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International News Title: John Derbyshire On National Suicide: Yes, It Happens—Look At The Xhosas In my morning trawl through the news websites, I scan the European and British ones with a growing sense of horror. Europe’s crisis of illegal immigration just gets worse. Chilton Williamson, in his recent fine essay Beyond “Immigration” [Chronicles, August 2015] described it as “national and cultural suicide. Such a thing is unknown in the history of the world.” But unfortunately, it’s not quite unknown—something horribly similar happened to the black Xhosa tribe in South Africa in the nineteenth century. But first: Europe. Anyone reading VDARE.com knows about Jean Raspail’s 1973 novel Camp of the Saints, in which a flotilla of boats carrying hundreds of thousands of Third World illegal immigrants beaches on the French Riviera. Paralyzed by white guilt and universalist humanitarianism, the French authorities cave to the invaders. End of France. End of Europe (though Switzerland holds out longer than most). That is pretty much what’s happening. Hundreds of thousands of black Africans and MENA [Middle East and North Africa] Muslims have decamped from their homes and headed for Europe. And the numbers are rising—fast. In the first six months of this year 137,000 boat people crossed the Mediterranean, almost double the number (75,000) in the same period last year. Practically all are either black or Muslim (or both). That is to say, they are from the two populations that European and European-settler nations have, historically, found it most difficult to assimilate. [In France, Prisons Filled With Muslims, By Molly Moore, Washington Post, April 29, 2008] The response of Europe’s elected leaders has been Raspailian: much wringing of hands over those unfortunate enough to drown in the Mediterranean crossing or otherwise perish, much talk about “sharing the burden,” but no forthright action in defense of the homelands. David Cameron, Britain’s current Prime Minister, is typical. Prior to the 2010 election in that country Cameron promised that if elected he would cap immigration at “tens of thousands a year.” [David Cameron: net immigration will be capped at tens of thousands, By Rosa Prince, Telegraph (UK), January 10, 2010] He was duly elected; then he was reelected five years later, in May this year. Current immigration numbers are running around 300,000 a year. From the point of view of keeping out unwanted entrants, an island nation would seem to be optimal. Shakespeare has John of Gaunt rhapsodize on this point in Richard II: This precious stone set in the silver sea, Which serves it in the office of a wall, Or as a moat defensive to a house, Against the envy of less happier lands, This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this England … Alas; as the old boy observes a few lines later: England, bound in with the triumphant sea Whose rocky shore beats back the envious siege Of watery Neptune, is now bound in with shame, With inky blots and rotten parchment bonds: That England, that was wont to conquer others, Hath made a shameful conquest of itself. (The Brits have a long record of ignoring nature’s gifts. An opposition politician seventy years assailed government policy thus: “This island is made mainly of coal and surrounded by fish. Only an organizing genius could produce a shortage of coal and fish at the same time.”) Cameron’s impotence has encouraged the illegals. In Calais on the French coast they have planted a vast makeshift camp near the entrance to the Channel Tunnel. From there they sally out every day to the lines of trucks waiting to cross over to England. Bedfordshire Police—who cover Toddington Services on the M1, 125 miles from Dover but where migrants are caught daily as they clamber out of the lorries they board in Calais—say they caught an average of 23 suspected illegal immigrants each month and 67 in May. In just two days last week, they found 36 stowaways. [Forget the Greek crisis or Britain’s referendum, this tidal wave of migrants could be the biggest threat to Europe since the war by Michael Burleigh; Daily Mail, June 26th 2015. (My emphasis)] The spinelessness of the British also encourages the French authorities, who are happy to see the illegals smuggling themselves out of France. The French provide essentially no law enforcement on these French highways. (Calais, in spite of being on the French side of the Channel, was actually English territory until captured by France in 1558. Mary Tudor, who was Queen of England at the time, moaned on her deathbed that: “When I am dead and cut open, they will find Philip and Calais inscribed on my heart.” That’s Philip of Spain, who contracted an entirely political marriage with Mary in 1554 but showed no further interest in her.) David Cameron’s marriage appears to be a genuine love match, but in regard to Calais, he may in later life come to nurse some sentiment similar