I don't have the intellectual depth of most posters here.
My view of the world is that of the frog or turtle gazing upward out of the bog, trying to make sense through the haze.
But this post is a personal one.
I'm in the hosptial today, recovering from surgery on Monday to remove a tumor from the right middle lobe of my lungs. I thought it was going to be a full lobectomy (removal of entire lobe) but the surgeon (using one of the remarkable da Vinci surgical robot machines) decided instead to do a "wedge resection", removing only the bad area and leaving the remainder of the lobe in place.
The pathologist report isn't back yet, but the surgeon said it looked to be something called a "carcinoid" -- a slow-growing tumor rather than an agressive cancer. Hopefully, I won't need chemo and this will be an "excise it and get on with life".
I first found out about this in 2011, after a bout with atrial fibrillation put me into the hosptial for one night. During the course of that stay I had a chest xray (first in MANY years), and they said, "you have another problem you need to know about". A tumor in my lungs.
It wasn't large when first discovered, about 8-9mm in diameter. Primary care guy said, "we'll keep an eye on it."
Over the next few years, it increased in size but very, very slightly. Watchful waiting.
Earlier this year, I had a CT scan and the size increased more significantly, a millimeter or two. Primary care doc said, "see a pulmonologist".
Pulmonologst sent me to the local hospital's thorasic surgeon, who recommended a lobectomy. By the way, that surgeon IS NOT the one who did the procedure, and I'll explain why later.
I lived with the "bad cells" in me for four years. Possibly cancer -- well, it was.
Told you that to tell you this next:
The muslims coming here -- they are to the body of The West as unknown and possibly cancerous cells are to our individual bodies.
Some might be harmless.
Some might be extradorinary dangerous, perhaps bringing into us the loss of our own bodies, lives, and civilizations.
But shouldn't the question be raised:
Don't ALL cells have a basic "right to life"??
Don't ALL cells have the right to exist within our bodies??
This is what the multiculturalists, the left, would want us to believe.
Of course not.
We as individuals recognize the danger of possible cancer cells within ourselves.
Even if not outwardly displaying characteristics of malignancy, the potential exists within each and every pre-cancerous cell and there is next-to-no way to tell which are harmless and which are dangerous.
Aside:
Perhaps this is why during an excission of such cells, the surgeon goes farther and removes lymph nodes that drain the cells, etc.
The only way to be sure of staving off cancer is to remove ALL of the "bad cells".
We don't discriminate, we excise.
This is how we protect ourselves.
This is how we protect and preserve our most basic civilization, our culture, our heritage, our race. I make no apologies for using such words.
No, not all cells have "the right" to occupy my body.
No, not all people of all nations have the right to occupy or enter my nation's "body".
Seems logical to me.
Then again, I'm just the turtle looking up from the mud.
After Monday's surgery, I stand a chance to be here a while longer.
But like the late-night commercials say, "wait, there's more!"
Back when the pulmonologist sent me to the first surgeon, i was put off.
The guy was an Iranian. And a muslim.
I listened politely, and at the end of his explanation I excused myself and said I'd be in contact with his office.
I didn't contact them further.
Quite frankly, I did not want a muslim operating on me.
Now I guess you'll call that bigoted, or irrational, or whatever.
I just didn't want it. I had no trust.
But even if the muslim surgeon did the job, I was not going to owe my life to a muslim.
On this forum, we debate behind the safety of our computers, about a religious ideology that threatens to devour us all.
With me, it got personal.
My first thought was, I'd just as soon face cancer as that.
So I went looking for another surgeon, and found one.
He did what seems to be a good job, and hopefully I get to go home tomorrow.
And that's pretty much the rest of the story.
In closing:
Wouldn't it be a wonderful world if we didn't face the evil of islam?
Wouldn't it be easy to simply welcome them all?
Well, it don't work that way.
That's the conundrum we face.
That's the decision we must make.
As I made it on a personal level with a lung tumor and who I would choose to remove it....I've made "my decision" about what must be done for The West to survive in this world.
I can live with that, too.
