Obviously we are all supposed to be horrified by the New Year’s Eve atrocities in Germany and elsewhere in Europe. I get it. But, as usual, I am serenely encouraged.

In my book, each new Muslim atrocity gets us closer to the point where our useless, conceited ruling class either does something about the Muslim problem, or gives way to a new ruling class, according to the Iacocca rule of lead, follow, or get out of the way.

We are in this mess because our ruling class said to itself, after World War II, that only wise people like them could put the genie of fascism and extreme nationalism back in the bottle. So national identity had to be neutralized by a wise, supranational elite.

The ruling class was wrong. Fascism, the hunger for a strong leader, is the natural instinct of humans when their current conceited rulers have royally -- or presidentially, or administratively, or supranationally -- screwed up. Like right now.

Now back to the Muslim rapists.

We humans are in the final stages of a stunning social revolution that has utterly transformed human society. At the superficial level it means that nubile young women get to totter around Cologne on New Year’s Eve on high heels wearing clothes that provocatively advertise their nubility -- and nobody harms them. What a world!

To understand how amazing this is, think back to the good old hunter-gatherer days. In that time all young men were enrolled in the gang that would, from time to time, launch a dawn raid on the neighboring tribe, kill all the men, and rape all the women. Think Romulus and Remus and the Rape of the Sabine Women. In those days, according to Steven Pinker in The Better Angels of Our Nature, the homicide rate was 500ish per 100,000 per year. When we read on Breitbart of the culture of taharrush, of young Muslim men, from Egypt to Europe, swarming around young women and assaulting them in public places, it certainly reads like déjà vu hunter-gatherer dawn raids all over again.

(Know what, jihadis? I don’t think this cunning plan of going back to the Stone Age is going to end well for you.)

But then came the agricultural revolution, and most young men stopped being warriors, and learned to plow fields of wheat. War became the specialty of the marcher lords. The homicide rate declined to 50ish per 100,000 per year.

Then came the industrial revolution, and nearly all men were socialized to wage labor and careers. Soldiers became military bureaucrats, and the homicide rate declined to 5 per 100,000 per year.

Think about it. The rate of death-by-violence has declined by an order of magnitude since the agricultural high Middle Ages. How did we do it?

We did it in spite of ourselves, because all along the way, whether we are talking about Bill Sykes in Dickensian London, the Irish in Boston and New York, the waves of Italians, Poles, Jews that poured into U.S. cities before World War I, everybody knew that the latest immigrant wave, with its crudity, its gangs, its violence, its backwardness, would destroy civilization as we knew it. But it didn’t.

Here is the real miracle. We civilized the backward country folk to city ways in spite of nostalgic movements led by rich young men eager to teach the immigrants to the city to stick to their old ways. I am talking about a Marxism that proposed an egalitarian community that never was, a National Socialism that proposed a return to blood and land that could never be, and a labor movement that proposed a culture of worker intimidation instead of cooperation.

Now we have a progressive movement that wants to turn back the clock with identity politics and an honor culture of offence.

Of course, it took World War II to stop the National Socialist menace, and World War III to stop the Commie menace. Probably it will take World War IV to deal with rich kids like Osama bin Laden and the dawn-raid culture of the maharrash gang.

I say, let’s get it over with, before my grandsons get to military age.

The thing is, this taharrash culture is for losers. Think of Fiddler on the Roof and the Russian punks that set on young Chava in the cornfields. What losers! The guy that gets the girl is Fyedka; he lends Chava a book to read, and makes like he loves her for her mind before trying to get inside her panties. Be like Fyedka, Muslims! Charm the girls of Cologne into bed! Groping and terrifying them on New Year’s Eve is for losers.

But we Westerners must stop being losers too. We must insist that our present ruling class either leads, follows, or gets out of the way.

Christopher Chantrill @chrischantrill runs the go-to site on US government finances, usgovernmentspending.com. Also see his American Manifesto and get his Road to the Middle Class.