Around half the British bombers of 7/7 and 7/21 were of Pakistani origin, the other half of African or Caribbean origin. The NYT now spins the Pakistani group as victims of cultural confusion:

“They don’t know whether they’re Muslim or British or both…” They are alienated from their parents’ rural South Asian culture, which they see as backward… they feel excluded from mainstream British society, which has so far not yielded to hyphenated immigrant identities as America has.

‘Give me mango lassi and aloo gobi in every grocery store, or give me death’ (which they actually have in the UK, bless Sainsbury’s little heart). The sale of desi exotica and Apu on The Simpsons irritate thin, sunlight-deprived snarkidesis into penning high-class rants on blogs, like the class nerd hitting the football star with a rubber band sneak attack and then running like a coward. But did Apu push the 7/7 murderers over the edge?

It’s pretty silly when you put it that way, of course. And the UK has one of the richest desi diasporic subcultures anywhere, so there’s no lack of musicians, movie stars and models for teens to identify with. Naturally, it’s not about cultural chiseling. IMO the Beeston milieu boils down to three factors: the reverse psychology of teen rebellion, the in-your-face racism of working-class Britain and standard-issue criminality. The perversity of rebelling by being more conservative than your parents is by far the strangest one.

The second gen is much more demanding of their rights as Britons than their immigrant parents who just want to keep their heads down and earn a paycheck:

The British Raj officially ended on Aug. 15, 1947, but its relationship to its subjects did not. In the following decades men of the Indian subcontinent came to Britain en masse to supply cheap, unskilled labor for factories, foundries and, especially, textile mills in northern Britain…Mr. Hussain, now 54, worked in factories and mills, drove a taxi, and has run a corner minimart for 15 years… Integration was minimal, thanks to barriers of race and language, culture and religion. The migrants were the colonized who came to live among their former colonizers. “When we came, we were like servants,” Mr. Hussain said…

The children of the immigrants have shed the servility, and passivity, of their parents, Mr. Hussain said. They want their rights, even if they have to fight for them. This inspires both pride and unease in him… Arshad Chaudhry, an accountant and member of the Leeds Muslim Forum, sees it differently. “They were very timid,” he said of the first wave.

The second gen is also better off for the usual reasons, their parents’ hard work and the intrinsic advantages of being native to a culture:

Both groups say South Asians have actually prospered more than whites, which has generated some resentment… Plenty of British Muslims face staggering poverty and unemployment, but the bombers and their immediate circle were not among them. At least some youth seem more directionless than deprived.

In some ways, Mr. Hussain and other elders say, the young people have had it easy. At the age when their fathers worked like mules, the sons are playing cricket, studying, hanging out. Compared with their parents, they are well educated, thoroughly literate, fluent in English and the Internet…

But the reverse psychology of rebelling against your parents’ beliefs generates some odd beliefs in the young fuddy-duddies of the fundamentalist fringe. These beliefs are quite retro; they’re neither new nor usually associated with louche, layabout teens at all. On the positive side, they include the deep pro-Americanism among college students in Iran. On the negative, they include a more conservative interpretation of religion in young Muslims and the Arabization of South Asian Islam. You also see this reflexive rebellion in Pakistan, where support for Islamist parties has grown in reaction to Gen. Musharraf despite the unpopularity of their actual, Taliban-like beliefs.

Neo-Islamism contains many ironies. In questioning their parents’ more tolerant strain of religion, they’re even less faithful to their culture, which is exactly what they complain about. And their alignment with an Arab interpretation is odd because many Arabs are famously disdainful of South Asian Muslims on a personal level. Pan-Islamic unity has never truly existed, it’s always fallen prey to the usual human prejudices of language, origin, accent and appearance.

Religiously, the young men came at Islam like converts - questioning everything, accepting nothing. If they were going to practice, they wanted to do it in what they considered the right way. If they wanted to go to heaven, they felt, they had to find the purest form. They wanted evidence for whatever they did in the Koran.

All of the young men quickly rejected the Islam of their parents, who practice a Sufi-influenced strain of the subcontinent called Barelvi. Shaped partly by Hindu and folk customs, it believes in the power of pirs, or holy men, and their shrines… The young men, Mr. Khan especially vehement among them, believed such “innovations” contaminated Islam… They stopped praying at their parents’ mosque, even as they used its basement gym to warn youth against the type of Islam their parents practiced upstairs… They turned, instead, to the more rigid, orthodox Deobandi school of Islam, which also had a mosque in town. The adherents of Deobandism include the Taliban of Afghanistan; they take what they see as a literal approach to the faith.

Of course, working-class Muslim Britons face hardcore racism of the two-fisted variety:

They grew up in rough and often blighted neighborhoods where “hardness” - the ability to fight anyone, at any time - was essential, said Mr. Hussain’s son Nadeem Ejaz, 30, who runs the family’s green grocery. The red shoelaces favored by young racists from the National Front remain etched in his teenage memories. Many young Muslims, Mr. Khan among them, turned to martial arts or boxing partly to ensure combat readiness.

And some drift into standard-issue criminality:

Boys regularly divide into white and Asian gangs… Here and in other South Asian communities over the past 15 years, they have begun to out-English the English, selling drugs and serving prison terms at alarming rates. In Stratford Street, a Bengali-British drug dealer with a gold tooth and a practiced air of menace sits on a stoop…

Some know family businesses are waiting for them to take over. Some go on welfare as soon as they reach adulthood. Some sell drugs. “They are getting lazy, getting spoiled from the government,” said Abu Hanifa, 60, another shopkeeper who works around the clock…

Many white residents of Beeston tend toward tattoos and pit bulls. The drinking starts early, and openly. Trash and furniture clot some streets. Faces have been ravaged by drugs, whose use peaked a few years ago when legions of zombielike heroin addicts wandered the streets.

The class difference between Muslims in Britain and those in the U.S. is probably the most fundamental. Beeston’s issues ain’t exactly American Chai.