Friday, February 17, 2006

Blue Scarf Thursday Meeeting

Our meetings here in Vancouver, Canada go very well. Our schedule is from 7-9:00 pm, and yet each week they go longer than the week before, this time till midnight when the doors closed on us.

I'd like to report that we sat down in a darkened corner and plotted the over-throw of the bad guys, that we talked in hushed tones and kept our eyes open for the secret police and worried about gangs of jihadis bursting in with knives drawn; but the truth is we sit and have a lot of fun chatting, discussing what we might do if we can find more people interested in making this movement as personal a one for them as it is for us.

On the light side, our meeting began well enough, and soon we were approached by a hesitant woman who appeared anxious to join us. I invited her to sit, even though she wasn't wearing a blue scarf. She did sit, and she then proceeded to invite us to an Amway meeting. We politely declined, of course, but that's not a problem for Amway ladies. So we invited her to come back after her Amway meeting with her friends. But that too is not the Amway way. She did leave when a gaggle of beggars made their way to us and crowded around her. From then, sans beggars, we had our meeting as planned.

On the dark side, we missed out on a great deal never again having to pay retail.

One of our number is happy to announce a personal achievement that we are all proud of him for. He's not at liberty to tell us the details, and it's not something we can post publicly anyway, but his accomplishment is unique and significant.

Much of our discussion focuses on Islam as a retrograde ideology that we want to know more about even though we know a great deal already. We ask whether there is a spiritual component to Islam like there is, for example, to Christianity. We couldn't think of any significant thinker in the Muslim world to refer to. Some of us feel that Islam is a banal orthopraxy, a matter of mere behaviour according to set rites and daily rituals that is empty of intelligence and what most of us would think of as religion itself. However, we don't simple throw up our arms and kill innocent people sitting next to us because we don't know more. We'll consult till we find out one way or another. Sufism won't suffice, it being a minority report at best. Is the Sunna religious or simply a codified tribal rite gone insane?

We share personal experiences of Islam and Muslims. We have many of those "A-ha!" moments when we do. Most of us have a deep intellectual knowledge of Islam, and with the addition of personal experiences shared and discussion and questioning of our assumptions we come to a clearer understanding of what we know and what we thought we knew but find we can know more about.

Regardless of how we feel about Islam as a religion (as such) we are solidly in agreement that we intensely do not like socialism in any of its manifest forms. In that sense we are "conservative."

Being conservative in Canada at this time is a confusing term due to the Conservative government in power as of recently. We are not in agreement with much of what passes for Conservativism. It means that many conservative people such as we are lumped with quasi-conservatives who don't share any core beliefs with those of us who are in a real sense, classical Liberals. This is significant for us because when we ask who are our natural allies, we cannot say they are the Conservatives. The conservatives are a collection of liberal wankers. Thus, we seem to be the "extreme Right."

The last time I looked, I thought I was a kind of middle of the road normal guy, but in today's terms I'm on the far side of Attila the Hun.

That brings us to our relationship with the population as a whole, most of whom don't care one way or another about Islamic jihad in its aspects from da'wa to demographics to intimidation to outright murder. Rightly so, given that most people are content to live their personal lives as personal. Most people will do what they must to make their lives as good as they choose. Social activism is hardly a passion for most or even many. In fact, for those of us meeting on Thursday evenings, social activism is a far cry from anything we'd choose if the circumstances weren't so drastic and immediate.

So, looking at what the situation is, that most people are in their private living modes and not willing to look up from the ground, we consider who is. Those who are social activists are the media, the academics, and the professional politicians. They are, in effect, a small minority of extremists. There I neither joke nor exaggerate. These are careerist socialists who live and die by government. They receive their funding and their status from socialist organisation, all paid for by the people and the productive economies. In return we get control ideologues at a micro level. They not only have nothing better to do, they have nothing else to do. And worse still, they have the silent acquiescence of the majority of the population here. Few love these beasts but few care enough to challenge them.

We do agree that the majority of people would prefer a less constrictive government, at least from the viewpoint of those from below, as it were. We find that it is the children of high privilege who desire more and more socialism for those below, meaning the rest of us. However, most people are terrified by the idea of the "extreme Right." I know I am. I nearly shot myself when I shaved this morning. I scared the hell out of myself seeing an extreme rightist in the mirror. But then I came to my senses and brushed my teeth. Shave first, brush teeth second, wash face third. That's as wild and weird as I get. It could be seen as extreme, I guess, but so far there's no laws against it.

We concluded, then, that we must find a way to discredit the intelligentsia to allow for the voice of the majority, those who are under a pall of fear of offending against the set order of public discourse. Most people, we find from voicing our own opinions and anecdotal evidence, are sick and tired of the dictatorship of political correctness. Most people, given a moment of privacy, would spit when they hear the word "multiculturalism."

