[This is from an unpublished work, Bonfire of the Inanities, which was written in response to the BLM craziness that erupted after the death of George Floyd.]
I offer what I call My Golden Suggestion which would make demonstrable improvement in our lives: The world shall not be a better place when the word nigger is never thought, written, or spoken again, but when its use is treated like the word darn. Yes, it’s that simple. When we arrive at that point, people of all races shall find things much better—and freer.
The other option is the elimination of this word in thought and deed. (Does that mean that black folks can’t use it either?) This is a path to a world of misery and oppression—for all races. This may seem counterintuitive based on the ginned-up hysteria the Woke bombard us with daily, but trust me when I say such a goal as sought by the Woke can only lead to evil totalitarianism to which we’re well on our way.
If everything “bad” we said, wrote, or did were filmed and posted to the Internet, as everyone seemingly wants to do to everyone else, we’d all be fired or expelled or otherwise canceled based on the requisite comeuppance the Woke demand. Is that the world you want to live in? The Christian God limits himself to ten commandments and offers a chance at redemption. The Woke place no such boundaries upon themselves and redemption is not a concept they cotton to; eternal atonement that never achieves forgiveness via the groveling apology and other debasement is the result of their divine wisdom.
You may believe you have to stamp out every use of the word nigger and every other offensive thing, wherever it may exist or arise—and technology makes this tragically feasible—but this is a fool’s errand. Don’t be a fool.
An act which would change the world for the good is for a black man or woman to stand with a person who uses the word nigger, even if the word was spat with malice in the heart, and defend the person’s right to say it. This is going to require admirable fortitude. I believe the Zulu warrior non-Woke among us can pull it off—and the look on the Woke’s faces is sure to be priceless.
Otherwise, expect a puritanical world of woe if indeed the word nigger vanishes from the Earth.
A high school student in Connecticut is criminally charged with “second-degree breach of peace and ridicule on account of creed, religion, color, denomination, nationality or race” for a crass posting on social media (guess the word he used). Ridicule as a crime? WTF. He was also expelled from school for 10 days. If you have any sense, this should terrify you. Not the alleged crime, but the fact it’s considered criminal behavior in the first place.
Such postings done on one’s own time must be protected under the basic human right to free speech, and this is especially true for statements a person might find despicable. This is literally the definition of free speech in the Internet Age. Those people who think such speech must be punished and criminalized fail to recognize the danger each of us face, not from indecorous words, but from censorship.
In another case a college teacher is reportedly fired for reading a passage from Mark Twain’s Pudd’nhead Wilson, which contains the word nigger. This is an incredible book and was written for the purpose of, among other things, shedding light on the horrors related to slavery. This book is appropriate reading material for high schoolers and older who want to broaden their base of knowledge and enjoy great literature. The college student (for God’s sake) who complained in this case is a weak loser. Do not accept any bullshit excuses from this wussy.
Do not let the Woke control your language or anybody else’s. This includes dead authors.
The casualness by which the Woke shine off censorship should terrify us. The stridency by which they demand the censorship they want implemented should disgust us.
Their ultimate goal is for you to self-censor. At that point your own intimate thoughts, including those which never leave your mouth, are under their control—and you are fearful of being found out. Freedom is then extinguished—never to return. I’m guessing the teacher learned the lesson that Big Brother in this case is an amalgam of a hapless teacher (herself), wussy student, and cowardly college administrators thrown into the gladiator pit that is the Internet.
The teacher did nothing wrong. The student is a wimpy, tattletale fascist. The college officials are capitulating cowards. The Internet needs to stay the fuck out of these matters.
The ultimate canary in the coalmine as it relates to freedom of speech are those who are vulgar, crass, snarky, satirical, irreverent, heretical, un-PC, thought-provoking. The aforementioned high school scoundrel in Connecticut is an example. So is Mark Twain. They are the ultimate protectors of our freedom, for when they are free, we all are free.
We should profusely thank them, not deplatform, demonetize, or demonize them.
You’re welcome.
The world needs Charlie Hebdo in all its irreverent and heretical glory. That many of us don’t realize this fact is our downfall. The downfall is well underway. It’s reached terminal velocity, so it’s barely noticed. There’s no tug of acceleration, but the bottom of the abyss awaits us, nonetheless.
