SCOTT MOREFIELD: A City Built By Giants Is Now Staffed By Strangers

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SCOTT MOREFIELD: A City Built By Giants Is Now Staffed By Strangers

Before beginning our eastern Mediterranean cruise last month, our family spent a few days exploring Venice, Italy, one of history’s most magnificent cities. Imagine deciding to build a full-on medieval city in a swamp on top of wooden stakes driven into the waterbed, then turning it into the most consequential and powerful Republic in southern Europe for more than a thousand years, and you might begin to understand just how remarkable the people in that era, and that area, were.

We stood in St. Mark’s Square (Piazza San Marco), where Holy Roman Emperor Frederick I Barbarossa bent the knee to Pope Alexander III to end a long-running conflict between the papacy and the empire in 1177 AD, where the Doge, an elected official who served for life but didn’t pass his powers to his progeny, mastered the seas for a millennia from his grand palace. French Emperor Napoleon Bonaparte aptly called St. Mark’s “the drawing room of Europe” after he conquered the city and finally ended the Venetian Republic in 1797.

We toured St. Mark’s Basilica, the grand cathedral that was built to house the remains of St. Mark the Evangelist after they were, uh, liberated from Egypt by Venetian merchants who slipped the body out right from under the Muslim guards’ noses by hiding it under layers of pork. The cavernous domes and intricate statues and mosaics here and in every other cathedral we visited seemed to portray a deeper and richer faith than anything today’s megachurches have to offer. These people were clearly serious about worshipping God and about creating an enduring civilization their ancestors and descendants could be proud of.

The canals, of course, were an ever-present highlight. Walking around, everywhere we turned seemed like an opportunity to take an iconic picture, so much so that our teenagers and even my wife got tired of my requests to stop and pose. The combination of stunning Byzantine and Gothic architecture, waterways, bridges, and gondolas & water taxis along with the almost surreal absence of modern vehicles all create a sense of going back to a simpler, better time. There is no other place in the world like it.

Still, even with all the natural and manmade beauty I couldn’t help but feel a lingering sadness as we interacted with the vendors, shopkeepers, and restaurant staff during our time there. That’s because a startling percentage of them, as well as of the city workers we saw collecting trash and doing other tasks, were not even remotely related to the Venetians who originally created the incredible place they were living and working in. Instead, they were clearly from South Asia, Africa, the Middle East, or some other far off place.

I didn’t need to see any passports to observe that many if not most of the people selling Venetian souvenirs or cooking and serving us ‘Italian’ food weren’t Venetian or Italian at all. In fairness, some were, and we found ourselves happy to interact with them. One of the highlights of our trip was when we bought a painting from an Italian street artist and took a photo with him. Sadly, he is getting up in years. Who will paint the pictures when he hangs up his brush for good? If it’s an African migrant from the Congo, will it hit the same? (RELATED: Anti-ICE Woman Found Beaten To Death — Alleged Suspect Is ‘Asylum Seeker’ She Met At Pro-Palestine Rally)

I understand why people want to come to the West. It is, after all, the best. Even the poorest beggar lives far better in any Western country than they would if they lived in the Third World. So the fault doesn’t lie in any of them or their desire to come. There are plenty of scoundrels and leeches, sure, but many are good people who do their best to contribute when they arrive. Most of the non-Italians I met in Venice were friendly and seemed to be hard workers. The fault lies in Western leaders afflicted not just with suicidal empathy, but with the lack of the most basic understanding of what it takes to build and maintain a civilization.

Here’s the politically incorrect truth: Every society that has been created couldn’t have been created in exactly that way were it not for the stock of people who created them. That seems like a super obvious statement to me and probably to anyone reading this, but it’s not obvious to most people. Most people genuinely think that people and cultures are interchangeable, that you could hypothetically replace the original population of Venice with, say, 100,000 Somalis, maybe teach them a few basics, and that the city wouldn’t have missed a beat.

It is, however, one of the most damnable lies that have been foisted on humanity. How do I know this? Because Somalis didn’t build a Venice, or a Rome, or a London. Instead, they ‘built’ Somalia, a Third World hellhole. Therefore, importing Somalis anywhere in bulk will bring their destination closer to being a Third World hellhole than a place that remotely resembles what it once was. (RELATED: ‘The State Enabled Them’: British MP Rupert Lowe Releases Horrifying Report On Migrant Rape Gangs)

I’m not arguing for some sort of racial purism here. It’s fine to have a minority population, and many non-native Westerners have certainly contributed great things to Western civilization. However, there is a tipping point on which a country becomes unrecognizable, and globalist pro-immigration policies exist to ensure that it arrives sooner rather than later — and that it’s irreversible.

What happens when the migrant population of Venice outnumbers Italians? What happens when Muslim or Hindus become a majority? What happens when the Italians dwindle to 40%, to 20%, to 10%? What happens when they disappear altogether? Could their migrant replacements have built a city in a marsh from nothing? Will their descendants even care about preserving it?

You could ask the same questions about anywhere in the West. What happens to a city or a country when the blood descendants of everyone who built the original civilization and culture disappears and only the buildings remain to remind us they once were there? I don’t want to find out, but unless something drastic changes, I fear we will.