Rudyard Kipling Basically Warns Us Against Paying The Jizya To The Islamic Horde

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In his poem “Dane-Geld”, Rudyard Kipling exhorts the reader never to submit to the suzerainty of a violent horde, for it will lead to humiliation and inescapable ruin. In effect, though he references the Danegeld paid by various besieged European peoples to the Viking raiders, his poem is equally-applicable to the West facing the imperious demands of the Mujahideen, who declare that “Non-Muslims have the right to keep their religion, but not the authority to rule the world. So, they have the choice to pay the tribute, in which case fighting them is unnecessary and illegal. However, if they choose not to pay the tribute they will be fought until they pay the poll tax[.]” Though the payment of Tribute to a belligerent horde may prevent outright genocide and mass enslavement of the conquered population, as well as direct rule by an invading power (meaning that the conquered people remain autonomous in most affairs, e.g. Kievan Rus’ under the Tatars) it will ultimately serve to weaken a people so that it, under heavy economic exploitation, loses all self-agency and falls completely.


Dane-Geld
A.D. 980-1016


It is always a temptation to an armed and agile nation
To call upon a neighbour and to say: —
“We invaded you last night–we are quite prepared to fight,
Unless you pay us cash to go away.”

And that is called asking for Dane-geld,
And the people who ask it explain
That you’ve only to pay ’em the Dane-geld
And then you’ll get rid of the Dane!

It is always a temptation for a rich and lazy nation,
To puff and look important and to say: —
“Though we know we should defeat you, we have not the time to meet you.
We will therefore pay you cash to go away.”

And that is called paying the Dane-geld;
But we’ve proved it again and again,
That if once you have paid him the Dane-geld
You never get rid of the Dane.

It is wrong to put temptation in the path of any nation,
For fear they should succumb and go astray;
So when you are requested to pay up or be molested,
You will find it better policy to say: —

“We never pay any-one Dane-geld,
No matter how trifling the cost;
For the end of that game is oppression and shame,
And the nation that pays it is lost!”

http://www.theblogmocracy.com/2011/...gainst-paying-the-jizya-to-the-islamic-horde/

 

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Kipling gives instruction on how to handle Islamist threats in this poem.

Title: The Grave of the Hundred Head
Author: Rudyard Kipling

There’s a widow in sleepy Chester
Who weeps for her only son;
There’s a grave on the Pabeng River,
A grave that the Burmans shun,
And there’s Subadar Prag Tewarri
Who tells how the work was done.

A Snider squibbed in the jungle,
Somebody laughed and fled,
And the men of the First Shikaris
Picked up their Subaltern dead,
With a big blue mark in his forehead
And the back blown out of his head.

Subadar Prag Tewarri,
Jemadar Hira Lal,
Took command of the party,
Twenty rifles in all,
Marched them down to the river
As the day was beginning to fall.

They buried the boy by the river,
A blanket over his face–
They wept for their dead Lieutenant,
The men of an alien race–
They made a samadh in his honor,
A mark for his resting-place.

For they swore by the Holy Water,
They swore by the salt they ate,
That the soul of Lieutenant Eshmitt Sahib
Should go to his God in state;
With fifty file of Burman
To open him Heaven’s gate.

The men of the First Shikaris
Marched till the break of day,
Till they came to the rebel village,
The village of Pabengmay–
A jingal covered the clearing,
Calthrops hampered the way.

Subadar Prag Tewarri,
Bidding them load with ball,
Halted a dozen rifles
Under the village wall;
Sent out a flanking-party
With Jemadar Hira Lal.

The men of the First Shikaris
Shouted and smote and slew,
Turning the grinning jingal
On to the howling crew.
The Jemadar’s flanking-party
Butchered the folk who flew.

Long was the morn of slaughter,
Long was the list of slain,
Five score heads were taken,
Five score heads and twain;
And the men of the First Shikaris
Went back to their grave again,

Each man bearing a basket
Red as his palms that day,
Red as the blazing village–
The village of Pabengmay,
And the “drip-drip-drip” from the baskets
Reddened the grass by the way.

They made a pile of their trophies
High as a tall man’s chin,
Head upon head distorted,
Set in a sightless grin,
Anger and pain and terror
Stamped on the smoke-scorched skin.

Subadar Prag Tewarri
Put the head of the Boh
On the top of the mound of triumph,
The head of his son below,
With the sword and the peacock-banner
That the world might behold and know.

Thus the samadh was perfect,
Thus was the lesson plain
Of the wrath of the First Shikaris–
The price of a white man slain;
And the men of the First Shikaris
Went back into camp again.

Then a silence came to the river,
A hush fell over the shore,
And Bohs that were brave departed,
And Sniders squibbed no more;
For the Burmans said
That a kullah’s head
Must be paid for with heads five score.

There’s a widow in sleepy Chester
Who weeps for her only son;
There’s a grave on the Pabeng River,
A grave that the Burmans shun,
And there’s Subadar Prag Tewarri
Who tells how the work was done.

 

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Rather than agree to the terms of the Iran nuclear deal that gives Iran $150 billion, perhaps we need to follow the advice of one poster I recently read on another board.

"Why are we even messing with these camel jockeys? Why????? Send them back to the stone age. Smart Bomb their factories and facilities (you know we know where they are). We are the worlds superpower, the whole world revolves around us, this is some annoying pissant country, bomb their nuclear capability back to primitive times. We have the biggest stick, of all time, why are we even messing with these people. Say if you don't do this by this date and time, say next Friday at 3PM, we will blow you to smithereens. That simple. They don't comply, blow them to smithereens. This ain't rocket surgery."

Note: Obama's Apology Tour and his actions to reverse Bush's hardline policies on terrorism have not worked so it's about time we try a different approach.