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There is a story going on in the media that the Boston terrorists (two Chechen immigrants) were not well-adapted to America. One of them even, apparently, said that he had no American friends, “he couldn’t understand them”. (And who can blame him? Sometimes I can’t either)
In any case, I don’t think it is true. I think that they were perfectly adapted. What is America nowadays, after all? A “land of immigrants”, as they call it. But no longer a nation where immigrants are supposed to adapt and assimilate. On the contrary, it is the country that has to bend over backward to accommodate them. “Para Español, marque dos”. For the Multi-Prayer room, just turn Left.
The brothers were Muslim. Luckily, America is not a Christian country, it is a multicultural, multi-faith country. The older brother didn’t have to give up on his religion. In fact, he got married and it was his American wife the one who converted to Islam. It all seemed like a happy love story, until he started to watch too many jihadi videos, abused her, and then decide to blow up a marathon. Oh well, what won’t people do for fun, right?
Both were so assimilated that one had a Green Card and the other was a citizen faster than most people who work slavishly for years on a H1B Visa. They even got a scholarship to study in a prestigious university. “They loved the country”, said her mother. (She also said that they were “angels”, and that they were framed by the evil American government.)
Still, the poor kids felt oppressed. But that was also part of the assimilation process: the cult of victimization. Today in America, if you’re a minority, start complaining and sue someone. If nothing all works, you can always go out with a bang instead than with a whimper.
After all, today there’s no better way to call attention and become famous in America than with some of the good old ultra-violence, as Alex from the Clockwork Orange would say. It will appear on television or on the Internet 24/7. What’s not to like?
Unassimilated Chechens? Not really. They were as American as Major Hassan, as Adam Lanza, as Diebold and Harris. They assimilated all the lessons of contemporary culture.
Too bad that some people had to die because of that.
It is slowly dawning on some people that the transformation of the United States into Northern Mexico and of Europe into Eurabia is not necessarily a good thing. According to an interesting article published in the City Journal, the descendants of the Mexican underclass that cross and live illegally in the American territory, remain, what a surprise, an underclass in the new country. They lead in teenage pregnancies, school abandonment and gang affiliation. The Islamic immigrants in Europe tend to lead in rape and in welfare dependency.
In the US, Democrats tend to favor amnesty for illegals and increased immigration. It is only natural, since they are increasing their voter turnout. They are, however, very much against the patriarchy and against domestic violence. Unfortunately, the illegal Mexican immigrants and their descendants seem to be leaders in domestic violence. The more illegal immigration from Mexico there is, the more domestic violence there will be.
The same is true, incidentally, of the Muslim hordes that invade the European territory, either legally or illegally (doesn’t make that much difference in the end). There is probably no population in the world that is less concerned by “women’s rights” than Muslim populations, from their addiction to genital mutilation to the obligation to wearing veils or to being forced to marry their rapists. Rape, in fact, is also very common in this demographic group. In Norway, in a certain year, apparently 100% of rapes in the country were committed by immigrants, mostly of Muslim origin.
If the US was more like Canada, it could promote more qualified legal immigration instead of the illegal immigration of the underclass. But that’s not how the thing is seen by the authorities, who prefer cheap labor and lots of votes.
The progressive take on the matter seems to be that, by inviting these immigrants into America and Europe, they will be magically changed through education, and therefore they will eventually become progressive. It is a touching belief in the possibilities of changing the human mind. There is a risk, however, that exactly the opposite could happen, that the non-progressive view of the immigrants (at least in what regards women’s issues) could prevail and change society for the worse.
What makes a country is not its geography, not even its government or its institutions. What makes a country is its people. If you change the people through massive immigration, you cannot be surprised that the country changes too. That so many intelligent men are incapable of grasping such an obvious fact is one of the great mysteries of the contemporary age, one that will keep the Historians of the future occupied for decades.
“The Intouchables” (Americans distributors could have called it “The Untouchables”, but I suppose they didn’t want it to get confused with Brian de Palma’s film about Al Capone) has been an incredible hit in France, watched by over fifteen million people, and is repeating the same level of success in many other European countries. In the U.S., it had so far a box office of US$ 10 million, not bad for a foreign film in a country that hates subtitles.
The film tells the story of the friendship between a quadriplegic rich man and his assistant, a black immigrant from Senegal. It was apparently based in a real case, but in the true story the nurse was an Arab from Algeria, while in the movie he is portrayed as a black man from Senegal. It is unclear why the filmmakers made the change, except to increase the contrast between the two main characters, and to offer an even more audacious propaganda of immigration. Being Arab was perhaps not exotic enough, at this point.
In a superficial level, the success of the movie seems easy to understand: it provides, after all, a feel-good message of understanding between rich and poor, aristocratic French and immigrant minority, handicapped and healthy. Who doesn’t like a happy ending, especially while in real life they are so hard to come by?
There have been many good films about two characters with contrasting personalities that are forced to live together and end up learning much one from the other. Intouchables, however, is not one of those films. In the end, frankly, it is just a superficial movie with one-dimensional characters and a politically correct message that actually seems to be the main concern of the film.
It’s been happening in Hollywood for a while, but we now see the phenomenon in European movies as well: the (liberal) message takes the front seat to the story or the characters. All politically correct bases are covered. In Intouchables, there’s even an unnecessary nod to homosexual couples, totally unrelated to the main plot.
The main problem of the film, however, is that it says nothing real about its characters. The pitch: poor black man teaches rich white French man how to “swing”. Well, not literally, since the poor guy is tied to a wheelchair and can’t move any of his limbs. But, in essence, that’s the message of the film. And, as such, it consists of a complete inversion of what all movies of similar genre have been. Scent of a Woman, both the Italian version with Vittorio Gassman and the American version with Al Pacino, was a good film about a young man who learned something about life from a handicapped man.
You would think the same would happen in Intouchables: that it would be a story about a poor, ignorant immigrant who, in contact with a completely new world of richness and high culture, grows personally, learns about art, poetry, music. But, of course, it’s the opposite. In the film, it is the aristocratic Philippe who learns to have fun driving recklessly, to listen to black pop songs, to smoke dope and to have fun with Asian prostitutes who massage his ears (as if, as a rich aristocrat, he couldn’t have access to better drugs and women).
Driss, the male nurse? Well, he learns how to create meaningless abstract paintings and get rich idiots to buy them (another cliché). He learns a few quips about art and literature, but he mostly uses them as lines to impress women, without any kind of genuine aesthetic interest.
Philippe is also not well developed, and his character also doesn’t seem to grow much. In the end, it seems that the character of Philippe in the film works best as a metaphor for Europe: an old aristocratic continent totally paralyzed by inaction, dragged by third-world immigrants into a life of hedonism, rap, drugs and prostitution, and yet still feeling pretty good about it.