to Mary’s. Elsewhere in Europe things are even more dire. The little Greek island of Lesbos, native population 86,000, received 15,000 illegals just in the month of June. There is no prospect of any end to this problem. There is, to the contrary, every prospect that it will get far worse. It is conceivable—just barely—that the Muslim nations might attain some kind of stability, or at least that those currently stable might do more to rescue their co-religionists, who make up the genuinely refugee portion of the boat people. The African component, however, is driven by brute demography; and the reservoir supplying it is essentially bottomless. Afrikaner nationalist Dan Roodt is making a blunt assessment of the possible futures. The sad truth is that Africa’s “economic miracle” will never happen. As the population grows, survival will mean only one thing: emigration. The bright lights of Europe and North America–and of South Africa for those who cannot manage to leave the continent–will exert a hypnotic attraction. Many Africans will buy plane tickets financed by their relatives already overseas, or by Western aid money, and those who cannot afford to fly will pile into rickety ships to cross the Mediterranean. The African avalanche is inevitable. The rush to Europe will be so massive and relentless that it will not be possible to stop it without direct military force. That would require a fundamental ideological change, and without such a change, at some point in the 21st century, Europe will accept African domination. This is not as preposterous as it sounds; most Europeans will be as resigned to black rule as white South Africans are today. Liberal Europeans will probably fight as hard as Africans to implement the current South African system of race preferences, quotas and forced integration. [An African Planet? by Dan Roodt; American Renaissance, July 10th 2015.] It makes the U.S.A.’s immigration problems with Mexico look quite picayune by comparison. Back to the Xhosa. Is it true, as Chronicles’ Williamson suggest, that “national and cultural suicide … is unknown in the history of the world”? In the most literal sense of total annihilation, perhaps; but the Xhosa made a determined national suicide attempt, in 1856-57. The Xhosa—the pronunciation is something like “Kaw-suh”—were at that time a pastoralist people living in southeastern South Africa. As Britain’s Cape Colony expanded through the early 19th century, the Xhosa resisted, and there was a series of frontier wars. (Don’t feel too bad for the Xhosa. They had themselves arrived in Southern Africa during the Middle Ages, displacing the indigenous hunter-gatherer Bushmen, probably without first saying “excuse me.”) The most decisive of these frontier wars was fought from 1850 to 1853. It ended with defeat for the Xhosa, who lost much of their land. To compound their misery, from 1854 their cattle were afflicted with bovine pneumonia, brought in by European settlers. Then a prophet came up among the Xhosa. This was a man named Mhlakaza. (I can’t resist noting that Mhlakaza enjoyed the distinction of being the first Xhosa to be confirmed in the Church of England. That’s irrelevant to the story, though. In 1853 he had left the company of white men and returned to his village.) Mhlakaza had a niece, fifteen or sixteen years old. One morning in early 1856 this girl and a companion, out in the countryside beyond their kraal, saw a vision of two long-dead tribesmen. The apparitions declared themselves heralds of a “new people.” A great resurrection was coming, they said, a remaking of the world. New cattle would appear, and plentiful new corn. The tribe’s dead ancestors would rise in multitudes and sweep the white men into the sea. However, a necessary precondition for this rebirth was that the Xhosa must kill all their cattle and scatter all their corn. The girls went back to the kraal and told the tale. Uncle Mhlakaza picked it up and ran with it, becoming the prophet of this cattle-killing cult. A ghastly tragedy followed. That life itself was inextricably bound up with their cattle was expressed by a Xhosa saying, Inkomo luhlanga, zifile luyakufa uhlanga, “Cattle are the race, they being dead the race dies.” The call by the “new people” to destroy their herds in their entirety, regardless of whether they were infected [i.e. with pneumonia], meant for the Xhosa the literal sacrifice of themselves, an act of faith in the belief that only thus would they save themselves from the crisis of survival that had beset them in its variety of manifestations. That is what they proceeded to do. From this commitment there began to unfold what is probably the greatest self-inflicted immolation of a people in all history, the saddest and most overwhelming of all South Africa’s many human tragedies. [Frontiers by Noël Mostert (1992), page 1187.] Mhlakaza set a date for the eschaton: the coming full moon in mid-July of 1856. The date came and went with no