I read this book (in English) in the late 70’s and while it was depressing, I told myself it could never come true. I was wrong.
I originally read it about the same time. Given to me by a friend who was stationed in the UK. I kept it and reread it about ten years ago.
Very prescient in an Orwellian and Rand sense.
It was about Indians, not Muslims, if I’m reading the article correctly.
IMHO, Indians from India are mostly charming, bright, interesting people who do fit in with our culture while bringing us really delish food. I’d kill to find a decent Indian restaurant near me.
I think only their music is terrible. Plus, they are natural capitalists. Maybe not the poor classes, but some of the wealthiest people in the world are Indians.
Am I missing something?