Sorry, Not Sorry

“Some of you may have heard from various unreliable sources that I am a racist. I have written books like Black and Tan and have described myself before as a paleo-confederate and other such monstrosities. And confronted with such undeniable facts as these, I remain singularly unapologetic. This causes some people to imitate the hot froth on top of your average Starbucks drink, and the word indignant doesn’t really begin to cover it.”

Skin and Blood, p. 7

A Different Sort of Marooned

“What we need is a return to the gold standard of Scripture. Scripture, and only Scripture, defines sin. That includes any sin having to do with ethnicity. Which means, again, that ethnic vainglory is sinful and to be despised, that ethnic animosity is sinful and to be despised, and that what the world is currently calling the ‘sin’ of racism is not a sin at all. It was a dubious currency when they first started using it, but now their racism is worthless in the description of any sinful attitude. You couldn’t buy a used popsicle stick with any amount of it . . . the real issue here is that if you don’t see the politiscam that is being run on you, you are what Bugs Bunny would call a maroon.”

Skin and Blood, pp. 6-7

When Your Middle Name is “Love Goddess”

“In the first place, there is nothing wrong with observing what used to be a pagan holiday—after all, we used to be pagans. Many of our innocent customs used to have pagan associations—the use of wedding rings, meeting someone for lunch on Thor’s Day, and blowing out the candles on a birthday cake after making a wish. We ought not to be uptight about such things. Who was Paul’s brother, companion, and fellow soldier? Why it was Epaphroditus, whose name means that he was dedicated to the pagan goddess of copulation (Phil. 2:25). Why didn’t Paul make Epaphroditus change his name? The answer is that it was not that big a deal.”

The Cultural Mind, p. 307