resurrection. The prophet recalculated: August! This cycle went on for months, until February 17th, 1857. Mhlakaza swore that day would definitely, absolutely bring in the new world, and that the sun would set immediately after rising that morning. Mostert: A grandson of Sarili [the Xhosas’ supreme chief] was a boy at that time and in 1910 described to George Cory the slow dying of expectation on that memorable day: “I sat outside my hut and saw the sun rise, so did all the other people. We waited until midday, yet the sun continued its course. We still watched until the afternoon and yet it did not turn, and then the people began to despair for they saw that this thing was not true.” By that point the cattle had been killed and the corn destroyed. In the British-controlled territories, the authorities had laid in food stocks and missionaries provided relief, saving many lives. But at least 15,000 Xhosa died in those territories out of an original population of 105,000. In Xhosa lands beyond the river Kei, where there was no such provision, mortality rates were far higher. Estimates of the total who starved to death begin around 60,000, but nobody really knows. There is some consolation in learning that whatever the number, Mhlakaza was among them. The Xhosa people survived—Nelson Mandela was a Xhosa, born in the village of Mvezo in Umtata, eighty miles from where Mhlakaza’s niece had her revelation —so this was not strictly speaking a case of national suicide. The cattle- killing can, though, I think, be counted as a pretty determined national suicide attempt. This whole appalling episode is an interesting study in mass psychology. Elias Canetti gave it a chapter in his 1960 book Crowds and Power. (Although Canetti gets the mortality numbers wrong and has different spellings for the names: “Xosa” for “Xhosa,” and so on.) A significant point: You might think, for example, that those monthly disappointments from July to February would have caused much falling-away among believers and rising anger against the prophet. To the contrary, belief generated more belief; each failed prediction set off a new frenzy of cattle-killing. It must be that we have not killed enough! Anger was directed against the dwindling minority of Unbelievers. The refusal of these dissidents to kill their cattle was displeasing to the “new people.” That was why they wouldn’t launch the Resurrection! Mostert: From the [British colonial] government, which was ostensibly doing all it could to suppress the movement, there was no protection for the Unbelievers, and therefore no encouragement to waverers to resist the communal frenzy that threatened to swallow them, one way or the other. The only recourse for the Unbelievers was to start congregating together, forming their own version of the Boer laager, as it were, which became yet another aspect of the disintegration of the social fabric of Xhosa society. [Page 1210.] (In the matter of literary references, the only mention of the Xhosa cattle- killing in fiction that I know of is in George MacDonald Fraser’s 1994 Flashman and the Angel of the Lord. Says Flashy: “The demented blighters starved themselves to death, which left more space for white settlement, and the surviving ’Zozas were in a fit state to be civilized.” This slightly overstates the Xhosa’s self-destruction. Twenty years later, in fact, they fought one more brief war against the British, which of course they lost.) It may be that the universalist ideology now has as firm a grip on Western minds as Mhlakaza’s promises had on those of the Xhosa. As that people’s tragedy shows, millenarian cults, once set in motion, will keep going right over the cliff edge, using the last of their breath to curse the dissident minority whose treasonous doubt caused the gods to withhold their bounty. Poster Comment: Prior to the 2010 election in that country Cameron promised that if elected he would cap immigration at “tens of thousands a year.” [David Cameron: net immigration will be capped at tens of thousands, By Rosa Prince, Telegraph (UK), January 10, 2010] He was duly elected; then he was reelected five years later, in May this year. Current immigration numbers are running around 300,000 a year. Cameron sounds like the kind of guy the RINO's are looking for. Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread Top • Page Up • Full Thread • Page Down • Bottom/Latest
#1. To: nativist nationalist (#0)
This is a badly made comparison. This is more like the communist famines of Russia and China than of immigration demographics. If anything, the invaders caused the native people to lose their minds and almost self destruct and in the European example, the Muslims are the invaders, so that means the Europeans will destroy their worldly goods and wait for God to fix things in the analogy. There is a lesson to be learned from this example - but it's not the one talked about here.
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