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Saturday, February 2, 2002
02:39 - A Voice of Reason From Across the Pond
http://www.spectator.co.uk/article.php3?table=3Dold§ion=3Dcurrent&issue=2002-02-

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Well, shut my mouth. It seems that there's a genuinely intelligent and insightful voice in among the crowd-- a Spectator columnist by the name of Theodore Dalrymple who has noticed some very key, original points. For one, young Muslim males growing up in unsavory, backwater British towns like Tipton (where two of the Guantanamo prisoners grew up) find actualization through the same Westernized means as their friends do (eating McDonald's and wearing Nikes), leading to guilt in the face of their non-Western traditions and a desire to lash out in compensatory reaction:

And yet they could not simply reproduce their fathers’ mental world. They were part modern British too, with many of the same debased tastes as their white contemporaries. They would listen to the same music, eat the same fast food, play the same games. (One sign of the acculturation of Asian youth is the adoption of body-piercing and tattooing, the latter despite the natural unsuitability of Asian skin for it.) They would be attracted by the same baubles, such as mobile phones and designer trainers; but they would feel guilty about their lack of cultural purity. From guilty desire and surreptitious identification it is but a short step to insensate hatred and rage; and perhaps it is not entirely coincidental that the three most rabidly anti-Yankee Latin American countries — Cuba, Nicaragua and Venezuela — are those in which the most baseball is played.

And secondly, that Western intellectualism-- whether in Europe or America-- consists of hip self-hatred, because anybody who says anything patriotic or positive about McDonald's and Disneyland is obviously a shallow-minded bigot:

So all Asif and Shafiq ever knew of Western civilisation was Tipton and its discontents. And they were deliberately kept from any deeper knowledge of our civilisation by the kind of ideological self-hatred that has been so strong a current of British (and Western) intellectual life for the last three or more decades, that precludes any pedagogic affirmation of the Western tradition. This self-hatred explains in part the kind of hatred (and contempt) that the Asifs and Shafiqs of Britain, of whom I suspect there are uncomfortably many, must feel. Not only does the ideological self-hatred of Western intellectuals prevent the likes of Asif and Shafiq from learning anything of the Western tradition, other than Radio One and McDonald’s, but it actually supplies them with the tropes with which to justify their pre-existing anger and violence.

Needless to say, the self-hatred of Western intellectuals is not genuine or sincere: they do not really want to beat our supermarkets into souks, as swords into ploughshares (though I must say that, from the human point of view, I personally do prefer souks to supermarkets). Rather, the intellectual’s expression of self-hatred is directed at other Western intellectuals, to prove the self-hater’s broadness of mind, moral superiority and lack of prejudice, and thus earn the approval of his peers. It isn’t only rebellious youth who experience peer pressure; and anyone who pointed out, for example, that for a very long time now the Western medical tradition has been incomparably superior to all other medical traditions in the world combined and multiplied a thousandfold, would forfeit approval, even though what he said was true, and obviously so.

When a child of seven asks, "Why do they hate us?" we would do well to ponder these points. They hate us because we hate us. We're a hate-worthy culture... or else we would act more like we like being us, right? Just look at all these movie critics railing against fart jokes, computer nerds complaining about Microsoft (heh), vegetarians carrying signs outside slaughterhouses, people who refuse to vote because "it only encourages them"?

I've never been a very patriotic person. Part of this is precisely the attitude that Dalrymple points out-- it's hip to hate the West, or at least to feel vaguely guilty about being part of it. But ever since 9/11, the resurgence of patriotism in the US is attributable at least in large part to the fact that nobody here really seems to be feeling that urge to bash ourselves pointlessly anymore. In the vacuum left by that bashing is what looks like jingoism, but is really just self-assurance, confidence that-- you know, we're really not so bad after all.

I wonder how much of the terrorists' mindset can really be traced to this psychology: "Americans have so much money and power, but they despise themselves and call their own culture morally bankrupt. If we destroy their symbols of power, we will not only be fighting the jihad for Islam's sake, we will be cleansing the West-- for the West's own sake!"

And I have to wonder whether all this could have been staved off if we'd all just been a little more visibly proud of who we are and what we've accomplished?

Ah well. If this is the lesson we learn-- that we don't have to flee like Fitzgerald and sip coffee in cafés in strange countries and sniff about the decadence and moral degradation and cultural imperialism of our native country in order to be taken seriously as intellectuals-- then the 3,000 people who died in the World Trade Center are a pretty small price compared to what we paid in the 1940s or the 1860s or the 1770s to learn the same lesson.

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