- The Washington Times - Wednesday, March 26, 2008

From a popular WWII English song:

“There’ll be bluebirds over

“The white cliffs of Dover,

“Tomorrow, just you wait and see.

“There’ll be joy and laughter

“And peace ever after,

“Tomorrow, when the world is free

“The shepherd will count his sheep

“The valleys will bloom again,

“And Jimmy will go to sleep

“In his own little room again,

“There’ll be bluebirds over

“The white cliffs of Dover,

“Tomorrow, just you wait and see.”

A long half-century ago my mother and father — along with millions of other English, Scotch, Irish, Welsh, Americans, Yugoslavs, Russians, Greeks, Canadians, Africans, Aussies and other heirs to the Christian West, along with surviving European Jews, Indian Hindus and even hard-edged French atheists — risked and often sacrificed their lives to defend their (our) way of life from the Nazi menace.

It was the great, ferocious struggle of their lives. And we — their heirs — have frivolously prospered in the peaceful and secure aftermath of their great exertion. Once our parents marched through the mud, jungle, sand or urban bombscapes of world combat — asking nothing, offering all — and prevailing, gaining glorious victory; we, their diminished progeny, whine that the world has not given us enough of a living.

But into every generation a storm must come. And as we boomers slide toward our incontinence and as our children approach their young adult vigor, the new barbarism reveals its menace to our civilization. Every week has its own, largely ignored, example of the coming struggle.

Two weeks ago the story came from a town and a university that, for 900 years, has been a leading force in the advancement of Christian civilization — Oxford, England. Once again, something more than bluebirds threatened English skies. It seems that authorities at the Oxford central mosque have requested permission to use loudspeakers to blast the call to prayer five times a day from atop their towering minaret across the town that, for 900 summers, winters, falls and springs, has heard only the bells of the local churches.

Unsurprisingly, the Church of England bishop for Oxford, the Right Rev. John Pritchard, has announced his support — calling on his congregation to “enjoy community diversity.” He would be a likely successor to the current archbishop of Canterbury who called for Shariah (Islamic law) for England recently.

Perhaps surprisingly, two Englishmen stepped forward to oppose the proposal: Professor Allan Chapman, an Oxford University historian, and Charlie Cleverly, the rector of St. Aldates Church in the heart of Oxford. “I don’t have any problem with Islam, but don’t force it on the people. I’m a liberal. I want to be inclusive, but I don’t want to be walked over,” stated the professor. The Anglican rector of St. Aldates was a bit more blunt: “It is common knowledge, though few will say it, that radical Islam has a program to take Europe, take England and take Oxford. In this strategy, some say the prayer call is like a bridgehead, spreading to other mosques in the city.” As if to support this politically incorrect assertion, Inayat Bunglawala, the assistant secretary-general of the Muslim Council of Britain, rejected the complaint dismissively, asserting, “The call to prayer will be part of Britain and Europe in the future.”

A week later England’s ruling class again displayed its unfitness to rule. The Greater Manchester Police Department rejected the application to join it offered by Craig Briggs, who had just completed four-and-a-half years with the 3rd Battalion of the Yorkshire Regiment. He was seemingly qualified but for one short coming. He had a tattoo on his lower arm that spelled out the shocking name “ENGLAND.” He was formally told: “Home Office policy precludes applications with tattoos … which may cause offence and or invite provocation from the public or colleagues.” Informally he was told: “Unfortunately, some people feel intimidated by the word England.” And I thought only Nazi swine (and in olden days, the French) were intimidated by the thought of England.

England, in its tolerance, has admitted into her midst — and given succor to — those who loathe her. But more loathsome yet are the natural-born Englishman — most in high places who have forgotten the simple truth of another World War II song:

“There’ll always be an England,

“And England shall be free

“If England means as much to you

“As England means to me.”

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