However my deeper point, and I'm getting to it finally, is that there is one other difference between England and France and that is that, despite attempts by the multicultis and the police, people in England persist in fighting back when they see others trashing their property or their friends. Furthermore, as we have seen in now and again, while English people are generally law abiding and tolerant, there is a long history of fighting which means that immigrants who want to have a riot get attacked by native rioters who are just as deadly. I do believe that on the whole England will not suffer from the French disease even if the rest of Europe succumbs. The threat of retaliation, unfortunately demonstrated in the increase in "paki-bashing" after July 7th, is also key. If the "muslim community" in the UK starts burning things outside its own ghettoes it will face a spontaneous response that will require that the police actually defend the immigrants.
I think the key difference is that the English don't fear their immigrants and do value their contributions, from curryhouses to cricket, in a way that, despite the presence of Zidane et al, the French do not. A national that likes a scrap and likes a curry bought from its immigrants is unlikely to find any reason to block them up in a ghetto. And a country that offers everyone the opportunity to work and get ahead, buy their own house is simply not the sort of place that makes it easy for an immigrant community to feel discriminated against.
...When the police refused to turn up when a mob was smashing in our door with a metal girder, I was still integrated and never wanted anything more than tolerance. I didn’t want them dead. I didn’t want them to move elsewhere. I wanted to be accepted. Not liked. Not loved. Just accepted.
I went to a church school. I sang the hymns. I played the recorder. I was the only kid in my primary school to play the tenor recorder and I played “Once in Royal David’s City” solo to the entire school. In fact, when carol singers came to my door in Fulham a couple of years back, I gave them a few quid to sing “Once In Royal David’s City”.
I went through decades of my classmates and some friends being deliberately, or inadvertently racist. I was never attempting to assert any kind of individuality or profile. It was not me who asked for special consideration. I just asked for the right not to eat pork, not to drink alcohol, not much to ask.
When my kid brother was thrown into thorn bushes and scarred by racist thugs on our estate, we still were not listened to, the police were still not interested. “Just grin and bear it” was their advice....There is a problem when Britain can make people like this gentleman, a person who sounds like he ought to be the ideal candidate for a successful life in England feel like he is uner threat for his religion and/or his skin colour. This gentleman is the guy we need to have on "our" side fighting with the rest of "us" against the people who pervert the tenets of his religion and try to kill innocent strangers indiscriminately. Unfortunately we seem to be losing him and we seem to be doing so, IMO, because of the abysmal behaviour of the media and the politicians who fail to make the clear case for who we are fighting and why they are bad.