If you have followed the reports on Rotherham and other places or have looked with astonishment at the uncritical attitude shown by our feminists towards the misogynist treatment of women prescribed by islam and sharia laws, you may frequently have wondered how all that was and is possible, over the years, with no condemnation by our feminists.
How come, we’ve asked ourselves, that so many western females of all ages, from underage girls to older feminists, fall for the wiles and seductions – physically as well as mentally – by men from such a hugely different culture?
Are our girls actually prone to beguilement by ‘velvet-eyed sons of the desert’, and if so, why?
I believe one can draw a direct line through our Western literary tradition of the last 250 years to the now prevailing attitude that it’s ok, if not outright desirable, to fall in love with muslim men, those born here in the UK or those who’ve recently arrived.
It starts with Jean-Jaques Rousseau , who asserts that ‘The Other’, the non-Westerner, the ‘Savage’, showed the highest form of human development, the Westerners (that’s us white, native people) being sunk in depravity:
…[N]othing is so gentle as man in his primitive state, when placed by nature at an equal distance from the stupidity of brutes and the fatal enlightenment of civil man.
Here is the first ‘suggestion’ that loving the ‘noble savage’, for example the velvet-eyed son of the desert, is not just permissible, but desirable.
Then we have Aldous Huxley who in his ‘Brave New World’ used the ‘Noble Wild Man’ as counterpoint and hero against the technological society he describes. Freedom can only be achieved in a state of ‘wildness’ – something going straight back to Rousseau. Noteworthy here is that the female needs to love and go with that Noble Wild Man to achieve freedom, for herself and from the bad society.
A brief nod should also go to Shakespeare, because his The Taming of the Shrew plays in a very funny way on the desire of even a strong woman to submit to a strong male. As always in Shakespeare, our general human traits, may we try to deny them ever so much, are brilliantly mirrored, denial of this is futile. Thus feminists, who regard themselves as ‘strong’, feel they have permission to submit to a strong male – provided he is ‘other’, while at the same time they utterly reject in their official writings such strong men when they’re hideously white Westerners.
But even more influential in making ladies go weak at the knees was none other than Lord Byron , who made himself into the model for the ‘romantic hero’ he described in his works. That romantic image of ‘The Other’, the non-Westerner, the muslim as being worthy of love and adoration, was further inflamed by this portrait , showing him in muslim garb. Oooh, ladies – what’s not to like…
This image of the romantic ‘hero’ who is ‘The Other’, the non-Westerner, epitomised by being “The Muslim”, was taken up in the silent Hollywood movies, pre-eminently in The Sheik , with the heart-throb Rudolph Valentino being that sheik, whose death created mass hysteria amongst his female fans. There are also hints of Petrucchio and Katherina in these films.
I do remember my granny enthusing about this beautiful man …!
The visual images, especially of these two white men, provided the template for untold women for nearly two hundred years, right to the present times, who thus see muslim men as modern-day western sheiks or Byronic heros.
Intellectual engagement with islam and the status of women accorded them in that religion fell totally by the wayside, the muslim is only seen through the lens of western imagery and narrative.
It was and is all about the ‘romantic love’ for ‘The Other’, the Non-White, the Rousseau-ist ‘Savage’, who was not exactly black or even swarthy. ‘Society’, through popular literature and then through even more popular mass culture driven by the film industry, gave apparent permission to fall in love with such men.
The striking similarity in the stories of underage girls ending up raped and abused my muslim men in Western society is like a red thread, running through societies from Rousseau to today: they almost always were lured to their ultimate horrible fate by young muslim men with proclamations of romance and love. Which underage and teenage girl would not succumb to a confession of deeply romantic love …!
Add the by now well-trained attitude especially in our girls and young women, that saying ‘no’ to these men is racist and thus one’s refusal would label one as being racist, and we can see how these centuries-old ingredients have led to this mess.
It is this subliminal, societal permission that provides, in my opinion, the fertile ground on which the execrable crimes against underage girls have been allowed to take place while everybody looked the other way.
This is the reason, again in my opinion, why western feminists are incapable of condemning the perpetrators.