I wonder if the abyss is surprised that so many fools toss themselves into it willingly, insistently, irretrievably.
Smugly. Shrilly. Petulantly. Sanctimoniously.
A fun exercise for students would be to have them list all the words that describe the Cult of Wokeness. At the very least it would be a useful tool to screen those who value freedom from those who are doomed to lose it.
Immediately after the slaughter of Charlie Hebdo employees by Muslim fanatics, the world’s media should’ve posted, for the entire world to see, the Prophet Muhammad cartoons to which the murderers took offense. Such solidarity in support of free speech and artistic expression would’ve demonstrated that free societies value fundamental human rights and are not afraid to defend them, even at the risk of our very lives.
As you are likely aware, no such courage was then evident; in fact, the few who dared show these cartoons were accused of Islamophobia—by Western non-Muslims who cowered and virtue-signaled at the cost of their dignity, and ultimately their freedom.
I have no doubt that these same cowards, if teleported back to World War II, with their present-day Woke attitude intact, would be far more offended by the caricatures of our foes (e.g., bucktoothed and bespectacled Japs) than they would be by the belching ovens of Auschwitz or the screams of Nanking. Don’t be shocked if they’d apply their demented moral relativism to the Axis atrocities.
“You used the word Japs!”
Indeed.
“I’m telling!”
Indeed you are.
Dr. Seuss’s heirs self-censored six of his books (i.e., took them out of publication) due to “racist imagery.” I dare the Woke to show me a child of any race who was traumatized by these books—and not put up to it by their parents. This is an example of a situation in which children behave much better than Woke (so-called) adults. What does harm children is raising them in a world of fascist book-banners (self-banned or otherwise).
“Oh, I suppose it’s okay if kid’s read Mein Kampf?”
Uh, that’s an adult book. I don’t think this book or other adult books (e.g., Fifty Shades of Grey) should be placed in the daycare bookshelf. But when they get older, these books should absolutely be available if they want to read them.
“Well, what if an adult reads Das Kapital and becomes a communist? You seem like the kind of person who’s against the workers’ paradise Marx hoped for.”
What the creators of any medium put into their work is entirely their prerogative. I support the right of anyone to read Das Kapital if he or she wants to do so. People should be willing and able to read authors whose philosophy differs greatly from their own. If their personal philosophy is well-thought out and sincerely held, the exposure to other ideas can deepen it, broaden it, make it more robust. Think of a healthy person exposed to a vaccine and made healthier for it or a muscle made stronger by the stress of vigorous exercise. Should their philosophy be so flimsy that exposure to a contrary notion blows it away like dandelion seeds in a mild breeze, then it wasn’t much of a philosophy to begin with.
The Woke engage in the same puritanical nonsense that fanatical Christians and Muslims do, such as telling others what they can and cannot read. They do so full of the same moral presumptuousness. The Woke are their own version of the Westboro Baptist Church. Mainstream Christians are contemptuous of these Christian extremists, just as classical liberals are aghast at the antics of the Woke. Why, oh Lord, are the “saved” such smug douches?
Was the world made better for this effort to scour Dr. Seuss clean of all offense? Nope. All that was done is toss more fuel on the funeral pyre upon which lies our freedom. The Woke believe this fire is purifying. The rest of us know better, as we see the way the flames dance delightedly in the eyes of the Woke.
Here’s the thing about the Dr. Seuss situation (Christ, the term “Dr. Seuss situation” should scare the hell out of us): Once a work of art or other form of expression (book, essay, poem, painting, movie, etc.) enters the public realm, such as being published, I ain’t cottoning to censorship or self-censorship—from then on, the choice to partake of it is mine, and mine alone.
The self-censorship didn’t save Dr. Seuss from an ounce of Woke excoriation. Once the Woke mob got amped up about this outrage du jour, they went after him anyway. His being dead didn’t matter; in fact, the Woke are big on disinterring long-dead corpses for present-day abuse. They’ll hang a dead man with as much delight as they will a live one.
