Over the years, as I have written on culture and race, I have had to write on two fronts. In order to engage with the MSNBC-approved narrative, I need to engage with the Black Lives Matter kind of evil, which is all the thing these days. It is evil and popular with the cool kids. But you can’t sin in every direction at once. Certain sins are inconsistent with each other, which means that some sins, some evils, always have to be unpopular. White smugness used to be a reigning and open sin, and now it isn’t. But the fact that it is not openly running the show any longer does not mean the attitudes aren’t there. The smugness is still present, but has to hide itself by various devices.
A bunch of people are still clinging to idolatrous assumptions about race, but quietly, unless they have had too much to drink. One of my daughters was traveling by air once, with her baby and other children, and a fellow passenger, who had gotten more alcohol into her system than was perhaps suitable or appropriate, loudly blessed my daughter for doing her part in perpetuating the white race. Um, thanks for nothing, ma’am.
But problems run in the other direction too. If a thug gets shot in Milwaukee by a black cop, and the obligatory rioting and looting begin, in order to distract us all from the current stupidity somebody starts gesturing toward some of our by-gone stupidities. Somebody argues that we have to start cracking down on the crackers, as though they were capable of taking over anything more than somebody else’s comment thread.
However, despite the fact that this is a clear diversionary move, there are crackers out there. There are enclaves in which you may find an assorted collection of white racists, racialists, and swamp frogs that say bigot bigot bigot. Some representatives of those enclaves—which some cleaned up conservatives want to pretend don’t exist at all anymore—do show up, suitably anonymous, for any and all discussions on race. As some may have noticed, they do this frequently in the comments section of this blog. For a representative sampling, you might want to scroll through the comments section of my most recent response to Thabiti.
Such being the case, it is time for a few housekeeping notices—I want to remind everyone of my policy on such things. When comments are reported to me (which Disqus enables you all to do), I usually nix about half of the reported comments. The comments I delete are usually the ones which have descended to personal invective or other forms of outrageous insult. If the comment is sinful in other ways, representing an outrageous sentiment, then I let it stand. If you don’t like the content of what a man says, then answer him. But try to do it without descending to personal invective.
Under this regime, the contributor called 40 Acres has had many comments deleted, but he has also had many comments reported to me which I leave alone. Whenever I delete a comment, whether it is from 40 Acres or Ryan Sather, it is usually for the same reason. People can be reckless and irresponsible from any number of directions. Malice can be both pc and non-pc. As the proprietor of this blog, I do take responsibility for trying to keep things from degenerating into a food fight. I do not feel responsible to remove the content of an argument that someone finds offensive. We need more practice dealing with that, not less.
I have been falsely accused of racism many times; it is said by some acute thinkers that I am a believer in white supremacy. But I do not comprehend how anybody could be a white supremacist who has spent more than fifteen minutes considering who runs our country, and how they have been running it. Most recently, a country of 300 million has narrowed their choice for president down to Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton. If this is white supremacy, then white supremacy has been vastly over-rated. Now I know that some might think I am not making distinctions carefully enough here. Fine. I am not the kind of white supremacist who would support Hillary, and I am not an orange supremacist either.
But I have also been accused, in various ways, of being some sort of race traitor. Those who have been reading this blog for a while know that one of my battles of yore was with the kinists—whom I affectionately called skinists—and their web haunt at the time, which was called Little Geneva.
So that you might be better able to keep your balance in these imbalanced times, allow me to provide you with a link to one of the more important statements from that particular battle. It is here, and comments are open.