This kind of stuff fuels such emlightened forays of the soul as the recent National Review cruise:
The conversation ebbs back to friendly chit-chat. So, you're a European, one of the Park Avenue ladies says, before offering witty commentaries on the cities she's visited. Her companion adds, "I went to Paris, and it was so lovely." Her face darkens: "But then you think – it's surrounded by Muslims. " The first lady nods: "They're out there, and they're coming."