I don’t care if it’s revealed that Dr. Seuss is actually the pen name of Ted Bundy. I love Dr. Seuss books and so do kids. Once again, you either read his books or don’t read his books. The choice is yours. And to preserve this right, booksellers who choose to sell said books and libraries that keep these on their shelves must be able to do so unmolested. If you think it might harm your precious child if he or she reads these horrifying books, then don’t buy these for your kids or let them check these out from the library. Though I caution you, if that’s your druthers, you’re well on your way to raising another pussy. Probably one with a low sperm count.
Message to Woke employees of publishers: You must be champions of free speech. You’re in the wrong profession if you’re going to whine to your boss about a book or author who offends your Woke sensibilities. I say this because a few days ago I read that some such employees protested their company’s plans to publish a book by former Vice-President Mike Pence. God, what a bunch of spoiled, petulant wussies.
“I suppose you’d be okay with Adolf Hitler publishing a book!”
Uh, he did. It’s called Mein Kampf and is available to read in the United States, as it should be. It would be ironic fascism to prevent its publication or stop others from reading it. Don’t be a fascist.
Same goes for Little Black Sambo. Another great book. I first read it when I was five years old. It did not encourage me to join the Ku Klux Klan. Quite the opposite. The moral of the story is how the (non-white) boy’s cleverness allowed him to outsmart the tigers that wanted to eat him. Apparently, the Wokesters ain’t too keen on smart black folks, especially uppity ones. I’m guessing a Klansman wouldn’t buy this book for his children—which implies the book portrays the “black” character in a favorable light. (Technically, the boy in the book is Indian, as in spelling bee Indian, but such nuance is always lost on the Woke—they are to nuance what an earthquake is to interior decorating.)
“What a minute, did you just slip in another homophobic thingy with that ‘interior decorating’ quip?”
See what I mean.
“But Sambo is a derogatory word for blacks!”
Just because something can be co-opted for nefarious or indecorous purposes, doesn’t justify blanket overreactions and prohibitions in other contexts. Don’t make it so damn easy for someone to fuck it up for everyone else. For example, the “A-Ok” symbol made with the thumb and fingers, even if used as a “white power” salute by Nazis (a dubious claim), has non-Nazi uses, such as, well, meaning A-Ok. The Confederate flag can be a symbol of Southern pride. Its use by the Ku Klux Klan does not dictate its meaning in all other settings. Grow up and have an adult-level understanding of context. Santa Claus wears red. That doesn’t make him a communist.
But I’ll go deeper than this because freedom of speech, opinion, and thought is that important: Even if the usage is intended to be racist, misogynistic, Islamophobic, or otherwise, offensive, it doesn’t necessitate the level of hysteria desired by the Woke, especially if the usage is on the person’s own time. You do not have a right to interfere in all situations with another person’s life. That’s abject totalitarianism. The “fight fire with fire” analogy is not valid: You mustn’t fight fascism with your own fascism. In the Digital Age such a fire cannot be contained. Think of this ill-advised attitude as trying to do a controlled burn for the prevention of forest fires during a dry windstorm or launching a poison gas attack amidst swirling unpredictable winds.
Grow up. Mind your own business. Stop being a fucking baby. Let other adults make their own choices in regard to these matters. Christ, the Woke have gone beyond wanting to put the equivalent of movie ratings on every goddamn thing to the point that they don’t want the movie or these others things to exist in the first place. I do not exaggerate. Wokesters getting wind of a movie that might be made, and which might then offend them, results in the requisite tantrums and concomitant attacks against the would-be perpetrator of the creation (writer, producer, director, production company, cast). Also, see the Mike Pence book situation a few paragraphs back.
“But they want to cast an able-bodied person as a wheelchair-bound character!”
That’s none of your business. The people making the movie have a right to artistic freedom. If their casting choices offend you, then don’t watch the movie. I might or might not go see the movie based on a host of factors. The choice is mine. The same minding one’s own business goes for books, plays, speeches, art gallery exhibits, and other manifestations of our thoughts and ideas.
“Oh, so you’d be okay if they made a movie in which a white guy wore blackface?”
