Is Islamic Terrorism Reactive or Proactive?
by Sultan Knish
In the conventional politically correct narrative, terrorism is a kind of desperate activism taken in reaction to oppression or some form of action taken against it. So for example, Osama bin Laden carried out 9/11 in reaction to US foreign policy. A Fatah or Hamas suicide bomber blows up an Israeli bus in reaction to the assassination of their leader. In reaction to their participation in the War on Terror, Spain and England suffered bombings.
Cars are torched in Paris, gang rapes happen in Oslo, rockets are fired in Lebanon, teachers are beheaded in Thailand and journalists are beheaded in Pakistan all because something made them do it. Within this narrative, each terrorist atrocity is a reaction to a provocation that can be prevented by nullifying the provocation. So the "Reactive Theory of Terrorism" argues that if the US improves its image with Muslims, Israel gives up territory to the terrorists, England and Spain withdraw from the War on Terror-- terrorism will no longer be a problem for them.
The "Reactive Theory of Terrorism" consciously or unconsciously dominates most talk of terrorism. Reactivists push for negotiations and commonly use phrases such as "We need to explore the root of the conflict", which is Reactivistspeak for, "We need to understand what we've done to make them hate us." Reactivists further argue that fighting terrorism is essentially useless, because terrorism is itself a reaction to the measures we take against it. Kill a terrorist, and "in reaction ten more will rise in his place". The Reactivist position is that only addressing the source of the terrorists' grievances can bring peace.
But is any of that actually true? The Reactivist assumption hinges on the supposed power imbalance between the terrorists and the nations they target. They argue that since the nations have more freedom of action and more power than the terrorists do, they function as proactive players, while the terrorists react to their actions. This conveniently fits into left wing ideas about class and their need to romanticize third worlders as "Noble Savages" who cannot originate plans of attack, but only respond to oppression. It also fits into the ideas of some isolationists on the far right.
Their understanding of the power imbalance itself however is altogether wrong. For one thing Reactivists routinely treat a terrorist group as an entity apart, while leaving their sponsor countries out of the equation. Thus they evaluate Al Queda in conflict with the US and Europe, without adding Saudi Arabia, Pakistan and the UAE. into the equation. Just as when it came to the PLO vs Israel, the Reactivists ignored the backing of the Soviet Union and various Arab countries who stood behind Arafat. Similarly too Hamas is used as shorthand for "the People of Gaza" without acknowledging that Iran stands behind Hamas. So too in conflicts with Islamists in Europe, their organizations are treated as being entirely separate from their Saudi sponsors.
But by looking at terrorist groups not only as individual organizations, but as proxies in larger regional and even global conflicts, the power imbalance changes a great deal. But the imbalance of power is itself not a moral or political test of responsibility for the conflict. A facile form of such a test might be to ask which party is seeking to perpetuate the conflict and which party is seeking to end it. But a deeper test is to seriously examine the motives behind the proxies, are they really defensive or offensive, do they seek to be left in peace ot to expand their power base into an enemy country?
The politically correct narrative in the West denies that Islam is expansionistic, that it seeks to seize more land and followers for itself today, and that it has done so throughout history. Instead the politically correct narrative transcribes the numerous crimes of Islam worldwide, as class warfare and a reaction to oppression. And that is where the reactive vs proactive interpretations of Islamic terrorism collide.
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"When the kuffar authorities finally yield — and allow the construction of a mosque, or fund a Muslim community center, or permit the burqa on public transport — then the entire playbook that generated the successful probe is replicated and used on another front.
This process is repeated over and over again, day after day, in thousands of cities and towns across the West. Resistance is eventually worn down, and demands acceded to. Not many of them, and not often, but once a demand has been granted, there is no return to the status quo ante.
The Islamic ratchet works in one direction only. Whether it is a military operation, a legal initiative, or a cultural program, once the probe succeeds, there is no reversing it.
This is how the Dar al-Islam expands, and Dar al-Harb dwindles." More at http://gatesofvienna.blogspot.com/2009/09/barking-up-wrong-tree.html
Below, Sophia Hayat describes her dreadful life growing up in a devout Muslim family living in the UK. The link to the original Daily Mail article (found over at Weasel Zippers) is included at the bottom, but the article is so loaded with filler and pointless feel good platitudes that I thought IBA readers would appreciate my concentrated version which leaves much of that out.
