Thanks for posting this. Fallaci's mention of Muslims in England during the '70s brought back awful memories of my days as a theatre student in London. In 1978, arrogant sheiks roamed the streets of Earls Court, pushing female British citizens (and naive Yankees) into the gutters while their wives walked behind them wearing horrible metal face masks.
I lived in a small hotel at that time and my "neighbor" was an Arab man who brought home hookers every night. At a certain point, he would begin to beat and harangue the women while I was forced to listen to it through the paper-thin walls. My complaints to management brought no relief and then one night I lost it and ran out into the hallway, pounded on his door, and demanded he stop abusing the girl. During the ominous silence that followed, I realized my life was in danger. I returned to my room while the monster stood in the hallways screaming "Who was that?", banging on doors, and threatening violence. Strangely, that's where my memory ends.
Holy cow! We can either learn from this, or bury our heads in the sand. The liberals have chosen the second option.