Yes. I don’t care about that either, and neither should you. If that somehow results in an interesting movie, I might go see it—or not see it. The choice is mine. The choice is yours. Why do our Woke fascists act is if there are other fascists rounding them up at gunpoint and forcing them to watch movies that might offend them? Why do they believe they have the right to prevent the creation of things they find offensive? How do these people have so much goddamned idle time on their hands?
These Preemptive Puritans are so fucking predictable and tiresome…and evil. They are the Taliban without the AK-47s (at least for now).
Please, Mr. Asteroid, put us out of our misery.
“Well, a person in blackface could be taking a movie role that a real person of color should have instead!”
Artistic freedom trumps any quota system.
“Well, what if a black guy wore whiteface in a movie and took a role way from a white guy?”
I’d definitely want to check that out. I’m reminded of the classic Saturday Night Live skit where Eddie Murphy went undercover as a white man? That was freeking damn funny.
Oh, by the way, the movie Tropic Thunder, in which a white actor wore blackface, is an awesome movie. A lot of black folks loved it, too. I’m guessing any complaints about it are from, you guessed it, whiney white Woke wussies whose childhood bedrooms are stuffed with participation trophies. These same people hang up Black Lives Matter signs, which are the equivalent of participation trophies awarded for phony-baloney solidarity with the black race. “Look at me, black people, I did something!”
I’m betting a lot of money the Woke would classify me as a raging racist. Yawn. I’ve watched and enjoyed many movies with largely black casts, largely white casts, and casts of various mixtures. When I watch a good movie, I’m blissfully not keeping score of ethnicities. In fact, the only time I notice race is when it’s painfully obvious a Woke quota system or other douchey contrivance is in play—and then I stop watching.
The Woke are a miserable people. Imagine going through life so obsessed about race that your goal is to make everyone else—of all races—equally unhappy. The Woke are the Klan with soy and high thread count sheets.
Librarians were once fierce defenders against censorship, serving as a veritable holy bulwark against the various bookburners and bookbanners (they’re one in the same as far as I’m concerned) who insist they have the power to tell the rest of us what we can and cannot read, and what a vendor can and cannot sell.
I hope librarians are still up to this task. Few others seem to be.
I found PDFs on the Internet of the six Dr. Seuss books that were recently banned. I downloaded them, feeling every bit like Montag from Fahrenheit 451, preserving these literary treasures from a mindless mob run amok after they’ve sniffed deeply of kerosene fumes. One would hope the average person is terrified I felt compelled to do this, to save these for posterity in my own pathetic manner. Christ, it’s come to this.
What the fuck is up with trigger warnings, which some of our bigger pussies insist precede books, movies, and college coursework? Watch the opening combat scene of the movie Saving Private Ryan. Try to imagine the Woke youth of today storming Normandy on D-Day. Someone rendered prostrate by misgendering, black face, or an “offensive” Halloween costume is certainly not up to this horrific challenge. An actual horrific challenge, real violence, adult problems. The Germans are one thing. Microaggressions, words as violence, Pepe LePew, etc., are quite another.
“But you can’t imagine how hurtful words or images can be and why we need these warnings! These make us feel unwelcome and unsafe.”
No shit—my imagination is good, but it ain’t that good. I’m cruel and cold-hearted, but I’m willing to take the time and help you not be a pussy. Don’t I get virtue points for that?
We cannot, nor should we, subject every goddamn thing to the phantasmal litmus test of how it impacts the most delicate and overly sensitive people among us. Those people need to toughen up; the rest of us are under no obligation to dumb-down or wussify ourselves in order to accommodate them.
To put it more bluntly: Just become a Woke moron has a conniption fit over something stupid, doesn’t mean we have to capitulate and change it. The Left used to mock the Religious Right for burning heavy metal records and Harry Potter books. Nowadays the Woke, possessed of equally misguided religious fervor, have taken it upon themselves to protect us from sin (as defined by them). But they’ve taken this nonsense much further, channeling the spirit of The Inquisition. Destroying the creations isn’t nearly enough. The creator (living or dead), those who partake of the creation, and those who defend the creator’s rights, also deserve the pyre.
