WHEN
FICTION BECOMES REALITY
CAMP OF THE SAINTS ANYONE?
By: Sean Scallon
This column is based a true story.
Or maybe not.
It's hard to tell in these days of virtual reality. Man, it seems, can make his own
reality whenever he wants to. He has technology to do so along with the arrogance and so
he does it like the gleeful child who plays with matches. Just like that Bush II
administration official who told an Atlantic Monthly interviewer "we create
our own reality," those with the means are busy making their own little worlds
whether they are true or not. Reality becomes, as the old saying goes "is a matter of
degree."
Well in France the past week, the reality is 911 degrees.
Fahrenheit.
What is playing out in the slums and ghettos of Paris, it riots, and destruction and
barbarism, was once written down on paper a long time ago in a work of fiction.
The French novelist Jean Raspail wrote Camp of the Saints in 1975. It broke
out of conventional Cold War themes and constructs for political fiction and used instead,
a north-south angle, one that saw the humanitarianism and multiculturalism of the West
(i.e. Europe) being taken advantage of by a horde of refugees from the Ganges River basin
who basically, for lack of a better word, invade the country when their former homes
become inhabitable. Even the then mighty Soviet Union had massed its troops on the
Manchurian border looking to hold back an Asian tsunami of humanity, foreshadowing the
irrelevance of the East-West division in years to come.
Of course, Raspail was denounced with the usual epithets from
the elites. "Racist." "Xenophobe." "Reactionary." Or any
other combination of words or phrases that landed his book on the forbidden lists as far
as the book clubs and the best seller's lists were concerned. Instead, the book became
popular out on the fringes for its seemingly prophetic visions about the third world
masses eventually threatening the west. Meanwhile, the rest of west, the U.S. included,
kept on importing its cheap labor force, thinking that a little money and a little taste
of western consumer goods and freedoms unavailable in their countries of origin would go
along way to keep the worker bees happy. |
As Raspail could have predicted, the elites simply
fooled themselves. Indeed, Camp of the Saints, instead of being a purely an
apocalyptic tome on the level of say, the Turner Diaries (another work
of fiction man in his arrogance tried to make real), was very much a satire of the
compassionate trying to feed and care for the mass armada which carried the millions from
the Ganges on its way to France and the clueless bureaucrats trying to deal with the
problems such an invasion posed in a, shall we say, non-military fashion.
And as if on cue, the French government officials, now facing the real thing, act
exactly the way Raspail thought they would. Paralysis, denial and then a Panglossian
acceptance of the new "realities" for France. They can talk about reestablishing
law and order all they want, what they face is not a crime wave, not even a riot per say
even in the most extreme Watts or Newark variety. What they're facing is a full-blown
insurrection in their own country that will require the army to put down. Muslim youths
are now declaring their LeCorbusier-built gulags "liberated zones" and declaring
their autonomy from France. Actually, they already were separated from the nation given
that the police rarely ventured into such industrial slums and businesses or any kind of
commerce wouldn't locate there anyway, but the rioters made it official after a week's
worth of destruction. Before the fires at night, most of Paris could ignore the slums,
their crime and honor killings, rape and Islamic extremism. Not anymore, especially when
metro fares are so cheap and the trains run on time
This is the portion of the column where we blame the French and all of Europe in
general for making Raspail's fiction become reality. It is here we can cast stones on
their naïtivity, laziness, socialist command economies that subsidize unemployment in
condescending handouts (a big part of what the insurgents are rebelling against is the
welfare state) and stifle job creation for a huge mass of unemployed youth, materialism,
collapsing birth rates and empty societies devoid of any faith or belief in themselves or
God that simply cannot stand up to the modern day Turks (or Ganges residents as described
in the book.)
But as we turn our noses up and laugh at the French's misfortune as many conservatives
probably are, all safe and snug in their own gated communities, remember well that it can
happen here in the U.S. and Canada and the rest of the West as well. Maybe there won't be
any riots from the barrios or ethnic neighborhoods or ghettos, but what would the U.S do
faced with a Southwest demanding independence from it or re-annexation to Mexico thanks to
a majority population influenced by MEchA, La Raza and other such groups dedicated to this
proposition, not to mention financed by drug gangs and organized crime syndicates. How
would our own government react? The same as the French or different? Maybe you don't want
an answer to that question, especially 20 years down the road if multiculturalism,
unlimited immigration and collapsing birthrates continue at their current trends.
The one good thing that came from Raspail's book was that it gave a boost to the
National Front anti-immigration political party in France and other such parties across
Europe. It took such parties from the fringe to the mainstream. But Europeans no longer
need a work of fiction to make them see reality. It started with Theo Van Gogh and Pim
Fortuyn's assassinations in Holland, moved on to subway bombings in London and now a full
scale internal warfare in France. Such acts of terror are gaining such parties millions of
votes and perhaps they can take power and stem the tide. But so long as Westerners
continue to live in their own realties and little words in ignorance of what's really
going on, then it may very well be too late. By then Raspail won't be just a fiction
writer, but a modern day Nostradamus and Camp of the Saints a quatrain come to
fruition.
"Published originally at
EtherZone.com : republication allowed with this notice and hyperlink intact."
Sean Scallon is a freelance writer and newspaper reporter who
lives in Arkansaw, Wisconsin. His work has appeared in Chronicles: A magazine of American
Culture. He is a regular columnist for Ether Zone.
Sean Scallon can be reached at: pchsports@rivertowns.net
Published in the November 8, 2005 issue of Ether Zone.
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