Last night LATE on TBS I watched a movie from 1998 called Mars Attacks. Jack Nicholson as President. Sort of a Clinton type. Glen Close as first lady. Martin Short as a George Stephenaopolis type.
Directed by Tim Burton. Supposed to be a comedy. I had seen it before. This time it was far less funny and more disturbing (as Burton's stuff often is) than not.
I was seeing the whole thing thru the eyes of the Islamofascist mindless attacks on Civilization. It bothered me.
These people coming from somewhere, another culture, another value system, looking at our economic and cultural system as corrupt and evil, coming and destroying everything. Pretending to make peace and then out of that huge murder. Then mindless destruction of everything.
There are lots of parallels in the movie. Some was just camp and silly. Tom Jones? There were salutes to other films. I saw all that.
What impressed me was the incompetent way we (western civilization) dealt with this. Not to crush them, but to believe in vain the attackers from mars could be negotiated with, talked to, persuaded and how that had no hope whatsoever.
That is exactly what I believe we are doing in dealing with islamofacism in the world. There is one snippet where the President of France calls Jack Nicholson and tells him he has come up with an agreement with the Martians. Nicholson at this point knows better and tells him to run. They murder everyone in the room. Great Fun EH?
Except, that's up until recently was the attitude of many in Europe toward the Muslim extremist threat. We'll be nice to them and they'll be nice to us. Ask the Netherlands, Ask Great Britain, Ask France, Ask Denmark.
There is no negotiation. There is no discussion. They are from Mars and they are here to kill us all.
So, what do we do? Start playing Eddie Arnold singing when I'm calling you on the Radio 24/7? That's how it was stopped in the movie.
We have no other plan that WILL work.
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