Arabe mal rasé de 13-30 ans vêtu d’un survêtement à capuche, il se promène avec un cocktail Molotov dans une main et un couteau à cran d’arrêt dans l’autre. Il fume du shit dans les cages d’ascenseur. Il brûle des voitures. Il gagne sa vie grâce à des trafics et en fraudant les allocations sociales. Sa sexualité consiste à violer les filles en bande dans des caves; sa spiritualité, à écouter les prêches djihadistes de l’islam-des-banlieues. Il hait la France, l’ordre, et il déteste les Français. Il aime le djihad et l’islamisme. Son rêve: partir en Syrie se battre aux côtés d’Al Qaïda ou de Daech, pour ensuite revenir en France commettre des attentats
Le jeune-de-banlieue
The only aspect of Mahometanism that really interests the young Muslim male of the banlieue, writes Dalrymple, is
the domination and abuse of women.
The jeune-de-banlieue cannot be said to be religious in any other sense, Dalrymple points out.
- He does not pray
- He does not go to the mosque
- He certainly does not give 10% of his income to the poor
The jeune-de-banlieue might
listen to the siren song of Islamism as the supposed solution to his existential impasse, for youth is always in search of complete answers: and, as the world has seen, it takes only a relative handful of people to create mayhem.
But more than likely,
it is the justification of the oppression of women that keeps him so deeply attached to Islam. Indeed, the oppression of women is the only source of pride for him, since no other is available. At least he is king of his own castle.
Following the French press, writes Dalrymple,
it is curious how little the absence of young women on the streets of the banlieues is remarked upon. No one asks what the meaning of this absence might be.
