OK, yeah! I admit it! I’m a racist. I’m white and old and born of the post-war generation before the well-publicized civil rights march of the early 1960’s. And even further away from President Lyndon Johnson’s ‘Great Society’ which promised virtual manna from heaven but delivered the Vietnam war and fifty thousand dead American soldiers. I love my own era most of all. Better than almost all of the subsequent eras that have occurred as if by happenstance in-between. Take ‘Feminism’ for example. A sudden figment of nineteen-seventies imagination! Or take the “I’m cool with it all man!” era of the ‘Hippie’ when ‘third world’ mass immigration was introduced by those so non-specifically termed as the Left! Nat Hentoff, Allen Ginzburg, Betty Friedan, Max Horkheimer, Theodor Adorno, ad-infinitum. All having one defining characteristic to their sense of struggle. All members of a group whose core values were NOT inclusive. I embraced it all back then without a second thought. But now, seeming in light of so many intervening unnecessary decades of strife and struggle now seem as hypocritical ideologues simply pushing their own narrow agenda of world cultural conquest. Yup! I’m a racist alright!
Why? Not because I started out that way. Not because my mother for the short time she had a maid who incidentally was of genetic African descent used to make lunch for the woman and shave afternoon and chatted with her as of her other friends. Not because many of those of people that would soon be deemed ‘black’ were at the time not much different than my own family in terms of prosperity. Or similar hopes or dreams for a better future with a home a car and children in college. Not because, my maternal grandmother got persuaded to puncture tires in a black neighborhood one time during the racially charged late nineteen-forties. And regretted her foolish behavior ever after. Not because the latent traditions of European Christianity that never took hold in out family that out of a sense of nineteenth century guilt preached a more modern form of ‘White Man’s Burden’ that after the war transformed into a ‘Save the Children’ fund for staring African and South American children. My mother throughout her life donating the proverbial ‘one dollar a day’ for a good part of her life when the family prosperity reigned. No! I became a racist when quite by accident I found out that the media no longer had any use for me. That I was no longer fit to be portrayed as part of what the reckoned American society should be. The icing on the cake when squirrels on the ‘Left’ in cushy big ten university tenured position began calling for the extermination of me and all the others like me. At that point I realized that the only people capable of loving me were my own.
Sad? Extraordinary? Demented? How, I would ask! The same tolerant clan that officially bemoans me every day and every way have built a wall around themselves in their own land. The hordes of people that they are directly responsible for bringing over thus countries borders and then insisting that my own prosperity should support are even more racist that I. One might suggest that since they have developed and controlled the art of mass communication they are the progenitors of the modern construct of Racism in all its many forms. They invented it! I was just there. I was just the guy who was forever over-qualified who couldn’t get a regular job because I didn’t fit in the quota system of the Federal Government construct of Affirmative Action and other Liberal platforms that inserted Blacks and Hispanics, and women who were less qualified than I into a system that they soon controlled. They ended up making what this nation is today! I might mention general characteristics like combative, self-empowered, inefficient, contentious, picky, clueless, uninspired, divergent cultural values, no values at all, sexually promiscuous, or even selfish and egotistical! But that of course would be unfair, because it is Racist! And I am a racist because I dare to bring it up. To mention it in theat same breath, Feminism, Islam, propitious single parenthood, Zionism, Corruption, the overreach of the Federal Governmental, World Zionism, “etcetera., etcetera,etcetera!”
No, I never planned to be a racist! But now like everyone else from every other culture on the planet I have to be as a matter of survival! This seems to be the larger game plan. One that has been tried in varying forms over the last three hundred years. One in which of all the players at the table, the ‘white‘ Christians always seem to lose. So when you read these words with the expected sour somewhat smug scowl on your puss, just take a minute to review the feelings about your own group. Factor out my fellows who have been brainwashed by that is loosely referred to as the educational system because that has descended down to the gutter of full bore Marxist Socialism. But those of you that live in your own land governed by your own culture’s defining principles. Are you prepared to be cast out of society at large as ‘over-privileged‘ to join those like me and my own? Or are your own kind deserved of due respect and honor for the positives and struggles that your own kind have had to endure? The choice in the end it up to you. Join me and be a racist! Or end up just becoming another desensitized anonymous constituent of a milkshake society that values its members only as replaceable cogs in an elitist master plan some several thousand years int he making. See you either way on one side or the other of the barricades to come!