This line says it all. Our sense of morality has been chipped away at for too many years.
Their acts are not expressions of despair or hopelessness, cries for help as the West has come to understand suicide. Nor are they the noble stands of outnumbered warriors, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, or Samson in the Temple. They are the calculated acts of men and women whose ideology celebrates death in a fashion which almost defies Western comprehension. Indeed, these acts are designed to elicit compassion in the West for the killers, a sentiment which the bombers know undermines the Wests capacity to resist barbarism.
The author of this article has brilliantly analyzed the situation we find ourself in. It also describes that too many people in the West are not disturbed by the plight of Israel citizens. There are so many other good excerpts from this article, but I won't list them all. Read it
carefully for yourself. BUMP!
If in some smothering dreams, you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devils sick of sin,
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gurgling from the froth-corrupted lungs
Bitten as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est
Pro patria mori.
From "Dulce et Decorum Est" by Wilfred Owen, 1893-1918