If you’re looking for a raw dose of righteous fury, click on over to the front page article in today’s Daily Beast, titled “American Student Slashed In London, Police Eye ‘Muslim Patrols’”. As far as I’m concerned, this grim piece of journalism could not be more maddening in itself, nor could it be more complete as a symbol of one of Western Civilization’s (and particularly Western Europe’s) ugliest and most immediate threats.
The article summarizes the recent ordeal of Francesco Hounye, a 22-year-old from Florida who this year traveled to London to study abroad, and in July was beaten unconscious by a gang of five Muslim men. His crime: drinking a beer. In the video of the horrific attack, you see the mob encircle Hounye on a dark street corner in East London, which they triumphantly monitor – as one of London’s many budding “Muslim Patrols” – in search of homosexuals, drinkers, and scantily-clad women. In this video, as the punches are thrown and bottle is smashed over Hounye’s head, rasping, brutal cries peel through the warm London night air: “Why are you poisoning your body? It is against Islam. This is Muslim Patrol. Kill the non-believers.”
Today the Pew Research Center’s Forum on Religion and Public Life released its comprehensive demographic study of over 230 countries. I encourage you to skim the entire document, yet there is one subsection which is especially relevant to stories like the one cited above.
Around the world, the religion with the youngest adherents is Islam, whose median follower is 23-years-old, younger than the median followers of Christianity (30) and Judaism (36), the oldest religion. There is nothing in principle wrong with this; several of my friends are Muslims who are, now that I think about it, 23. But the problem arises when radical Islamic doctrine is implanted in a young cohort of believers who then take root in a society which not only disregards those doctrines, but survives and thrives in spite of them.
We in the West are quite happy with our sparingly dressed females, our gay friends, and our Heinekens, thank you very much. In fact, having spent a summer at the London School of Economics, I can say that there are few vistas in that great city where you won’t find one or more of those things happily staring you in the face. And to a young man, they are tempting, especially because they offer a release – a release that a dry society of burqa-clad women will not provide you. There’s a reason why prize boxers stay celibate months before big fights; there’s a reason they pop the champagne afterward.
Distilled into its most basic terms, this is my contender for the most serious internal threat to Western civilization: a young, virile, and philoprogenitive group, which is phobic of liberated femininity, homosexuality, and pluralism, enters but does not integrate into a liberal and aging civilization. Add to this mix a stagnating economy – where young men without jobs find both their identities and self-worth through malicious religious doctrine – and you now have a problem whose shadow darkens streets far beyond that dark corner of East London.