Convergence/"Lest we forget..."

While our Congresscritters fiddle, Islamic savages are burning whatever is handy. Ya think it won't happen here if our government's "Homeland Security" keystone kops routine isn't amended? Well, maybe... just not likely in America's Third World County™ In a convergence of thoughtful pieces, Committees of Correspondence's Dan Kaufman posts "Lest we forget"* reminding us that November 2 also marks the anniversary of Theo van Gogh's brutal murder at the hands of an Islamic savage, while Big Lizards' Dafydd ab Hugh notes the emminent collapse of Old Europe in the face of Islamic savages with "Arms For the Poor". Dafydd ab Hugh (I just love typing that Welsh name :-) does note a potential way for European leaders to enable their peoples to withstand the armed Islamic barbarians in their midst, but I hardly see the elite of Old Europe's political rulers vigorously encouraging something like our Second Amendment rights... heh ******************************** *Noting the meme in Dan Kaufman's post title, perhaps it'd be helpful to repost Kipling's "Recessional" God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle-line, Beneath whose awful hand we hold Dominion over palm and pine - Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget - lest we forget! The tumult and the shouting dies; The captains and the kings depart: Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart. Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget - lest we forget! Far-called, our navies melt away; On dune and headland sinks the fire: Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the Nations, spare us yet. Lest we forget - lest we forget! If, drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe, Such boastings as the Gentiles use, Or lesser breeds without the Law - Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget - lest we forget! For heathen heart that puts her trust In reeking tube and iron shard, All valiant dust that builds on dust, And, guarding, calls not Thee to guard, For frantic boast and foolish word - The Mercy on Thy People, Lord! -- Rudyard Kipling