Thursday, February 06, 2020

A caveat about racism

I see accusations against me and my kind of all kinds of racism.  Usually it's a little indistinct or indirect; a passing comment that has a whiff of parental "one oughtn't do that" that is more about behavior than free speech, and progressive minds register "fascist!" and mouths blurt "Nazi!" even when the unhealthy or unhealthful behavior has nothing to do with demographics or comprehensive thought and act and word legislation.

Other times it's explicit but out of left field.  A woman crosses her arms on TV and the MSM spend days speculating about secret messages encoded in the way her fingers happened to settle on her sleeve.  How many times do the chans have to troll the MSM before they wise up?

A cliche that apparently no one has become too ashamed to belabor yet is the use of the label "brown" for ethnic groups that recently your Orwellian betters have decided need to be distinguished from the American big three--white, black, and yellow.

Red they'll lump in with brown because it lets them steal legitimacy when someone points out they forgot something important from American history.

Outside of leftist politics I've only heard brown used as a label twice:  along side red, the big three, and purple in the lyrics of "Rapper's Delight;" and as a throwaway line in "Swingers," which being made in Hollywood might not really qualify as an exception.

Leftists tell us we hate brown people because they want you to believe that we can have no grounds for saying anything negative or even refraining from praise, other than some irrational and deep-seated resentment to out-tribers.  Thus, when 19 middle easterners of diverse skin tones took over a handful of passenger jets one September morning and flew them into buildings for politico-religious reasons, we were told (after a discretionary interval of silence) that we were upset because they were "brown."

Look.

Remember those standardized tests where you had to specify your race and sex?  Maybe I'm dating myself here, but the main categories were caucasian, black, Asian, Hispanic/Latino/non-Anglo white, Pacific Islander, Native American, and other.  Anil my classmate from India would qualify either as caucasian or other; anthropologists might argue one way, statisticians the other.  I mean, not the same way as the anthropologists; not necessarily "the non-caucasian option."

That's pretty much how it was.  Conservatives had taken the advice to be color blind, and race was just another thing that made a person interesting.  Leftists, though, having gone in this country from pushing one side of a race-charged social problem to pretending to fly above it so they could inflame parties on both sides with an illusion of objectivity, decided they had to do more division before they could conquer further, and invented a category that not only fit uncomfortably between black and white, but was a big tent that could account for Latinos, people from anywhere around the Mediterranean, and anyone else from a low latitude island or subcontinent.  It didn't make any sense to group them together (cue the "when you say white people can't tell Chinese from Korean, do you mean French or Celtic or can't you tell?" joke), but that just made it easier to sneak in opportunistic accusations of ignorance and insensitivity.

Meanwhile we're trying to get on with our lives and being told we're not sensitive enough to race.  What?  It's a thing but we're not getting hung up about it; we're being polite and letting you talk about it to the extent that you want to discuss things, just like with any other personal matters that you're not supposed to pry into unless the other person invites a dialog.

So all we hear in one ear is race race race, and racist racist racist in the other.

Do you know how I can tell when someone is racist?

It's not because they ignore race.  It's because they won't ever shut the hell up about it.

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