We had farewelled Bruce yesterday at the funeral and the tea was being served when one of my sons came up to me and said that there was a bombing at an Ariana Grande concert in Manchester. I did not know who she is. A stepson decided to clue in the old man. Ariana Grande was a Nickelodeon Star who is now a pop star aiming at young teens.

Then I looked. Another Islamic Bombing. Another advisory that no one shall stir up “islamophobia”. And parents worried for their kids, escorting them home from what was supposed to be a safe night out, listening to a tween idol sing hymns of the narrative.

What can we say? Suicide bombing is a standard tactic for Muslim activists. Living in homogenous areas is safer, calmer, and produces high trust. That the elite and their street thugs — the progressives, the antifa and the Muslim wide boys — hate Christians, hate the native Peoples of Europe, and want to destroy our children.

But in oppression, we can still act.

James 5:13-18

¹³Are any among you suffering? They should pray. Are any cheerful? They should sing songs of praise. ¹⁴Are any among you sick? They should call for the elders of the church and have them pray over them, anointing them with oil in the name of the Lord. ¹⁵The prayer of faith will save the sick, and the Lord will raise them up; and anyone who has committed sins will be forgiven. ¹⁶Therefore confess your sins to one another, and pray for one another, so that you may be healed. The prayer of the righteous is powerful and effective. ¹⁷Elijah was a human being like us, and he prayed fervently that it might not rain, and for three years and six months it did not rain on the earth. ¹⁸Then he prayed again, and the heaven gave rain and the earth yielded its harvest.

We have duties, men of Christ. One of them is to protect our wives and daughters. From corruption and the memes of the narrative, yes, but more so from the rapists and murderers on the streets and in our societies.

First, let me say that I have family members who are a) devout Christians, b) good men, and c) are responsible for killing considerably more people than Anders Breivik. I also have a number of friends whose confirmed kills are in double-digits. Nor am I at all persuaded by the notion that the God who loved David, who slew “his ten thousands”, or the Jesus who praised the faith of the Roman centurion, is anywhere nearly as appalled by war as most men would like to believe.

We need to fight back at any narrative that would leave us without the means of caring for our children. That includes defending them. We delegate some of this to the police and the armed forces, but if they will not do the job, or enable the terrorists, they will find themselves counted as the enemy.

If you want to start a revolution, kill the daughters of working men. The fools. The stupid fools. Allah has made them tactical idiots. The blowback will come, and it will lead to rivers of blood.

For we cannot stand this, and we will ensure there is change.

I suggest we don’t “carry on exactly as before”. In fact, I suggest we do away with the trite “Keep Calm and Carry On” mindset that has been adopted by hipsters and tourist tat sellers.

Instead, I suggest we look back in history a little further, for how we deal with this scourge.

St. Augustine of Hippo — not to be confused with the homonymous St. Augustine of Canterbury who brought Christianity to England — once said: “Hope has two beautiful daughters. Their names are anger and courage; anger at the way things are, and courage to see that they do not remain the way they are.”
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We now know that girls as young as eight years old died in the terror attack in Manchester last night.

We know in neighbouring communities, young girls were targeted, groomed, and raped by Pakistani, more often than not Muslim, men living in the United Kingdom.

And while the political left hurls accusations of a “war on women” at the right, for refusing to accept taxpayer subsidy of contraception or abortion, the real war on women is taking place in British towns and cities, conducted by fellow travellers of the high chiefs of multiculturalism.

We must protect our beautiful daughters with the beautiful daughters of St. Augustine: courage, and anger.

Anyone who cannot agree to this basic statement should find no support in public life.

We can learn from those who attend the box: I am one of them. As they suffer, they form a community, and they care for each other. As we suffer, we should pray for each other, heal one another, defend one another, and provide for one another. Bodily exercise is good, but spiritual exercise is better.

We should not deceive ourselves: we are in a war. As in the time of James we will face persecution. We are fortunate that the persecution is obvious. We need to get prepared. Pray. Work. Build your family. Get strong, And know that Allah and his minions rooam the world like a barking hyena, for they know that their time is short.