Where is the moral courage?

I have noticed something that is so incredibly prevalant that it is incredibly disheartening. We in the West are neutered. We have the sheer desire to live beaten out of our collective spirits. Westerners must feel sorry for the way they have treated other regions, they must feel bad for the pain they have caused in colonization and now we must lose our own moral ground and subjugate ourselves to political correctness.

I was in class a few weeks ago and the professor had the sheer courage to stand up and say that burqas are wrong and we Christians need to say that is wrong and change that culture. I, sitting in the back of the classroom, watched people's expressions, and I realized how incredibly (pardon my vernacular) "deballed" we have become. I debated a classmate who I respect dearly about this issue, and she believed that we must not confront this issue, but allow it to change over time. We cannot be culturally imperialistic and intolerant. The inside of me groaned, because I knew that my generation is being emasculated. Evil is no longer evil, and we cannot dare raise a concern- lest we be ostracized with the stigma of intolerance.

Why can't we say that is wrong and that needs to change? Sure the West has had its share of evil deeds, but the West is good. Why else are people fleeing to the shores of Europe and the colonies of the Enlightenment? I fear that our moral compass is broken and that those with a perverted compass' dial pointed towards Jihad will strike again. And again. And again.

Nevertheless, the Kingdom will one day come down. But until then I will fight for my beloved Western ideals and seek to correct the wrong. Moral spineage is needed. For all of our sakes.