The next day, during a proverbial chat beside the stove, Dymphna and I were discussing this marvelous outcome. She wondered out loud about what would happen to Tommy: “They didn’t lock him up. They haven’t been able to kill him. What’s next?” “I don’t know,” I said. “Maybe it’s time for Tommy to trample out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored.”*

My sense was (and is) that the wind is beginning to shift. Tommy’s belated escape from “justice” is just one instance of good news in an area that has produced virtually nothing but bad news for more than a decade. Change is now in the air. Helmut Kohl has met with Viktor Orbán. Geert Wilders is the most popular politician in the Netherlands.

The Sweden Democrats prevailed in a court case about asylum housing for “refugees”. Alternative for Germany (AfD) achieved major gains during recent regional elections in Germany, and its “Islamophobic” platform now makes daily headlines in the German media. And Tommy Robinson is still alive. He isn’t even in prison. The deck is stacked against us.

Yet we seem to be on a roll. How can that be? Twelve years ago, before Theo Van Gogh was murdered by a mujahid, we thought we could say what we liked. Now we know better. Anyone who has been paying attention knows they can get dead with no warning if they say bad things about Islam.

Theo Van Gogh murdered by jihadist

It’s called “self-censorship”. It only takes a couple of jihad operatives with carefully targeted lethal violence, and PRESTO! Infidels enforce sharia anti-blasphemy laws on themselves. A low-cost victory for the jihad; very effective.