Following up on my recent Taki’s column about race and cultural conformity…
When Don Letts stepped beyond the boundaries of his British-Caribbean culture, he was embraced by his new white friends.
Patti Smith dragged him on stage (with amusing results).
He toured America with the Sex Pistols, and the world with the Clash, later joining Mick Jones’ post-Clash group Big Audio Dynamite on keyboards (although he admits that he still puts stickers on the keys to tell the notes apart.)
Letts’ “brederin,” however, weren’t always so open-hearted.
Reggae star Peter Tosh condemned the Clash as “heathens” and “barbarians” and accused them of stealing his equipment during a gig in Kingston, to cite just one anecdote.
Where have we heard that sort of sentiment before? Oh, right—“I would love to see a black president.” And instead of the post-racial utopia we were promised, we’ve now seen six years of ceaseless and escalating white-bashing. And unlike the puny 13% of the electorate that blacks comprise, women make up around half of all voters. And as many men realize but are perhaps too gelded to admit in public, many if not most women have an axe—or, more precisely, an axe wound—to grind with men.
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@kshaidle I think you have it backwards. If it weren't true, there'd be no need to call you a racist. They could just call you a liar.
— Dan Higgins (@boxcoach_dan) August 30, 2014
Halt Muslim immigration to the West, as I have been saying for over ten years.
Mark Steyn pens an instant classic, about Rotherham and beyond, that should break your heart and prick your conscience:
Not every Muslim wants to chop your head off. Not every Muslim wants to “groom” your 11-year-old daughter. But these pathologies nest within Islam, and thrive at the intersection of Islam and the west. As long as Islam is your biggest source of population growth – to the point where Mohammed is now the most popular boy’s name in Oslo – you’re not “tackling” the issue, and certainly not “head on”.
In a bizarre column even for the post-Conrad National Post, Afsun Qureshi suggests the best thing you could do to lessen the likelihood of being set upon by Muslims is to learn to recite the shahadah, “a testimony to the identity of Allah as the one true God, and Muhammad as his prophet”. She might be right. Wearing a burqa might help, too. Or the shalwar kameez. On the other hand, most of those Syrian men paraded through the desert in their BVDs to their rendezvous with death knew the shahadah, and a fat lot of good it did.
To recite the shahadah when you’re accosted on the streets is to accept the basic premise of your attackers – that Islam now has universal jurisdiction. There’s way too much of that already. In essence, the entire establishment of a South Yorkshire town accepted that the cultural mores of Islam superseded whatever squeamishness they might otherwise have about child rape.
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Let’s see how long my comment to this garbage stays up:
Springsteen and Frank Caruso will release their book, Outlaw Pete, on November 4 via Simon and Schuster.
Described by the publisher as a book “about a bank-robbing baby whose exploits become a meditation on sin, fate, and free will”, the story is based on the song of the same name from Springsteen’s album Working on a Dream which was, in turn, inspired by the 1950 children’s book Brave Cowboy Bill, also released by Simon and Schuster.
I’ll stick with this, thanks:
My wife and kids are Ho-Chunk Indians. They’ve all had DNA tests to prove it and if they scored below 25% Indian, they wouldn’t be in the tribe.
‘I hired a journalist (…) because I realised what journalists did: they took normal things and romanticised them’
Looking back at Frankie Goes To Hollywood, and the often-forgotten ultra-straight members of that nominally gay band:
They were a one-off: two self-styled “ferocious homosexuals” up front, backed by three prototype Liam Gallaghers, who were known as “The Lads”
“It was an unexpected combination of energies,” muses Morley, ever the pop theorist. “You had a truly great producer – the best in the world along with Quincy Jones – you had a slightly narcissistic journalist, you had this heterosexual scouse energy and this very exploratory gay energy, all mixed up in one place. It was a ridiculous formula and you couldn’t have planned it – it was too toxic. But the toxicity of it worked well creatively and commercially for a few months, until we woke up and realised we all hated each other, or certainly that we were very different from each other.” (…)
Gill, Nash and O’Toole – despite doubts about their musical input – were similarly essential, lad archetypes to offset the band’s arty epicureans. “They were Geordie Shore, three decades early,” laughs Morley. “They were the guys who, today, would be having sex on reality TV. A show that followed Frankie on tour would have been horribly sleazy. And yet their enormous capacity for vulgarity was part of the energy of the band. They may not have played on the records, and Trevor might have had night sweats about some of their exploits, but there’s no way you could have had Frankie without them.”
Seriously, though, do note that Chapman points to the amount of booze he was drinking.
When you’re drunk enough, for long enough, scenarios like “Catcher in the Rye is telling me to kill John Lennon — after I get his autograph” make 100% sense to you.
As Brown may or may not have said seconds before his death: I give up.
If the Ferguson police are forced to hire more minorities and women for the sake of diversity, the one thing we can be sure of is that more black people will be murdered, raped and assaulted.
Someone’s got to say it, so it might as well be me: I’m against more black people being murdered, raped and assaulted.
In a massive, detailed 2000 study of the effect of court-ordered affirmative action plans on police departments, economist John Lott found that the more minorities on a police force, the higher the rates of murder, manslaughter, violent crime, robbery and aggravated assault will be. Violent crime increased by a minimum of 3.3 percent every year after affirmative action policies went into effect — and the spike in crime was highest in black neighborhoods.
The problem was not with black cops, Lott’s study showed, but rather with the lowering of standards across the board, resulting in less-qualified officers of every race.
Turturro used to be the go-to guy if you wanted someone who was tightly wound and intense to very near a point of self-parody. (Think of Jesus Quintana in The Big Lebowski.)
Nowadays he plays a recurring character in the Transformer franchise.