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"The barbarians are not at the gates. They are INSIDE THE GATES and have academic tenure, judicial appointments, government grants, and control of the movies, television, and other media.
— Thomas Sowell, Barbarians Inside the Gates and Other Controversial Essays (1999)"
HORRIFIC: What happened in Paris yesterday was horrific. A man is dead. Others are fighting for their lives. A 12-year-old girl was shot eight times.
And before the blood was even dry, Macron was on camera declaring it a “racist terrorist attack.” Declaring that victims were selected for the colour of their skin and their religion.
He called it a “turning point.”
Then he said this:
“It is the first time we have had a terrorist act that was planned to kill our compatriots, our children, based on the colour of their skin or their religion.”
The FIRST time.
Let that sink in.
The first time?
That single sentence should make every French citizen furious.
So Toulouse wasn’t a turning point? When Mohamed Merah walked into a Jewish school and executed a rabbi and three small children point-blank, one of them just three years old?
Charlie Hebdo wasn’t a turning point? When Islamists massacred journalists for drawing cartoons?
Hyper Cacher wasn’t a turning point? When four Jews were murdered simply for being Jews while shopping for Shabbat?
The Bataclan wasn’t a turning point? When 90 young people were slaughtered like animals inside a concert hall?
Nice wasn’t a turning point? When a truck was driven through families and 86 people were crushed to death, children included?
Father Jacques Hamel wasn’t a turning point? When his throat was slit at the altar of his own church?
Samuel Paty wasn’t a turning point? When a teacher was beheaded in the street for showing his class free speech?
Dominique Bernard wasn’t a turning point?
How many corpses did France have to bury before it counted? How many Jewish children, journalists, shoppers, concertgoers, priests and teachers had to die?
And let’s be clear about something else: the investigation into yesterday’s horror is still establishing motive. The facts are still being gathered.
Yet Macron already has the narrative, the motive, the moral, and the political lesson ready to go.
If the evidence proves racist intent, then condemn it to the fullest extent of the law. Call it what it is. No one will defend it.
But do not rewrite French history to do it.
Do not insult the memory of the dead to serve today’s narrative.
France changed long ago. The French people know it because they lived it. They bled through it.
They remember the little girl in Toulouse. They remember the editors slumped over their desks. They remember the hostages in the kosher store. They remember the bodies on the floor of the Bataclan. They remember the strollers shattered on the promenade in Nice. They remember the priest. They remember the teacher.
You can try to push those atrocities into the background because they are inconvenient to your politics.
But you cannot make a nation forget what it saw with its own eyes.
Politicians can rewrite the narrative.
They will never rewrite people’s memories.
And they will never make France forget its dead
I'm seeing quite a bit of comment about this, so I want to make a couple of points.
I'm not owed eternal agreement from any actor who once played a character I created. The idea is as ludicrous as me checking with the boss I had when I was twenty-one for what opinions I should hold these days.
Emma Watson and her co-stars have every right to embrace gender identity ideology. Such beliefs are legally protected, and I wouldn't want to see any of them threatened with loss of work, or violence, or death, because of them.
However, Emma and Dan in particular have both made it clear over the last few years that they think our former professional association gives them a particular right - nay, obligation - to critique me and my views in public. Years after they finished acting in Potter, they continue to assume the role of de facto spokespeople for the world I created.
When you've known people since they were ten years old it's hard to shake a certain protectiveness. Until quite recently, I hadn't managed to throw off the memory of children who needed to be gently coaxed through their dialogue in a big scary film studio. For the past few years, I've repeatedly declined invitations from journalists to comment on Emma specifically, most notably on the Witch Trials of JK Rowling. Ironically, I told the producers that I didn't want her to be hounded as the result of anything I said.
The television presenter in the attached clip highlights Emma's 'all witches' speech, and in truth, that was a turning point for me, but it had a postscript that hurt far more than the speech itself. Emma asked someone to pass on a handwritten note from her to me, which contained the single sentence 'I'm so sorry for what you're going through' (she has my phone number). This was back when the death, rape and torture threats against me were at their peak, at a time when my personal security measures had had to be tightened considerably and I was constantly worried for my family's safety. Emma had just publicly poured more petrol on the flames, yet thought a one line expression of concern from her would reassure me of her fundamental sympathy and kindness.
