In this goofy 1996 movie, President Jack Nicholson and most of the rest of the U.S. are blindly naïve about the intent of the invading Martians. The only one who has a clue is the soon offed Secretary of Defense Rod Steiger. Time after time after time, the Martians show that they are double-crossing murderous bastards. And time after time after time the U.S. Government assumes it all must have been a big misunderstanding, and sets up another round of massacres.
It really reminds me of the current situation and the mass immigration of Muslims to the United States. How many heads do they have to lop off before we get a clue? (Psst! I’ll let you in on a little secret, their ‘aw-shucks’ friendliness disappears as soon as they have the numbers, then try and get rid of them.) They are leaving Minneapolis to go fight us in Iraq, and then plan to return here after killing Americans. I hate to break it to you, but those are not the actions of a friend.
Luckily in the movie, our hero Lukas Haas discovers that upon hearing Slim Whitman’s yodel during Indian Love Call played over the loudspeaker, the Martians’ heads explode. We probably won’t be so lucky. Another reason not to give up your guns.
The archbishop warned:
Please, try to understand us. Your liberal and democratic principles are worth nothing here. You must consider again our reality in the Middle East, because you are welcoming in your countries an ever growing number of Muslims. Also you are in danger. You must take strong and courageous decisions, even at the cost of contradicting your principles. You think all men are equal, but that is not true: Islam does not say that all men are equal. Your values are not their values. If you do not understand this soon enough, you will become the victims of the enemy you have welcomed in your home.
[Archbishop Amel Shimoun Nona who had to flee the genocide in Mosul.]