My Mother Hired a Hitman to Kill Me
The text message forwarded to me from my younger sister Saira was concise and chilling: 'Mum's sent a hit man to kill you,' it read. 'Be careful.' ... I'd been in hiding for several weeks when I received the text ...
I was ... brought up in a devout Muslim family ... My father (Zammurrad Hayat) ... was a deeply religious man but violent towards my mother Surriya and my sisters ... As I grew older, my father started placing increasingly severe restrictions on my life. I was forbidden from making friends with other children and lived a very lonely existence ... my father grew more aggressive towards my mother and sisters, regularly throwing plates and knives at us in anger ... My brothers ... were allowed to do as they pleased, but my sisters and I were told that Muslim girls were like a white sheet; once stained, forever ruined ... If ever I returned home even five minutes late from the park or school, my father would hit me with his belt, often until I bled ... My father broke a branch from a tree, stripped off all the leaves and started whipping me with it in broad daylight ... Incredibly, the rest of my family stood there and did nothing ...
Even when I'd been sexually abused by a male relative as a young teenager, instead of supporting me my parents blamed me for accepting presents from him and accused me of lying ... When I was 13, I was flown to Pakistan to meet my 14-year-old cousin, who I was told I would marry when I turned 18 ... As soon as he saw me, he said I was too ugly to marry and rejected me in favour of my 12-year-old sister Saira. They married six years later ... at the age of 18, I started a Biology and Management degree at Sussex University and moved into student accommodation in a square near the old pier in Brighton ... I was living away from home, enjoying the independence ... as I returned to my flat at about 3am someone pulled the door open as I shut it ...'You're coming home with me now. I'm taking you away from this lifestyle' (said) my mother. I told her I wasn't going anywhere and she started screaming at me ... my 15-year-old brother ... appeared from behind her brandishing a kitchen knife ... My mother had once said 'If anyone dishonours this family, first I will kill them and then kill myself', so I knew that she too was serious ... I got into the car and (was taken) back in Kent ... I was marched into the cellar, which had been turned into a makeshift bedroom, and my brother stood in the doorway holding the knife ... My mother calmly said: 'From now on, we're going to look after you and you're going to do what we say.' ... my father was abroad at the time ... For several weeks I lived in that cellar. My meals were brought to me and I was accompanied to the toilet ... I was allowed no communication with the outside world ... I pleaded with my mother to let me return to my old job at the local supermarket ... Eventually, she agreed, provided I was escorted to and from work ....
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I confided in a colleague, Graham, about what was happening at home ... Horrified, he offered to help me escape ... My family had me under close surveillance, but I sneaked out ... and jumped into the back of Graham's car and lay flat on the floor, out of sight. All I had with me were the clothes I was wearing and nothing else. But I didn't care - I was getting away ... I was terrified. Graham immediately drove me to another friend's house ... where I laid low, too scared even to leave the house. That's how I remained for the next month ... I didn't contact the police at this stage. The truth was, I was too embarrassed and confused to tell them that my own family were trying to kidnap me ... Then my sister forwarded my mother's fateful text message and I felt more alone than ever ... I managed to summon up the energy to report the text to Hove police, who were amazing ...The police gave me an emergency number to contact should I receive any more threats and for two months I heard nothing ... Then my old flatmate called, saying that my mum had phoned, desperate to speak to me as my father had suffered a heart attack. Despite everything that had happened, I called my mum to ask about my father ... She assured me she wouldn't try to kidnap me again, but needed to talk. We arranged to meet in a public place in Brighton, with the police watching ... my mother said she wasn't going to harm me or take me away, but it quickly transpired that my dad hadn't had a heart attack at all. Istead, my mother wanted to make one final appeal to me to give up my performing and my lifestyle ... get married, and live a respectable Muslim life ... I flatly refused ... 'Fine,' she said, coldly. 'From now on you're dead in our eyes and I don't want to see you again.' ...
And that's exactly what happened for the next ten years ... despite everything that has happened, I don't blame my parents for what they've put me through ... I blame the fact that Islam has become so distorted and warped. I don't believe that the Muslim religion condones any sort of violence; Islam literally means 'peace' ... If only people would actually read the Koran for themselves, they would see the love and peace it radiates and the equality among men and women it promotes. If only my parents had been able to give me that kind of love.
-http://www.dailymail.co.uk/femail/article-1210799/My-mother-hired-hitman-kill-The-shocking-story-Muslim-woman-parents-disapproved-Western-lifestyle.html
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