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 British lions come up lambs in Woolwich.
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On Wednesday, Drummer Lee Rigby of the Royal Regiment of Fusiliers, a man
who had served Queen and country honorably in the hell of Helmand Province
in Afghanistan, emerged from his barracks on Wellington Street, named after
the Duke thereof, in southeast London. Minutes later, he was hacked to
death in broad daylight and in full view of onlookers by two men with
machetes who crowed “Allahu akbar!” as they dumped his carcass in the
middle of the street like so much road kill.

As grotesque as this act of savagery was, the aftermath was even more
unsettling. The perpetrators did not, as the Tsarnaev brothers did in
Boston, attempt to escape. Instead, they held court in the street gloating
over their trophy, and flagged down a London bus to demand the passengers
record their triumph on film. As the crowd of bystanders swelled, the
remarkably urbane savages posed for photographs with the remains of their
victim while discoursing on the iniquities of Britain toward the Muslim
world. Having killed Drummer Rigby, they were killing time: It took 20
minutes for the somnolent British constabulary to show up. And so
television viewers were treated to the spectacle of a young man, speaking
in the vowels of south London, chatting calmly with his “fellow Britons”
about his geopolitical grievances and apologizing to the ladies present for
any discomfort his beheading of Drummer Rigby might have caused them, all
while drenched in blood and still wielding his cleaver.
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 If you’re thinking of getting steamed over all that, don’t. Simon Jenkins,
the former editor of the* Times* of London, cautioned against “mass
hysteria” over “mundane acts of violence.”

That’s easy for him to say. Woolwich is an unfashionable part of town, and
Sir Simon is unlikely to find himself there of an afternoon stroll. Drummer
Rigby had less choice in the matter. Being jumped by barbarians with
machetes is certainly “mundane” in Somalia and Sudan, but it’s the sort of
thing that would once have been considered somewhat unusual on a sunny
afternoon in south London — at least as unusual as, say, blowing up
eight-year-old boys at the Boston Marathon. It was “mundane” only in the
sense that, as at weddings and kindergarten concerts, the reflexive
reaction of everybody present was to get out their cell phones and start
filming.

Once, long ago, I was in an altercation where someone pulled a switchblade,
and ever since have been mindful of Jimmy Hoffa’s observation that he’d
rather jump a gun than a knife. Nevertheless, there is a disturbing
passivity to this scene: a street full of able-bodied citizens being
lectured to by blood-soaked murderers who have no fear that anyone will be
minded to interrupt their diatribes. In fairness to the people of Boston,
they were ordered to “shelter in place” by the governor of Massachusetts.
In Woolwich, a large crowd of Londoners apparently volunteered to “shelter
in place,” instinctively. Consider how that will play when these guys’
jihadist snuff video is being hawked around the bazaars of the Muslim
world. Behold the infidels, content to be bystanders in their own fate.

This passivity set the tone for what followed. In London as in Boston, the
politico-media class immediately lapsed into the pneumatic multiculti
Tourette’s that seems to be a chronic side effect of excess
diversity-celebrating: No Islam to see here, nothing to do with Islam, all
these body parts in the street are a deplorable misinterpretation of Islam.
The BBC’s Nick Robinson accidentally described the men as being “of Muslim
appearance,” but quickly walked it back lest impressionable types get the
idea that there’s anything “of Muslim appearance” about a guy waving a
machete and saying “Allahu akbar.” A man is on TV dripping blood in front
of a dead British soldier and swearing “by Almighty Allah we will never
stop fighting you,” yet it’s the BBC reporter who’s apologizing for
“causing offence.” To David Cameron, Drummer Rigby’s horrific end was “not
just an attack on Britain and on the British way of life, it was also a
betrayal of Islam. . . . There is nothing in Islam that justifies this
truly dreadful act.”
likely Koranic scholar. Appearing on David Letterman’s show a while back,
Cameron was unable to translate into English the words “Magna Carta,” which
has quite a bit to do with that “British way of life” he’s so keen on. But
apparently it’s because he’s been up to his neck in suras and hadiths every
night sweating for Sharia 101. So has Scotland Yard’s deputy assistant
commissioner, Brian Paddick, who reassured us after the London Tube
bombings that “Islam and terrorism don’t go together,” and the mayor of
Toronto, David Miller, telling NPR listeners after 19 Muslims were arrested
for plotting to behead the Canadian prime minister: “You know, in Islam, if
you kill one person you kill everybody,” he said in a somewhat loose
paraphrase of Koran 5:32 that manages to leave out some important
loopholes. “It’s a very peaceful religion.”
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 That’s why it fits so harmoniously into famously peaceful societies like,
say, Sweden. For the last week Stockholm has been ablaze every night with
hundreds of burning cars set alight by “youths.” Any particular kind of
“youth”? The Swedish prime minister declined to identify them any more
precisely than as “hooligans.” But don’t worry: The “hooligans” and
“youths” and men of no Muslim appearance whatsoever can never win because,
as David Cameron ringingly declared, “they can never beat the values we
hold dear, the belief in freedom, in democracy, in free speech, in our
British values, Western values.” Actually, they’ve already gone quite a way
toward eroding free speech, as both prime ministers demonstrate. The short
version of what happened in Woolwich is that two Muslims butchered a
British soldier in the name of Islam and helpfully explained, “The only
reason we have done this is because Muslims are dying every day.” But what
do they know? They’re only Muslims, not Diversity Outreach Coordinators. So
the BBC, in its so-called “Key Points,” declined to mention the “Allahu
akbar” bit or the “I”-word at all: Allah who?

Not a lot of Muslims want to go to the trouble of chopping your head off,
but when so many Western leaders have so little rattling around up there,
they don’t have to. And, as we know from the sob-sister Tsarnaev profiles,
most of these excitable lads are perfectly affable, or at least no more
than mildly alienated, until the day they set a hundred cars alight, or
blow up a school boy, or decapitate some guy. And, if you’re lucky, it’s
not you they behead, or your kid they kill, or even your Honda Civic they
light up. And so life goes on, and it’s all so “mundane,” in Simon
Jenkins’s word, that you barely notice when the Jewish school shuts up, and
the gay bar, and the uncovered women no longer take a stroll too late in
the day, and the publishing house that gets sent the manuscript for the
next *Satanic Verses* decides it’s not worth the trouble. . . . But don’t
worry, they’ll never defeat our “free speech” and our “way of life.”

One in ten Britons under 25 is now Muslim. That number will increase,
through immigration, disparate birth rates, and conversions like those of
the Woolwich killers, British-born and -bred. Metternich liked to say the
Balkans began in the Landstrasse, in southeast Vienna. Today, the Dar
al-Islam begins in Wellington Street, in southeast London. That’s a
“betrayal” all right, but not of Islam.

*— **Mark Steyn* <http://www.steynonline.com/>*, a *National Review *columnist,
is the author of *After America: Get Ready for
Armageddon<http://www.nationalreview.com/redirect/amazon.p?j=1596981008>
*. © 2013 Mark Steyn*

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