were 
bound to protect and when to kill him--he might, by judging his times and 
opportunities, pass safely from one end of the mountains to the other. But a 
civilised European is as little able to accomplish this, as to appreciate the 
feelings of those strange creatures, which, when a drop of water is examined 
under a microscope, are revealed amiably gobbling each other up, and being 
themselves complacently devoured.

… Truth is unknown among them. A single typical incident displays the 
standpoint from which they regard an oath. In any dispute about a field 
boundary, it is customary for both claimants to walk round the boundary he 
claims, with a Koran in his hand, swearing that all the time he is walking on 
his own land. To meet the difficulty of a false oath, while he is walking over 
his neighbor's land, he puts a little dust from his own field into his shoes. 
As both sides are acquainted with the trick, the dismal farce of swearing is 
usually soon abandoned, in favor of an appeal to force.

All are held in the grip of miserable superstition. The power of the ziarat, or 
sacred tomb, is wonderful. [By this, Churchill did not mean “wonderful” as we 
use the term, but rather that the superstition defied all reason.] Sick 
children are carried on the backs of buffaloes, sometimes sixty or seventy 
miles, to be deposited in front of such a shrine, after which they are carried 
back -- if they survive the journey -- in the same way. It is painful even to 
think of what the wretched child suffers in being thus jolted over the cattle 
tracks. But the tribesmen consider the treatment much more efficacious than any 
infidel prescription. To go to a ziarat and put a stick in the ground is 
sufficient to ensure the fulfillment of a wish. To sit swinging a stone or 
colored glass ball, suspended by a string from a tree, and tied there by some 
fakir, is a sure method of securing a fine male heir. To make a cow give good 
milk, a little should be plastered on some favorite stone near the tomb of a 
holy man. These are but a few instances; but they may suffice to reveal a state 
of mental development at which civilisation hardly knows whether to laugh or 
weep. 


Their superstition exposes them to the rapacity and tyranny of a numerous 
priesthood -- "Mullahs," "Sahibzadas," "Akhundzadas," "Fakirs," -- and a host 
of wandering Talib-ul-ilms, who correspond with the theological students in 
Turkey, and live free at the expense of the people. More than this, they enjoy 
a sort of "droit du seigneur," and no man's wife or daughter is safe from them. 
Of some of their manners and morals it is impossible to write [Victorian 
sensibilities prohibited Churchill from describing these “manners and 
morals.”]. As Macaulay has said of Wycherley's plays, "they are protected 
against the critics as a skunk is protected against the hunters." They are 
"safe, because they are too filthy to handle, and too noisome even to approach."

Yet the life even of these barbarous people is not without moments when the 
lover of the picturesque might sympathise with their hopes and fears. In the 
cool of the evening, when the sun has sunk behind the mountains of Afghanistan, 
and the valleys are filled with a delicious twilight, the elders of the village 
lead the way to the chenar trees by the water's side, and there, while the men 
are cleaning their rifles, or smoking their hookas, and the women are making 
rude ornaments from beads, and cloves, and nuts, the Mullah drones the evening 
prayer. Few white men have seen, and returned to tell the tale. But we may 
imagine the conversation passing from the prices of arms and cattle, the 
prospects of the harvest, or the village gossip, to the great Power, that lies 
to the southward, and comes nearer year by year. Perhaps some former Sepoy, of 
Beluchis or Pathans, will recount his adventures in the bazaars of Peshawar, or 
tell of the white officers he has followed and fought for in the past. He will 
speak of their careless bravery and their strange sports; of the far-reaching 
power of the Government, that never forgets to send his pension regularly as 
the months pass by; and he may even predict to the listening circle the day 
when their valleys will be involved in the comprehensive grasp of that great 
machine, and judges, collectors and commissioners shall ride to sessions at 
Ambeyla, or value the land tax on the soil of Nawagai.

Then the Mullah will raise his voice and remind them of other days when the 
sons of the prophet drove the infidel from the plains of India, and ruled at 
Delhi, as wide an Empire as the Kafir holds to-day: when the true religion 
strode proudly through the earth and scorned to lie hidden and neglected among 
the hills: when mighty princes ruled in Bagdad, and all men knew that there was 
one God, and Mahomet was His prophet. And the young men hearing these things 
will grip their Martinis, and pray to Allah, that one day He will bring some 
Sahib -- best prize of all -- across their line of sight at seven hundred yards 
so that, at least, they may strike a blow for insulted and threatened Islam. …**


I excerpted this lengthy quotation from Malakand because it was difficult to 
select a single sentence or paragraph that would not also illustrate the point 
that Muslims are still this primitive, not only in Afghanistan and Pakistan, 
but in any Western country Muslims have emigrated to, and even have been born 
in as second generation Muslims. On its own terms, as an instance of fine prose 
writing about Islam, we do not see its like today, and certainly not in the 
mainstream media. I highlighted Talib-ul-ilms (meaning “students) because the 
Taliban are still there, still killing our soldiers, still terrorizing other 
Muslims, still plotting against the “Empire of the Kafir.” Churchill uses a 
term that is employed today: kafir (unbeliever) by anyone who writes about 
Islam and has correctly identified the peril. The term is synonymous with 
“infidel.” Which, for the jihdist, is synonymous with fair game for slaughter, 
rape, plundering, enslavement, and conquest.