Like other people who've never experienced adult life uncushioned by wealth and fame, Emma has so little experience of real life she's ignorant of how ignorant she is. She'll never need a homeless shelter. She's never going to be placed on a mixed sex public hospital ward. I'd be astounded if she's been in a high street changing room since childhood. Her 'public bathroom' is single occupancy and comes with a security man standing guard outside the door. Has she had to strip off in a newly mixed-sex changing room at a council-run swimming pool? Is she ever likely to need a state-run rape crisis centre that refuses to guarantee an all-female service? To find herself sharing a prison cell with a male rapist who's identified into the women's prison?
I wasn't a multimillionaire at fourteen. I lived in poverty while writing the book that made Emma famous. I therefore understand from my own life experience what the trashing of women's rights in which Emma has so enthusiastically participated means to women and girls without her privileges.
The greatest irony here is that, had Emma not decided in her most recent interview to declare that she loves and treasures me - a change of tack I suspect she's adopted because she's noticed full-throated condemnation of me is no longer quite as fashionable as it was - I might never have been this honest.
Adults can't expect to cosy up to an activist movement that regularly calls for a friend's assassination, then assert their right to the former friend's love, as though the friend was in fact their mother. Emma is rightly free to disagree with me and indeed to discuss her feelings about me in public - but I have the same right, and I've finally decided to exercise it.
She tried to warn everyone in 2001. The men she named were powerful. What followed ruined her life.💔⚠️
Karen Mulder was one of the most famous models in the world. She worked with Versace, Dior, and Chanel, became an original Victoria’s Secret Angel, and was one of the highest paid models of her time. She was everywhere, admired, successful, and trusted inside the fashion industry.
In October 2001, Mulder appeared on a French talk show and spoke about serious wrongdoing in the modeling world, including assault, abuse, and exploitation. She directly named senior figures. The interview never aired. Reports later claimed the footage was destroyed before the public could see it.
Within hours, she disappeared from public view and was taken to a psychiatric hospital in Paris, where she stayed for months. Her mental health was questioned. Her credibility was torn apart. Her career collapsed. For years, she was portrayed as unstable and unreliable.
The men she accused kept working.
Years later, one of them, Jean-Luc Brunel, was exposed as a close associate of Jeffrey Epstein. Court records and testimony linked him to an international exploitation network connected to modeling agencies. Many women later accused him. He was arrested in France in 2020 and died in custody in 2022 while awaiting trial.
Another executive Mulder named, Gérald Marie, was later accused by at least fifteen women of assault and abuse. A BBC investigation had previously raised serious concerns about his behavior, yet he remained influential in fashion for years.
Karen Mulder was not protected. She was silenced.
Two decades later, the men she warned about were being investigated, exposed, or dying in jail cells. The truth did not change her fate, but it changed how her words should be remembered.
She was not crazy. She was early.
Un uomo di 83 anni stava per andare a dormire quando sua moglie, 81 anni, gli disse:
«Caro, mi sembra che abbiamo lasciato accesa la luce del garage. Puoi andare a spegnerla?»
L’uomo, con qualche fatica, si alzò dal letto e andò a controllare. Ma appena guardò fuori, vide cinque o sei ladri che cercavano di forzare la porta del garage.
Preoccupato, chiamò immediatamente la polizia.
«Buonasera, ci sono dei ladri che stanno cercando di entrare nel mio garage. Siamo due anziani soli in casa. Potete mandare qualcuno?»
Dall’altra parte risposero:
«Abbiamo preso nota dell’indirizzo, signore, ma al momento non abbiamo pattuglie disponibili. Manderemo qualcuno appena possibile.»
L’anziano riattaccò, guardò nuovamente dalla finestra e rimase a pensare per un paio di minuti.
Poi richiamò la polizia.
«Buonasera, sono quello dei ladri nel garage. Non preoccupatevi più, ho risolto il problema. Ho sparato a tutti e sei.»
Nel giro di cinque minuti arrivarono quattro pattuglie, un elicottero, due ambulanze e una squadra di agenti armati.
I ladri furono arrestati sul posto.
Il comandante si avvicinò all’anziano, visibilmente contrariato:
«Ma come? Lei aveva detto di aver sparato a tutti i ladri!»
Il vecchietto lo guardò tranquillamente e rispose:
«E voi non avevate detto che non c’erano pattuglie disponibili?»