The Woke demand everything they find offensive be erased, in both physical and digital formats. The Confederate statues were merely the start. Books, movies, television shows, plays, music, product logos, team names, flags, names of building and places, the two biological genders, language, and on and on, until they finally get to your most private thoughts that are never uttered, written down, or otherwise expressed.
Self-censorship already occurs. Even that is not enough for the Woke. The implanted computer chip that reveals all sins is our destiny if we continue to cower and hold our tongues.
Old movies are now subject to this same pathetic indignity, as if adults can’t watch an older movie and recognize the era in which it was made may differ markedly from the current one. People watch movies for entertainment and escape from daily life. We don’t watch them intending to keep score of every stereotype, miscasting, indecorous utterance, or insensitive imagery. A joyless person who does that must be a wonderful first date. I doubt there’s a second one, unless the dating site’s algorithm considers both persons’ doucheiness to the exclusion of all other factors. On a scale of one to ten, with ten being outraged to the point of taking lame-ass action, and one not giving a hoot, what is the level of your displeasure at seeing a white person wearing an Indian headdress?
Lord, hear my prayers, and give us many more “ones” in the world. Satan, take the “tens” to the place they belong. Amen.
Do people actually exist who come up with these lamebrained ideas? I know a lot of liberals personally, and none of them remotely resemble the humorless wussies who at present dictate public and corporate policy (i.e., the wussification of Western society). None of the ones I know require a trigger warning on a college lecture or a preceding moronic discussion to put a movie in its historical context. They either watch it or don’t watch it. They either enjoy it or they don’t enjoy it.
“But the Charlie Chan movies had a white guy playing Charlie Chan!”
If that crushes your delicate psyche, then don’t watch it. Mind your own business and don’t presumptuously decree that other people can’t watch it. I don’t care whether or not you watch it. Give others the same courtesy.
“But it’s an offensive movie, full of stereotypes!”
Yes, and one of those is that Asians are smart and clever.
“Oh, I see, you’re buying into the ‘model minority’ stereotype!”
Geez, you guys ain’t ever gonna be happy. It’s like the stupidity I saw recently on the Internet (I should know better): If a white guy won’t date black women, he’s racist; if a white guy dates or marries a black woman, he’s also racist (and “fetishizing” black women, too boot). I suspect George Orwell’s head would explode at hearing this kind of stuff.
A movie musical by a well-known liberal comes out and the Woke complain about the “lack of Afro-Latinx representation” in the production. I guess we must issue to our artists the racial equivalent of paint swatches so the proper “colors” are accounted for. The Woke are very antebellum and Jim Crow in their racial fixation. I can visualize a casting director holding these swatches up to the aspirants’ skin at a casting call, not unlike a slaveowner at a slave auction checking out the teeth and muscle tone of a prospective purchase.
Why is it that despite the tremendous progress that has been made, Martin Luther King, Jr.’s dream of a colorblind society seems forever out of reach?
The Woke want it that way.
Hence, their obsession with race and other identifiers. The Woke are relentless taxonomists of human identities. They’re also taxidermists. They want to stuff those of us who resist their nonsense and render us forever inert. Frozen mouths, glass eyes, and all.
They spend more energy on their racial obsessions than any self-respecting Klansman ever dreamed possible. I anticipate that someday a Woke dipshit will claim Martin Luther King, Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech is racist.
“No way. Really?”
Yes. That’s coming.
Speaking of taxonomy…an asshat scientist discovered a new species of ant and—I kid you not—it was “named in the interest of gender diversity.” From Phys.org:
“A newly discovered miniature trap jaw ant from the evergreen tropical forests of Ecuador bears the curious Latin name Strumigenys ayersthey, among hundreds, which are also named in honor of people, but end with -ae (after females) and -i (after males). This makes the newly described ant perhaps the only species in the world to have a scientific name with the suffix -they, thus celebrating gender diversity.”
Good grief. Does the scientist who discovered the ant not know his own gender? Of course he does. He is male—but certainly not a man. Many scientists are Woke cowards.
According to the Woke, I’m supposed to blithely go along with such asshattery.
Will I?
No.
Am I bad person for not agreeing with this latest example of Woke silliness?