Here, for me at least, our discussions become very interesting and foreign to my understanding. As one might expect, some of our number are Christians. Do not panic. Yes, we sit with Rightwing extremist Christians. Many have the idea that the average Christian is as terrifying as a Muslim from Afghanistan on the warpath. A Rightwing extremist Christian must therefore be more terrifying than bin Laden himself. Well, I'm sorry to have to deflate that illusion. No, I'm pleased very much to know for myself that our resident Christian is exceptionally bright and personable. Even more, he is significant to our group's understanding of our situation regarding what I so euphoniously term Left dhimmi fascism and its jihadi proxies.

From a conservative Christian approach we find that our favorite whipping boys such as nationalism and tradition are not the flimsy and dirty things we think they might be. Lo, I find my floor is scaly after an evening of hearing for the first time a real account of the intellectual version of Rightwing extremist Christianity. I have much to rethink in these regards, and I'll leave that till I've thought about the ideas I've encountered. Suffice it for now to suggest that all is better than one would have expected or hoped for.

The conclusion I wish to leave us with is that our meeting again didn't come to a floor-plan for the coming new order. We meet, we discuss, we learn new things about our world. In time we'll attract new members to our group who will undoubtedly make ours a great movement for the future even in the face of jihad and the continued rampage of the false idols of multiculturalist dystopia.

We do have friends out there in the greater world. We will continue to meet in public till the majority op people realise they can speak freely and demand change for the better, a return to the right to own their own lives and privacy in the face of government interference and upper-class socialist hobbyism. As we meet, and as our meetings continue to grow in membership we'll be able to connect and compare ideas further, and from there we'll have a chance to have a great impact on the nature of our own lives.

One thing that is important to leave us with is that this Blue Revolution began in France. We are not French, and we have no connection to them. We do have an affinity for those under the yoke of fascist control, and we can see from their experience what our nations can become if they aren't already: fiefdoms run by an elite class of bureaucrats. We see too the growing rage, and even an outright hatred, a virulent hatred, of the government and controlling social caste in France. Before our nations come to that state we must act to regain sense and sensibility in our nations. We can do so by continuing to meet, to gather more and more people who are angry and unsettled but nervous and timid. We will meet again next Thursday.

We have much to discuss.


John Sobieski said...

Dag, you didn't discuss political involvement. Even if the Conservatives are in power, everyone can certainly contact their representative and express an opinion of freedom of expression and muslim immigration.

truepeers said...

An inspiring write up, Dag. But, speaking for myself, i've never considered myself an extreme right winger. I think I'm a centrist. It's just that i'm thinking in a different paradigm from the reigning liberal order. In their accounting i may me somewhere way out there. But, in fact, it's their orienteering that's all out of whack. Anyway, i think that's what you already said.

The important thing is that people take some steps into the public scene as a way of taking action and changing things in their lives. ONe leap of faith in the public arena will have repercussions in one's private life in ways one cannot yet know.

Charles Henry said...


Thanks very much for this superb account of our meeting.

With all the street theater on display concerning current islamist reactions to western culture,
with our political representatives posing as "nice people" rather than saying and following what is in their hearts,
with our media continually dancing around uncomfortable facts,
it's so refreshing to shine a light through the fog by participating in these open and honest discussions
on the conflicts facing us today.

"Let Us Open Our Eyes" says the rallying cry on the french site that gave us our lead; each week I feel
that these meetings help me not just to look at, but to see, to understand more clearly, the challenging times
that we live in. Understanding the problem is a major step in resolving it. If a solution seems out of reach,
it must primarily be due to the problem not being fully in view.
Each week we add to our understanding and each week we improve our chances of success.

dag said...

John points out that we can do other than meet at McDonald's to express our opinions on Islam and related issues, that we can, for example, write letters to our congressmen. I whole-heartedly agree. Pulbic meetings are not for everyone, and perhaps not even for many; but for those who are able to meet strangers in public it is a dynamic altogether different from writing letters, one that brings highly charged individuals into the open for all to see as such; and that, in turn, I hope, will give confidence to others to write letters to their congressmen.

The point of meetings such as ours is to bring together like-minded activists, not something I have ever considered myself to be, and to put us in contact for practical work, active work and work with measurable results. Others and, to an extent I, are more interested in meeting challenges head-on-- even if in public. It is a personal commitment to making things happen, to standing over the congressman looking over his shoulder while he reads letters form the many. It is a matter of making ourselves known and demanding that our squeeky wheels get our oil.

Letters one might ignore, but not when one stands up in public and demands that they be acknowleded. It is there that the Left has us beat, they being unoccupied and able to protest any damned thing that passes by. Their masses of bodies in the streets is impressive. Our letters are less so. And since we are not as likely to ever stand on street corners shouting slogans we must find a way to make ourselves known anyway in some other way, and it is by meeting in town halls such as McDonald's that we might do so.

