Somali Sex Trafficking Arrestees

No doubt “conversations” are particularly “lively” when one is under the influence.

No mention, either, of the dozens of “Canadian” Somalis who’ve returned to Africa to join the jihadist al-Shabaab rebels.

Even though the Journal’s series coincided with the “controversial” publication of “wanted posters” for war criminals illegally residing in Canada, their reporters didn’t mention that four of the 30 facing deportation are Somalis—along with Afghanistan, the highest number from a single country. That would have made for an enlightening “conversation” at that Edmonton “cafe,” since we’re informed elsewhere that “for many in the Somali community, the distinction between right and wrong is not as clear-cut as government officials would hope.”

Are Somalis who came to Canada so dramatically different from those who’ve settled in the US, and whose belligerence has turned Nebraska, Minnesota, and Colorado into unlikely cauldrons of racial unrest and resentment?

Edmonton’s Somalis, if the Journal is to be believed, don’t sound like a people who didn’t have a standard alphabet until 1972 or had “never seen a two-story building” before moving to North America.

Regardless, they still cost us money. The Alberta government has pledged $1.9 million dollars to fund “programming” to help Somalis “integrate into mainstream society.”

Of course, that’s a pittance compared to long-term “wear and tear” on the social infrastructure. Take the 98% of Somali females who are victims of genital mutilation, which causes a number of health problems requiring treatment. (Since hymen-replacement surgery is matter-of-factly performed on female Muslims in Canada, it would be naive to presume that FGM isn’t being carried out as well, albeit in “unofficial” settings.)

The average Somali household “has seven median children and the median household income falls well below average.” The financial burdens they place on Canadian taxpayers should be obvious.

It’s true that not everyone sounds like they’re asking for a government handout, and that’s genuinely heartening.

“As a Somali community, we have to do something,” said Sheikh Osman Barre after presiding at yet another funeral. “We have to wake up. We can’t complain [to] someone else all the time. We have to do something.”

For some, doing something means moving away:

Tired of losing a growing number of young men to homicide, some families in Edmonton’s Somali community have moved back to the Toronto area.

Let’s hope they don’t end up at the mosque near my house that openly advocates cutting off thieves’ hands, stoning adulterers, and what sounds an awful lot like what used to be called “sedition.”

No offense, guys, but we’d rather you stuck with murdering your own kind—and doing it somewhere else.