I spoke with an activist who works with reformed gang members. He takes them to fundraisers thrown at Hollywood mansions, where they testify about the good things the program has done for them.
“But whenever I pick who will deliver the speech,” he confesses, “I always pick someone who is black. For two reasons.
First, white liberals associate poverty with black people: It’s a Civil Rights thing.
Second, if I got a Hispanic person to speak, the donors would feel uncomfortable. All their staff are Mexican: the maid, the cook, the gardener. They don’t want to think about what’s happening to those people’s kids while they’re in their homes working for the minimum wage.”
Of course, to well-indoctrinated Politically Correct white Americans, Japan’s lack of racial problems must seem like a bug, not a feature. How do they demonstrate their moral superiority over each other without minorities to use as props? (…)
The grip of this PC orthodoxy is remarkable. Before 1992, I had assumed, from having watched a lot of sports on TV and having noticed how people in Chicago, Houston, and Los Angeles actually live their lives, that nobody consciously believed it—that they were just being hypocritical.
But, after discovering Internet discussion groups way back in 1992, I can attest to the remarkable number of people who believe these talking points strongly enough to type them into a computer … anonymously.
The true White Man’s Burden turns out to be his intellectual distaste for reality, his need to believe in universal principles, even (or especially) when they are conspicuously counterfactual.
The more disastrous your ideals, the more pure your heart must be and the more evil your doubters. (…)
“For as long as most people there can remember, tensions between Armenians and Latinos at Grant have flared in late October. The 3,300-member student body, representing 32 cultures, is one of the most diverse in the San Fernando Valley. …
It’s hard to blame friction between Armenians and Mexicans on slavery or Jim Crow or outmoded stereotypes or white racism.
Indeed, they are a lot less distinctive in looks than are blacks and whites.
But they fight anyway.
A few years ago, I was walking around the Valley Glen neighborhood near Grant, amazed by the extraordinarily expensive 8-foot security fences topped with lethal finials that homeowners were erecting along the sidewalks. “How can Mexicans afford these crazy fences?” I wondered to myself. It was only on a second visit that I realized the people turning their yards into fortified bunkers were Armenians.
As far as I can tell, the maximum front-yard fence allowed in Los Angeles is 3’6″ tall, so these maximum security prison fences are illegal.
But government officials don’t like to mess with Armenians because they exhibit so much racial solidarity.(…)
Imagine if the three decades of fighting at Grant H.S. if the Armenian rioters had been fighting in the name of the white race instead of the Armenian race.
Remember the Jena Six brouhaha in an obscure town in Louisiana where six black football players beat a white kid unconscious? Remember how the media went nuts over white racism?
Well, Grant H.S. isn’t on the road from Natchez to Natchitoches, like Jena, it’s in the heart of the entertainment industry. There’s a film crew there every month.
If white kids at Grant had been attacking Mexicans for three decades, and if their white parents were putting up vicious fences to impale Mexicans and send the message that Mexicans aren’t wanted in the neighborhood, it would be a national scandal.