…to its own immigration (“migrant”) crisis. It seems that some of the countries with more lenient policies are trying to pressure the others into being more like them:
Interior ministers from all 28 EU states will meet in Luxembourg on September 14 to address the current crisis. In the mean time, the debate will continue. German Chancellor Angela Merkel has called on other EU nations to do more to assist those seeking refuge; meanwhile, French Foreign Minister Laurent Fabius lashed out at eastern states for taking harsher measures against the flow of migrants.
…Both Merkel and French President Francois Hollande are expected to propose a series of new universal regulations, including the construction of new processing centers and the institution of quotas for all EU member states. They have, however, floated the idea of creating a list of “safe countries”; those seeking asylum from those countries would be automatically turned away.
Germany has threatened to reintroduce controls at their own borders if other countries don’t fall in line with plans along the lines of those floated by Merkel and Hollande.
I wonder how many members of the EU might be regretting the day they joined it by now. Relinquishing aspects of your sovereignty might not be such a good idea after all.
What was that novel again? Called The Camp of the Saints, it was a 1973 book by Frenchman Jean Raspail in which:
…Third World mass immigration to France and the West leads to the destruction of Western civilization. Almost forty years after publication the book returned to the bestseller list in 2011.
I have never read it; never even had heard of it until a few months ago, and have no idea whether it’s any good or not. The immigrants in the book are from India rather than the Middle East or Africa, but the plot sounds interesting, to say the least:
The Camp of the Saints is a novel about population migration and its consequences. In Calcutta, India, the Belgian government announces a policy in which Indian babies will be adopted and raised in Belgium. The policy is reversed after the Belgian consulate is inundated with poverty-stricken parents eager to give up their infant children.
An Indian “wise man” then rallies the masses to make a mass exodus to live in Europe. Most of the story centers on the French Riviera, where almost no one remains except for the military and a few civilians, including a retired professor who has been watching the huge fleet of run-down freighters approaching the French coast.
The story alternates between the French reaction to the mass immigration and the attitude of the immigrants. They have no desire to assimilate into French culture but want the goods that are in short supply in their native India. Although the novel focuses on France, the rest of the West shares its fate.
Near the end of the story the mayor of New York City is made to share Gracie Mansion with three families from Harlem, the Queen of the United Kingdom must agree to have her son marry a Pakistani woman, and only one drunken Soviet soldier stands in the way of thousands of Chinese people as they swarm into Siberia.
Well, I think our leaders—such as the mayor of New York—would always be able to erect a personal firewall. But the entire scenario, and the photo at Legal Insurrection, is too close for comfort. The moral question—how far need we go to alleviate the world’s suffering, and how best to protect ourselves while we try to be at least somewhat humanitarian—is a crucial one, and getting more crucial every day.
[NOTE: It also reminds me of an Indian film I saw in the early 70s, made by Satyajit Ray and called “Distant Thunder.” The film didn’t deal with international migration, but it explored the same issues of compassion versus protection. Interestingly enough, it was made in the same year that The Camp of the Saints was first published, 1973. The Wiki description of the film goes like this:
The film is set in a village in the Indian province of Bengal during World War II, and examines the effect of the Great Famine of 1943 on the villages of Bengal through the eyes of a young Brahmin doctor-teacher, Gangacharan, and his wife, Anaga. Ray shows the human scale of a cataclysmic event that killed more than 3 million people. The film unfolds at a leisurely pace that reflects the rhythms of village life, but gradually shows the breakdown of traditional village norms under the pressure of hunger and starvation.
Well, yes—but that’s not what I remember most, which is the last scene or a scene that occurred close to the ending. I’m doing this from a memory that’s over 40 years old, about a film I only saw once, so I could be wrong. But what I recall is that the lead character, an aristocratic and originally arrogant guy, who has watched with his wife in growing horror as things degenerate all around him, decides in the end to take starving villagers into his own home. Some of the reviews mention an amazing and harrowing last scene but none describe it, so I’m not sure if it’s the one I recall or something else. From looking at the reviews now, I can see that the film almost certainly comes down on the side of compassion (which is what I remember as well), but that it’s not presented as being quite that simple. I’d like to view it again, and have had it sitting in my Netflix queue literally for years, but it seems to be unavailable anywhere.]
