This is easily the best review so far of Chris Caldwell’s Eurabian tome written in patrician tones. It summarises Caldwell’s argument or points out its contradictions to its detriment:
Why, after arguing persuasively that Europe opened its doors to mass immigration without thinking through the consequences, does he go on to argue, inconsistently and implausibly, that Europe invited mass immigration because of its guilt-stricken conscience?
His thinking, to the extent that I can reconstruct it, goes something like this: When rich nations subscribe to universal human rights, they lose all moral grounds for keeping out poor immigrants.
How can Caldwell apotheosize Christianity for its contribution to European culture and then go on to unmask the moral decay and self-loathing that motivates the universalism that is said, in his own book, to be Christianity’s most inspiring legacy?
Unlike the post-nationalist Europeans, Americans remain willing to write history in the letters of blood. Not Christ-like concern for the weak and the marginalized but readiness for organized violence is presumably why America’s culture strikes the editors of the Weekly Standard as less drab than Europe’s. America shares nationalist bellicosity with some parts of the Muslim world, and this is a good thing.
But what can they do “to stem the implantation of Muslim culture” in Europe? Caldwell holds out three possibilities. One is deportation, an option that he broaches when he asks about rioters in the French banlieues who shout “Fuck France!”: “Ought these people, assuming they are noncitizens, be put on the next plane out of the country?” A second possibility is conversion: “It no longer seems unreasonable to demand that immigrants who want to stay in Europe give up the ways of their parents.” About the third possibility, Caldwell does not speak so directly, but he raises it in a parable about the fate awaiting guests who overstay their welcome: “The most spectacular illustration history offers of the kinship of hospitality and mistrust is that of Captain Cook, who was feted, flattered, and worshipped for a month by the Hawaiian islanders in Kealakekua Bay in 1779. When he and his crew returned on an emergency visit to repair a broken mast, they were massacred.”
I do not suppose Caldwell is seriously encouraging Europeans to return to their venerable tradition of mass murder. But readers may be forgiven for wondering what he really thinks about writing history in letters of blood.
It’s worth it to read the whole thing….