Note also that there is no suggestion of “hate” in Churchill’s description of 
Islam and the state of Muslims. He may as well have been writing about a nest 
of termites. He was unable to imagine Muslims valuing the kind of liberty the 
West takes (or took) for granted, and incapable of projecting a credible 
Western version of Islam. When the barbarians overran Rome, they didn’t come to 
introduce new modes of plumbing or life-saving surgery or poetry. And when the 
Moslems captured Alexandria in Egypt, it wasn’t to browse through what remained 
of its great library. They burned it.

Would General Petraeus be able to pen an assessment of Islam as honest as 
Churchill’s? Or Colin Powell? Or any modern military commander assigned to “win 
the hearts and minds” of Muslim “extremists”? Political correctness, in the 
context of military operations, governs the “rule of engagement” in any public 
discussion of Islam, whether it is the violent kind or the stealth kind. All it 
accomplishes are needless casualties and ultimate defeat, an unconscionable 
waste of blood and treasure in pursuit of a détente with destruction, in which 
only the destroyers can triumph.

The first step in defeating an enemy is to acknowledge that it is one. The 
second step is to not to talk it to death, or engage it in a friendly panel 
discussion on the meaning of life. Jihadists know this, and act accordingly – 
bringing down a helicopter full of American soldiers, and winning a foot-bath 
and prayer room in a Western business or factory. But the West has forgotten 
the true rules of engagement, preferring to pretend that the enemy would not be 
an enemy if only we “understood” it and “tolerated” it. Kipling had some advice 
about indulging in that kind of evasive “tolerance” of an enemy one secretly 
fears will destroy for the sake of destruction.

 

“To each man is appointed his particular dread – the terror that if he does not 
fight against it, must cow him even to the loss of his manhood.”***


The light that is failing in the West is the knowledge of its own superior, 
life-affirming and life-sustaining value. Islam is a nihilist ideology that 
must be fought against with the same dedication one must oppose the ongoing 
jihad of secular collectivism unleashed against us by the Progressive Marxists 
in Washington.

Islam will not and cannot change. It can trade filthy robes and sandals for 
three-piece suits and Rolex watches, and spears and swords for rocket-propelled 
grenades and Kalashnikov rifles, but it will remain what it has been for 
fourteen centuries: a cult of death and degradation.

*Winston Churchill, The River War, Vol. II, pp. 248-50. London: Longmans, 
Green, 1899.

**Winston Churchill, The Story of the  
<http://www.churchillbooks.com/detail.cfm?title=THE_STORY_OF_THE_MALAKAND_FIELD_FORCE&itemNumber=14213>
 Malakand Field Force: An Episode of Frontier War, pp.6-8. (Originally 
published by Longmans, Green & Co. 1898.) Text quoted here is from my copy of 
the Dover 2010 reprint of the Thomas Nelson & Sons edition, 1916 (London).

***Rudyard Kipling, The Light That Failed, p. 128 (1899). New York: Charles 
Scribner’s & Sons, 1909. 

 

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"To each man is appointed his particular dread – the terror that if he does 
not fight against it, must cow him even to the loss of his manhood." Rudyard 
Kipling

In other words it is better to fight like a man now than to surrender and live 
as a slave later. It is of course best to fight like a man and win against 
Islamic Totalitarianism (Islamo-Fascism), or any other form of totalitarianism; 
but it is also better to fight and die as a free man than to live as a slave. 
The latter is the loss of manhood -- but not the former. Honorable death in the 
fight against our totalitarian enemy is a sacrificial, life-affirming, eternal 
expression of manhood. Submission to the evil of Islamo-Fascism is the eternal 
loss of manhood -- a form of living death. 

One may ask the question: What eventually happens to the wives, daughters, sons 
and property of those who submit to enslaving totalitarian power? Some things 
are worse than death because, after all, death will eventually come in the end 
even if one submits to slavery.

"War is evil, but it is often the lesser evil." George Orwell

"Live Free or Die." Gen. John Stark -- Hero of Bunker Hill

 



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