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A most excellent book; it demonstrates the present course of the destruction of Western Civilization albeit in a fast forward mode.
Jean Raspail, The Camp of the Saints, (trans.) Norman Shapiro, The Social Contract Press, 1995, 316 pp., $12.95 (soft cover)
A haunting novel about the end of the white race.
Reviewed by Samuel Jared Taylor
Fiction can be more powerful than fact. Authors have always lent their talents to causes, often swaying events more effectively than journalists or politicians. Fiction, including virtually everything emitted by Hollywood, has usually been in the service of the left, but occasionally an author declares his allegiance to culture and tradition.
In The Camp of the Saints, Jean Raspail goes further and declares his allegiance to his race--though it is an allegiance tinged with bitterness at the weakness of the white man. Originally published in 1973, this may be the first significant racialist novel since the days of Thomas Dixon. It is the story of the final, tragic end of European civilization which falls, like all great civilizations, by its own hand.
The novel is set in the near future in France, where the leftist sicknesses of multi-culturalism and multi-racialism have undermined all natural defenses. As Mr. Raspail writes of young Europeans:
"That scorn of a people of other races, the knowledge that one's own is best, the triumphant joy at feeling oneself to be part of humanity's finest--none of that had ever filled these youngsters' addled brains, or at least so little that the monstrous cancer implanted in the Western conscience had quashed it in no time at all."
By then, "the white race was nothing more than a million sheep," beaten down by decades of anti-white propaganda. As Mr. Raspail explains, it was "a known fact that racism comes in two forms: that practiced by whites--heinous and inexcusable, whatever its motives--and that practiced by blacks--quite justified, whatever its excess, since it's merely the expression of a righteous revenge . . . ."
This is the state of mind with which the West confronts its final crisis: nearly a million starving, disease-ridden boat people--men, women, and children--set sail from the Ganges delta for Europe. Practically no one is willing to say that this flotilla must be stopped at all costs. Instead, liberals and Christians spout confident nonsense about welcoming their Hindu brothers into the wealth and comfort of Europe.
Jean Raspail, The Camp of the Saints, (trans.) Norman Shapiro, The Social Contract Press, 1995, 316 pp., $12.95 (soft cover)
A haunting novel about the end of the white race.
Reviewed by Samuel Jared Taylor
Fiction can be more powerful than fact. Authors have always lent their talents to causes, often swaying events more effectively than journalists or politicians. Fiction, including virtually everything emitted by Hollywood, has usually been in the service of the left, but occasionally an author declares his allegiance to culture and tradition.
In The Camp of the Saints, Jean Raspail goes further and declares his allegiance to his race--though it is an allegiance tinged with bitterness at the weakness of the white man. Originally published in 1973, this may be the first significant racialist novel since the days of Thomas Dixon. It is the story of the final, tragic end of European civilization which falls, like all great civilizations, by its own hand.
The novel is set in the near future in France, where the leftist sicknesses of multi-culturalism and multi-racialism have undermined all natural defenses. As Mr. Raspail writes of young Europeans:
"That scorn of a people of other races, the knowledge that one's own is best, the triumphant joy at feeling oneself to be part of humanity's finest--none of that had ever filled these youngsters' addled brains, or at least so little that the monstrous cancer implanted in the Western conscience had quashed it in no time at all."
By then, "the white race was nothing more than a million sheep," beaten down by decades of anti-white propaganda. As Mr. Raspail explains, it was "a known fact that racism comes in two forms: that practiced by whites--heinous and inexcusable, whatever its motives--and that practiced by blacks--quite justified, whatever its excess, since it's merely the expression of a righteous revenge . . . ."
This is the state of mind with which the West confronts its final crisis: nearly a million starving, disease-ridden boat people--men, women, and children--set sail from the Ganges delta for Europe. Practically no one is willing to say that this flotilla must be stopped at all costs. Instead, liberals and Christians spout confident nonsense about welcoming their Hindu brothers into the wealth and comfort of Europe.
