Phonecall from Phil last night

We talked about yesterday's massacres in Paris--up to a 160 innocent victims by this morning's count--with me trying to imagine who could be perpetrating them, and Phil sounding just a tad strained and artificial, saying, or trying to say, something to the effect that, with all these immigrants and refugees holding fanatical religious beliefs, random massacres of innocent persons is what you have to expect; which, I suppose, is true, but which seems to give more motivational importance to fanatical religious beliefs than I like to allow them.  I'd much prefer to believe that it was historical chickens coming home to roost from France's iniquitous  colonial adventures in, say, Viet Nam and Algeria.  Then I could say, and half-believe, "and serves them bloody right, too!" except that you can't even think that about the random massacres of innocent persons.

Well, but--false flag or not--it (the eruption of massacres) has had the effect of closing the borders--which many in the Sweet France have been desperate to do these past several decades, though they dared not say so, and of getting really tough with the intransigeantly unassimilable. And so, I guess, we'll have to acknowledge th'ascendance of Mme. Le Pen. Welcome, Marine.