The Middle of Summer.

Other than the time we lived in Colorado, I have always regarded Summer with a kind of dread. The temperature is way out of the comfort zone, mosquitos seem to be ever present and gunning for me and you do not know what to dread more: the days without rain or the rain that turns the place into a sauna. In Maryland I consoled myself with having a garden and thinking of the hazy, muggy and hot days as "tomato weather" or the time of cucumbers. After we moved to Texas it is somewhat different: the days are hotter, less humid and yes, it is the time for tomatoes at least at the numerous fruit stands. As you know, mine were stolen by the tree rats.

There is something else that takes your mind off the heat in July, Le Tour de France. It is a time of nostalgia for me, a visit to the Europe that was before the coming of Arabs and Africans, who are conspicuously absent at the Tour de France. I love to see the countryside of France, the old, walled enclosures, the buildings covered with red clay shingles, the small buildings built to human scale and before the atrocity of modern architecture. Not even speaking of the fields and vineyards that is as much a part of Europe as are the Alps or the Pyrenees. Each Tour I give thanks that the France of old still stands and try to forget that these days are numbered because God had withdrawn His Grace from these people. Because those whom God loves, He gifts with children and the French are dieing out.

You can ask me why I do not care for the Arab and African immigrants into France and I will tell you: because they are not Europeans and have no intention of becoming Europeans. They have not developed roots in French soil, their sweat has not been watering the crops of the land. They stay in their enclaves, which grow larger by the year. They do not embrace the traditions of France, they remain strangers in a strange land. And they are prone to be captured by the worst that France has to offer, which is Socialism.

It is not that different in the US. While, whites and blacks were segregated in the past by custom and law, they are segregated now, because a difference in attitude. A young black man I once quoted on the RB said that blacks will remain outside of American society as long as they maintain the attitude that "they owe us." The failure of blacks to see this is shown in the aftermath of a recent election in Mississippi:

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/crossingamerica/5810701/Down-the-Mississippi-delta-town-elects-first-black-mayor.html

Do the young black children of this Mississippi town feel better now that a black man is Mayor of their town? No. They taunt the former Mayor by dropping their their pants and yelling...well, you can read the article. And His Honor the new Mayor? His goals are summarized in an interview: "I just want the people to be comfortable. Small towns like this depend on government funding and that’s what we’re seeking." You can easily see what comes next. The people will become a vote farm for the Democrats in exchange for the dole. Just as the imported Arabs and Africans become vote farms for the Socialists in France. It seems that Socialism works is similar ways everywhere: it destroys peoples' ambition to become better off. Socialism delande est!