I don’t care if I’m a bad person or not in regards to this issue. It’s dumb.
Some Woke retards at a Virginia school told students it’s cultural appropriation to salsa dance—unless you’re of the correct ethnicity. Whoever came up with this lamebrained notion needs serious psychological counseling—and a fucking life. Dancing is one of humanity’s most joyous activities. It is a disturbed mind that foments ill will by deliberately injecting racial animus into this, fully intending it to be divisive. I argue this odious race-baiting is an example of a true hate crime (if we’re going to go there).
A person has the right to culturally appropriate whatever the hell he wants. Culture is not trademarked.
“But he’s wearing an Indian headdress!”
Did he break into your house and is now standing in front of you wearing the headdress?
“Well, no, but someone posted about it on Twitter, picture and all.”
Then don’t look at the goddamned picture and move on. Don’t be a narcissistic fuck and demand the other eight billion people on Earth share your outrage. Most of us don’t give a shit or can handle it if we do.
I hereby decree that a person of any race can hula, samba, salsa, rumba, tango, tap, ballroom, cha-cha-cha, disco, or whatever the fuck dance he or she or they want to do. Add to this the haka or a Zulu war dance for all I—or you—should care. If Maoris are offended by seeing non-Maoris doing the haka, then they shouldn’t watch non-Maoris doing the haka. Ditto for those non-Maoris who take it upon themselves to be offended on behalf of the Maoris, asked for or not. Mind your own business.
“But what if their intent is to mock someone by culturally appropriating a dance?”
It. Doesn’t. Matter. Unless said “dancer” commits an actual crime while doing it, in which case the issue is the goddamn crime and not the fucking dance.
Likewise demented are the Woke who attack Mothers’ Day because not all people who bear children are women (and hence not “mothers”—Paul Erdös can’t do the math on this one). This is also extrapolated to include two gay fathers who have children and “feel left out” on Mothers’ Day. These dunderheads go so far as to expunge the world mother from their vocabulary, instead using inane terms such person giving birth. Happy Persons Giving Birth Day?
I literally had to pause a few minutes after writing the last paragraph.
Oh, Woke, all of whom avow that they accept “settled science” as it relates to Global Warming, here’s a scientific fact for you: Among mammals, only the biological female can give birth, and those who do so are called mothers. We have mother cattle, mother cats, and mother whales. Don’t give me the bullshit about seahorses—that’s not a mammal. There are actually Woke humans who use this one exception in the Animal Kingdom to justify fucking up the human language with tortured terms like person giving birth.
Here’s a sciencey perspective of this: Mothers’ Day is when we celebrate those humans who, while in possession of a functioning uterus, expelled from said uterus at least one human baby at some point in their life. Hallmark takes poetic license with this, of course. I’ll also include, for the sake of the holiday, those women who fill the role of a biological mother without necessarily having given birth, such as stepmothers, adoptive mothers, and infertile females who have children via a surrogate or artificial insemination. I’ll also include vain celebrities who are fertile but have a surrogate give to birth to their children in order to avoid stretch marks and/or a career disruption. If you want to give a biological male a Mothers’ Day card, no one is stopping you. But nobody should pin a virtue medal on your chest either.
Now, for gay fathers who might feel “left out” on Mothers’ Day: We have this thing called Fathers’ Day, which any thusly offended nitwits can celebrate, though I’m very skeptical if there are actual gay dude couples who don’t already realize this, and the “left out” bullshit came from a non-gay Woke person deliberately (and needlessly) stirring shit up for nefarious purposes (i.e., to be a dick).
“But what if the parent is non-binary? Won’t they feel left out and hurt?”
Oh, for the love of…tell said parent to pick one or the other; or if they’re greedy for presents, pick both. Society is under no obligation to create a third (or more) holiday to accommodate extreme outliers. It’s profoundly presumptuous and narcissistic to insist otherwise.
The inertia of the Woke’s retardation is quite staggering. It’s like a glacier moving down a mountain grinding up everything in its path. The asshat ice sheet grinds up common sense, reasonableness, decency, courage, and other traits required of adults in order to have a functioning society. I pray Global Warming takes this sucker out, and soon.
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