I can’t seem to care about Brussels. Ezra Levant and I went to Paris after the attacks and the Parisians treated the whole catastrophe like it was a train crash. It was an unavoidable catastrophe that had nothing to do with Islam.
They knew the terrorists involved were trained in Brussels but no anger was directed there either. It was all about flowers and candles and singing songs. Brussels launched a tourism campaign about how safe their city is. Europe’s relentless apologies for Islam keep blowing up in their face and at this point, I give up on them. It’s like trying to get Rat laid. You can’t help people who aren’t asking for your help.
I find this Lexi story way more emotionally involving. We let the state tell us what to do with our lives. We empower them to the point where one stupid bureaucratic rule has them wrenching a six-year-old girl from her parents. That’s something we can help fix and charity begins at home.
My column on the subject is HERE