Oriana Fallaci on her conviction that Italy's turn for an attack isn't far off.
Will the massacre touch us too?--will it really touch us the next time? Oh, yes.
I haven’t the slightest doubt. I’ve never had the slightest doubt. I’ve been
saying this, too, for the last four years. And I add: They have not yet attacked
us [only] because of their need for a landing zone, a bridgehead, a handy
outpost named “Italy.“ Geographically handy because it is the closest one to
both the Middle East and Africa; that is, to the countries that supply the
greatest number of troops. Strategically handy because we offer succor and
collaboration to those troops.
But soon, they will go on a rampage. Bin
Laden himself has promised it--explicitly, clearly, precisely. More than once.
His lieutenants (or rivals) have done likewise. The Corriere itself demonstrates
this with its interview with Saak Al-Faqih, the exiled Saudi who became friends
with Bin Laden during the conflict with the Russians in Afghanistan and who,
according to the American secret services, a financer of Al Qaeda. “It is only a
question of time. Al Qaeda will strike you soon,“ said Al Faqih, adding that the
attack upon Italy is the most logical thing in the world. Is not Italy the weak
link in the chain of allies in Iraq? A link comes soon after Spain and was
preceded by London only out of pure convenience. Then [he said]: “Bin Laden well
remembers the words of the Prophet: “You will force the Romans to surrender. And
he wants to force Italy to abandon its alliance with America.“ In sum, [and]
emphasizing that similar operations will not be carried out [by Muslims] who
have just arrived at Lampedusa or Malpensa; but instead after having achieved a
mature familiarity with the country, after having penetrated its social fabric:
“[The only problem with] recruiting the needed manpower will be the
embarrassment of riches.“
[...]
When will the attack come? How will it come? Oh, God; I hate being a Cassandra.
I hate being a prophetess. I am not a Cassandra; I am not a prophetess. I am
only a citizen who reasons; and by reasoning foresees things that will happen
according to logic. But one who hopes that she is wrong and, when they happen,
curses herself for not being wrong. Nonetheless, regarding an attack on Italy, I
fear two things: Christmas and the elections. We might slide by for Christmas.
Their attacks are not rude, showy strikes. They are refined crimes,
well-calculated and well-prepared. They need time to prepare themselves, and I
don’t think they’ll be ready by Christmas. But the will be ready by the 2006
elections--the elections they want to see won overwhelmingly by pacifism. And of
us, I fear, they will not be content [just] to massacre people. Because this is
an intelligent and well-informed Monster, my dears. A Monster who (on our dime)
studied in our universities, our renowned colleges, our luxurious schools. (With
the money of their parents; be they sheikh or honest day-worker). A Monster who
is not only knowledgeable about engineering, chemistry, physics, airlines, and
subways: he is also knowledgeable about Art. Art, that their presumed “Beacon of
Civilization” has never known how to produce. And I think that, along with our
people, they want to massacre come work of art. How hard would it be to blow the
Cathedral of Milan or Saint Peter’s Basilica sky-high? How hard would it be to
blow Michelangelo’s David, the Uffizi, and the Palazzo Vecchio in Florence--or
the Palace of the Doges in Venice--sky-high? How hard would it be to blow the
Leaning Tower of Pisa--a monument recognized in every corner of the world, and
therefore even more famous than the Twin Towers--sky-high?
But we cannot
escape. We can confront the monster with honor, [with] courage; and by
remembering the words that Churchill said to the English when he went to war
against Hitler’s Nazism. He said “We will pour out tears and blood.” Oh, yes: we
too will pour out tears and blood. We are at war: do we or do we not want to get
this through our heads?!? And in war, you cry. Period.
Thus I had already
concluded four years ago in this newspaper.
Translated and posted (read the whole thing) by Mystery Achievement.
(Hat tip to Roger Simon.)