For the second time in a relatively short time, Rotterdam is featured in the international press as an example of what the unhappy marriage of cultural marxism and islam have wrought. The first time was here.
Now, we have on Pajamas the observations of Paul Lucre.
Getting jumped by six Moroccans after I left a gay bar in Rotterdam a few weeks ago brought home — with brutal clarity — my feeling that this Dutch port city is a nervous place on the verge of breakdown. (…)
Rotterdam’s demographics make it the unofficial capital of Eurabia. Its population is half non-Western or of non-Western descent. Muslims make up close to 25 percent of its population. Unskilled, undereducated, and increasingly unemployed workers abound. And segregation — ubiquitous in all large European cities — is extremely acute here. Rotterdam’s ghettos would make Hitler smile.
Paul Lucre goes on to describe two incidents that in their nature have become depressingly familiar to any Dutch living not only in Rotterdam, but in any fair sized town in the Netherlands, these days.
Lucre doesn’t think Aboutaleb is the man to solve the problems Rotterdam has with the Moroccan ‘youth’, either.
The current mayor of Rotterdam, Ahmed Aboutaleb, who is of Moroccan descent and is a practicing Muslim, is proving not to be the right leader for these times. Rotterdam, like New York in the late 80s and early 90s, is unmanageable. The last thing it needs now is another apologist for the worst behavior by his fellow Muslims. Some people, especially liberals, like to speak of Aboutaleb as a potential European Obama. For me, Aboutaleb most resembles David Dinkins, mayor of New York from 1990 to 1993. How horrible New York was back then! Dinkins presided during the pogrom in Crown Heights: Jews were beaten, stores looted, and cars and homes burned by young angry blacks. Brooklyn burned for three days before Dinkins finally called in the police to keep the peace.
Rotterdam needs a Dutch politician who stresses law and order and quality of life, the way Rudy Giuliani did in New York.
Lucre then goes on to describe the appeal of Geert Wilders, and the kind of people he appeals to:
These aren’t jack-booted, shaved-head racists — these are people who have given me shelter. These are people who have taken me, an openly gay Hispanic, all over the Netherlands as their guest so that I may learn more about this country I adore. They’re what we call “good people” back in Brooklyn, and they’re responding to Wilders.
That, alas, is something our own political hacks have still to find out: Wilders’ appeal is not limited to disaffected low-income yobs that have become minorities in the poorer quarters of the cities in out swampy corner of the world. People across the spectrum of Dutch society see the (self-)islamisation of Dutch society and the spineless non-action with which this is met.
On the brighter side: There is at least one Hispanic-American gay who gets it.