03/02/2016
Three years ago I wondered aloud in a TakiMag column why racism isn’t cool.What’s wrong with kids today? Don’t they want to vex their parents? Épater la bourgeoisie? Kick against the pricks? Be transgressive?I don’t know that racism (in the EdWestian definition, of course) is cool yet, but some of the younger generation are at least trying to encool it.Mildred: “Hey Johnny, what are you rebelling against?”
Johnny: “Whadda you got?”
Part of the fun of being young used to be the feeling that you were struggling for world mastery against a cohort of closed-minded old farts with a mentality hopelessly stuck in the past. (What Orwell called “pedants, clergymen and golfers.”) Well, if it’s that old-fart cohort you’re looking for, check out your local Ivy League university or cable TV studio. Those places are stuffed to the rafters with them. 1963 is in the past, isn’t it?
And these protesting youngsters believe every single thing the old farts believe! Their transgressions reach no further than their awful beards …
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To any youngsters seeking to get political transgressivity on the move again, here’s a suggestion: Try racism. What could be more guaranteed to make mom swoon and dad go purple with rage?
No, no, not burning crosses on people’s lawns. The word “racism” long since overflowed that little pond and inundated the surrounding lowlands. I’m talking about racism as defined in Ed West’s excellent new book that I just finished reading. Location 925 in the Kindle edition: "Today the term racism has come to mean almost any recognition of race … and of difference (or average differences) between groups."
It sure has … Since racism as defined is transgressive, why isn’t it cool? [Why isn’t Racism Cool? by John Derbyshire,April 18th 2013.]
Here’s a band that isn’t just trying, they're crediting me as their inspiration!
Mr Rightside by the Red PillersHey, I'll take it — thanks, guys!Filling up with a rage
And it'll help me define
Why I've gotta be down
To build a border wall
It started with immigrants
Of course it ends up like this
It was the immigrants, they had so many kids
Now I’m fighting to keep
Europe’s culture alive
Holding on to survive
This ethnic genocide
I let it get to my head
And my stomach is sick
My people don’t even know
And they’re mixing their races
Quotas in workplaces
Letting Europe go
And I just can’t look
It’s killing me
And taking its toll
All of these plans to end supremacy
Hidden as sick lullabies
Hoping to diversify
But there’s still hope for the whites
People like John Derbyshire
Opened up my eager eyes
'Cause I’m Mr. Rightside
[Da capo]
John Derbyshire, John Derbyshire
John Derbyshire!
John Derbyshire!
Before the race purists launch their missives about mail-order brides and degenerate mongrel brats, however, let me say once again that I’m fine with miscegenation. As with the salt in your stew, it’s a matter of quantity. Numbers are of the essence.
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