We can leave the love beads and peace signs at home in the closet and meet like adults in convenient locations and sit and discuss like mature people the issues of jihad and multi-culuturalist malaise in our world. We can reach conclusions based on consensus and reason. We can look at each other as individuals and judge accordingly. It is that face-to-face meeting of minds that gives a sense of permanence to our movement. We can know that when we set times to meet people will meet on time. It's a matterof earned trust. It's a matter of rightly given respect.

Our numbers might not reach the million mark on any given day in one city, but then we are not a herd of howlers. When sane and sensible adults meet for public meetings, out in the open, and when the people around us see us doing so and know that we are not afraid or ashamed of speaking their thoughts aloud, then we wil have reached a point of power in the community that will attract something more than a crowd: it will attract a sensibility, a feeling in the entire community of people who do not come to our meetings that someone is still voicing their concerns on their behalves. People wil be able to change their minds about the problems we face due to multicultural dystopianism, of jihad, of the ills of Muslim carnage. People need permission to change into what they want. This public stand, even if only this sitting at McDonald's, frees people from the fear that they are alone. They might never join us, but they are joined anyway in the community of assent.

True Peers points out that we are not crazy right wing bigots at all, we are perfectly ordinary individuals who are maligned and slurred by a asmall minority of jingoists and cliche mongers who really represent no one but themselves and their friends but who have impsoed their values on the greater community at the expense of the greater community. There is a pall of fear over us, of being labelled as anti-social, of being racists, of being anti this, anti that; but in truth we are the majority of people who are sick of the phantasy world of the elitists who in no way represent the average person. We stand up and say the emperor is stark raking naked. It's obvvious, but it has some risks. In time, and with enough pressure on the fools who run our public institutions, things wil gradually recede from the extremes of silliness and danger that we find ourselves in to something sensible and workable again for the vast amjority; and it is at that time and in that place that we will be revealed as what we have been all along: normal people.

Some time back I quoted Quinto Crisp, an outrageously flambouyant homosexual in the 1940s who, by doing nothing other than what he'd always done, found himself so ordinary that he was an outcast from the extreme. If we look at ourselves in that way, as normal people who have stayed the same in our values and common decency we will see that we have been pushed to the outer most margins till we are freaks. It ain't quite right, and most people are certainly aware of it but afraid to say so. Those of us who aren't sit at McDonald's and speak openly of a restoration of sanity and common sense. Yes, it will upset some, and so what? We who are pushed to the margins are the middle made extreme by others taking the public discourse to distances of sheer madness. I won't put up with it. Lives are at stake. People die because of the lunacy of our public intellectuals' pseudo-intellectual posing. People are being killed by savages because we will not say it is wrong, that it must stop, and that we are going to make it stop. That position in public today is extreme, and that, friends, is a shame.

If we are extremists in our demands for common decency, then extreme it is and extreme I am. I hope you too are an extremist.

Dinah Lord said...

Enjoyed reading about your meeting. I hope you will continue to keep us informed of your progress.

Cheers - Dinah

dag said...

I am in occasional contact via the Internet with students at Princeton University's Theology dept. They don't much like me. I find myself teaching them-- of all things-- morals and ethics! They are clueless. Worse, they are smug and antagonised. These young people studying to become Prsbyterian ministers, to become the leaders of our communions of souls, are deluded and unhappy little creatures with not the slightest understanding of the Humanness of people. I find them regretable people to know.

Dinah is from Princeton.

In every place and every community in our lands we find the split between the unhappy and deluded and the sane. In Dinah's place and my place and your place we find the division between the corrupted and the decent. Also, in every place there is a meeting place where we can sit and meet each other and try to build a base of resistence to criminal insanity that passes for social discourse today. Thsoe kids at Princeton simply do not get any other viewpoint of reality than the rubbish they do from their fascist professors-- in the theology dept.! By God, they'd learn more in two hours at McDonald's by listening to Dinah that they willl from six years of indoctrination from Left dhimmi fascists.

It's not easy to sit in a public place and advertise oneself as at odds with the norm, even if the norm is repulsive and hateful and violent and dirty. But when even our divinity and theology students buy into the scam of politically correct ideologies then it's time for us to act even if we feel foolish and nervous about it.

We here in Vancouver will continue meeting. We'll show everyone that this can be done successfully. We'll show you that this meeting of community members can take place and be effective. And in time you too might feel that it's worth you while to try as well. You might even find some divinity students to sit with for coffee. You might find that even though they are repulsiviely stupid and opinionated and smug that they are underneath that capable of reason. They need a chance to hear other views. They need permission to voice doubts. They need you to allow them to say what might go against the prevailing ideologies they parrot.

We'll do that here. We'll let you know each time how it went, and we'll let you know in time that we are making real progress. And you too will let us know. And in time we can all smile again.