The other night,
after I had posted my thirteenth-anniversary comments regarding 09/11 [LINK],
my wife and I were talking to our son, who is now in his first term of college,
living away from home for the first time.
And I realized something: It was
during my own first term at the same university, 35 years ago, that the
Iranians treacherously invaded our embassy in Teheran and the Iran Hostage
Crisis began, bringing the issue of Islamic terrorism home to the United States
in a whole new way. A “generation” is a
very unspecific measure of time, of course, but the fact is that by the measure of my lifetime, with jihad now raging across the Middle
East and acts of terror being perpetrated around the world, and although the 1990s
seemed a lull that proved to be false, the world has endured a long,
third-of-a-century-and-more, generation of Islamic aggression that shows no
signs of abating, only escalating. We
are in a war, and have been since before 09/11, which at present We Are Not Winning. I pray that a generation hence the world
which my son has inherited and passed on to his children has not fallen before “the cruel children of the lonely God … who with scimitar in hand have
laid waste the world” (G. K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy, chapter 8).
Thanks for reading.
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