Samuel Huntington has been sitting at a corner table in a coffee shop, in the

afternoon of a quite hot day. His table is by the store window and when he sees his old
colleague from the Journal of Democracy, Francis Fukuyama, he both surprises and smiles.
Francis Fukuyama enters the shop and takes a look around for an empty seat in a
silent and cozy corner. At that moment he realizes that also his old colleague from the
journal is sitting at a table just like he wanted. With the purpose of both to greet an old
acquainted and to get the table he wanted for himself, hoping that maybe he would leave
early, he walks towards to Huntington’s table.
Fukuyama: I wouldn’t expect to see you after a long time, in a place like this. Small world.
Huntington: Small world indeed. Take a seat, please.
Fukuyama sits down at the comfortable sofa-like seat across the Huntington’s. He looks
around to study the coffee shop.
Fukuyama: The world and the things in it has changed quite a lot in the last few years.
Huntington does the same, studies the shop and the people in it. He realizes the people with
origins of Africa, Latin America or a country that is not a part of his ‘western civilization’
countries. This displeases him but he tries to cover it.
Huntington: Yes, and it has not turned out to be what I expected nor wanted it to be.
Fukuyama: How so?
After the question, Huntington cannot hide his displeasure caused by the failure of his beliefs
for both the future and the best of America. And it is all reminded by a few non-Anglo-Saxon
individuals to him.
Huntington: Look at what America has become, look what happened to it.
Fukuyama: *looks around to see the proof of what Huntington says but fails* What
happened to it?
Huntington: Look around you! We have been disintegrated from each other by this
newcomers, non-Americans and the new cultures brought by each of them. This is nothing
but an invitation to an end of a country, a nation.
Fukuyama: So, you believe that people, such as me, has stained US, just by coming to it and
naturally bringing their own cultures, which they were born into, with them. Am I wrong?
Huntington shuffles in his seat, uncomfortably.
Huntington: Don’t blame me like you have never thought of it in your whole life! Once you
agreed with me, in a way.
Fukuyama: Yes, but I have progressed. I have thankfully gained a new perspective about
how things are going to work out. You believe that the main things that separates people
from each other are not their ideologies but their religions, cultures. But no, their beliefs or
customs are not relevant to their separation, their ideologies, the things that are made to
believe by others is.
Huntington: You cannot simply say that what created the Cold War was not the ignorance
and primitive beliefs of the Eastern understandings against the Western civilization! Russia
was nowhere close to where US was!
Fukuyama: Don’t you think that your theory about how there are 8 main cultural lines and
the biggest and the best they could be is the Western civilization has been proved wrong
with the Cold War or the present rise of the East, especially China? What started the Cold
War was not their cultural or civilization-based differences with US, it was simply an ideology
battle between capitalism and communism.
Fukuyama rises from his seat when the waiter comes to the table to take his order.
Fukuyama: Maybe the world has not developed an ideal Liberal world order yet, but at least
they are closer to create one than starting a religion-based new world war. It is 21 st century,
Huntington. People even no longer believe in God. * He simply smiles at the waiter. * I was
just leaving; I won’t be having anything. Thank you.