As for those who ask, "if [Muslims] can't live by our rules, why are they here?" I have an experiment for you. Find the nearest tick, flea, louse, or bedbug infestation and ask them the same thing. The analogy isn't precise, of course, because from our standpoint fleas, lice, and bedbugs are arguably preferable to Muslims. The flea only wants to bite and suck your blood; he isn't out to rape your daughter, to transform you into another flea, or to create a global empire ruled over by fleas and enforcing flea laws.

Although I admit I'd actually like to see that last one. Charlton Heston running around in a loincloth being pestered by intelligent fleas? "Get your stinking bloodsucking moutparts off me, you damn dirty flea!"

The global Ummah would be much easier to imagine: an ecologically-blasted, over-populated world of stupid fellahin unable to even read the Koran, getting their water from feces-contaminated streams; where hordes of young, angry men riot at the drop of a hat, and where sex crimes are routine and punishment meted out to the victims; the whole thing ruled over by hairy, humorless, bearded fanatics.

If you should ever go into suspended animation and find yourself in a global Ummah, you should immediately go out and look for an unexploded cobalt bomb. Set off it's detonator. You'll be glad you did.