Article by John Derbyshire |
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Dead Than Rude In
a break from packing my bag to fly off to the West Coast on one of those
large planes loaded up to the gills with jet fuel — the kind that has so
much appeal to enterprising suicide terrorists — I do my daily round-up
of news items. Let’s see,
whaddawe got. "There
will be another terrorist attack. We will not be able to stop it,"
FBI Director Mueller told the National Association of District Attorneys
meeting in suburban Alexandria, Va. "It's something we all live
with." Senator
Bob Graham, chairman of the Senate Intelligence Committee, speaking amid
new warnings of attacks on the United States, confirmed reports that about
two dozen "extremists" had recently entered America hidden in
container ships and were now on the loose. Vice-President
Dick Cheney told Meet the Press:
“In my opinion the prospects of a future attack on the United
States are almost certain.” Of
course, the Director of the FBI, the chairman of the Senate Intelligence Committee and
the VPOTUS could all be blowing smoke.
I am going to predicate my column on the proposition that this is
not the case, and that these three gentlemen very likely know what they
are talking about. Back
in early October last year, a blond female columnist whose name is an
anagram of “CLEAN OUT NR” wrote a piece for Human Events under
the title: “Future Widows
of America: Write Your U.S.
Congressman”. The lady, who
has considerable expertise in constitutional law, argued that: “Congress
has authority to pass a law tomorrow asking aliens from suspect countries
to leave.” She further argued that it ought to do so, and that “When
the Sears Tower is attacked ... or Disneyland nuked, remember:
Congress could have stopped it, but didn’t.” Watching
Dick Cheney on Meet the Press last Sunday, I found myself unable to
doubt that the administration has done all it feels it can do to prevent
another attack on us. Cheney
has that effect on me. He
makes me feel that if I have thought of something, he’s probably thought
of it first. So let’s take
that as a premise, too: the
administration, including the most thoughtful, intelligent and
well-informed among them, honestly feel they have done all they can to
prevent us losing a plane, an office tower, a theme park, a city. The
problem is, of course, that anyone can come up with perfectly lawful
things the authorities might do to vastly improve the nation’s
security. They might, for
example, follow AUNT CLONER’s advice and politely ask all visitors from
an obvious list of nations to leave.
Nothing wrong with that: we
are not, as a nation, under any moral, ethical, legal or constitutional
obligation to play host to visitors from other countries.
Or our government might deploy the military on the borders, as they
are entitled to (U.S. Constitution, Article I, Section 8).
Or they might offer a bounty to any citizen who reports a visitor
overstaying his visa, or who files a report leading to a terrorism-related
conviction. There are all
sorts of things they might do.
On
the premisses stated above — that the administration is not composed of
liars or fools — it can only be the case that they do not do any of
these things because they believe them to be politically impossible.
They believe, in other words, that the American people would not
stand for seeing (to take one example) Saudi visitors and students being
asked to leave. Or, at a
minimum, they believe that such actions, if initiated, could be spun by
skillful operators to the great political disadvantage of the
administration. That
last one is not necessarily a base or self-serving point of view.
Bush and Cheney probably believe that their War on Terror would be
vitiated by major domestic controversies, and they don’t want those
kinds of distractions. The
fact remains: they believe
that any strong measures —
let me emphasize that I am talking here about things that are perfectly
and obviously constitutional, and could easily be solidified into laws by
act of Congress — are politically impossible. And
I am sure they are right. Actions
that our government might take, and laws that our representatives might
pass, none of them obviously unconstitutional or inhumane, are just not
politically possible. Cheney
and Co. believe they have done everything that they can, in all political
possibility, do, and I think their belief is correct.
And: “There will be
another terrorist attack” (Mueller).
And: Two dozen
extremists are on the loose (Graham).
And: “The prospects
of a future attack on the United States are almost certain” (Cheney). The
state we have sunk to, after 30 years of political correctness, is that we
would rather permit ourselves and our fellow citizens to be slaughtered by
lunatics than run the risk that we might hurt the feelings of foreign
guests. Our dogged belief
that every culture is just as worthy and admirable as every other will
admit of no exceptions; it
even extends to those cultures where children are raised from infancy to
hate Jews and the Great Satan. Said
LONE CAR NUT last October: “Ordinary
Americans aren’t going to die for political correctness.”
Oh, yes we are, Ma’am — gladly, willingly! We far prefer an agonizing death to the possibility we might
give offense to the differently religioned.
Here in what my colleague Florence King calls “The Republic of
Nice” we have reached the reductio ad absurdum of racial
sensitivity: Better dead than
rude. I
wrote a piece a few days ago arguing that the U.S. will not go to war
against Iraq. A lot of people
e-mailed in with variants of: “You’re
right. It’s going to take
another 9/11 before we get serious.”
That is a horrible thought, and a horrible thing to say, but an
awful lot of people are thinking and saying it.
Perhaps it’s true. Perhaps
it even falls short of the truth: perhaps
it will take a whole string of these horrors to wake us from our poisonous
fantasies of infinite tolerance and cultural relativism.
Or perhaps nothing will. And so, as I go back to packing my bag (clean underwear, dental floss, cell phone), I wonder if it will be my plane next, or my wife’s mall, or my kids’ school. Well, if it’s my turn, thank God that I can at least die with a clear conscience: I never profiled anybody. |
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