Saturday, May 17, 2014

Eliminating Racism: Unintended Consequences

Insofar as "racism" means anything, and it is usually used so broadly and vaguely that it really doesn't mean anything, eliminating it is problematical. Let's do an ad hoc definition (if you don't define it every time you use it, you're just blathering) of "having a bad opinion of a different race." And again, for our purposes, we'll allow "race" to mean a population that differs enough to have a name applied to it, like "Blacks," "Gypsies," "Japanese," or "Canadians." I know full well that not all such groups actually constitute discrete races, but we're talking about attitudes here. And, sticking with that definition, we come to the odd realization that American Whites are probable less guilty of racism than any other group on Earth. More about that below.

So if you have a bad opinion of, say, Scots, what are we to do about it? What if your opinion is based on your experience with Scots? You find their religion annoying, you don't like the food they eat, and you think bagpipes sound awful? There are lots of approaches. You can point out that not all Scots are Presbyterians, some Scots despise haggis and eat McDonald's instead, and many Scots are even sicker of bagpipes than you are. But that's not a solution to your general dislike of Scots, because you never thought they were all that way in the first place.

Another method is to just tell you you're mistaken. None of those things are true of Scots at all, and you've been misled by the media, or prejudice, or something. That's not likely to work very well, as it requires that you don't believe your own eyes.

Another way is to point out that all these Scottish attributes you dislike are just proof of your own character flaws. They're there, but they're good, and the fact that you dislike them makes you bad. Check your non-Scottish privilege.

All three methods are used by liberals in one combination or another. And they're all bogus.

And if you don't believe me, check in with a real Scot, Gavin McInnes, at Takimag:

The Myth of Prejudice

I don’t believe in racism, sexism, or homophobia. There, I said it. While all three are prevalent all over the world, I don’t think they exist here in the West. Of course, there is a kid in a schoolyard right now saying “Nigger,” but there are so many black kids saying the same sort of thing about white people, it cancels itself out. There are some nutbars out there who don’t like people just because they’re black, but there are so many others who lavish preferential treatment on blacks, the sum of the game is zero racism.

Some of my best friends are black and many of them turn purple with rage when I suggest this possibility. The most common response is that I may not even ponder such things because I’m white. One woman told me about the hell she goes through as a person of color because store employees follow her around like she’s a shoplifter. She is the only individual in her family who has an education. Her sister is in jail and both her brothers are dead from gang-related murders. The shopkeepers who are suspicious of her are only off by one sibling. That’s not prejudice. That’s postjudice. What’s more important than leering stares is that she had the same opportunities as everyone else. Because she tried hard in school and refused to waste time partying, she became a successful and happy Woman of Color.
“Have you ever watched porn right after you’re done masturbating? It’s horrific. ‘What is wrong with these animals?’ I’ll often say with a tissue in one hand as I close my computer.”

My dad grew up in the slums of Glasgow. He worked hard so he got scholarships to private school. Back then, being a student was worse than being a fag. Wearing a private school blazer was like wearing a Klansman’s uniform in Harlem, and you had to literally fight your way to school every day. He did. And now he’s rich. The idea that a corporation is going to ignore a great resume because the name at the top sounds black is preposterous. I’ve been hiring people for 15 years and qualified applicants are hard to come by.

Sure, we say bad things about a race sometimes when we’re drinking a beer in a bar. Nobody says it more than nonwhites. Hearing an old black guy talk about Jews would make Hitler blush. If an old Korean found out that his daughter was dating a black man, he’d spontaneously combust. If you killed every racist in the country right now, America would be all white again. And you’d be wrong to kill all those minorities. They don’t really mean it. People are too selfish to genuinely be racist. If a guy meets someone who loves his favorite sports team and agrees with him politically and they share the same sense of humor, he’s not going to deny himself that company. Oh, we found out that somebody whispered something racist to his mistress. He said she can sleep with black guys but he doesn’t want it thrown in his face. Ooooh, what a “racist.”

I know a Paki in Queens who grew up broke with a single mom, but he did his homework and never missed class. This got him a scholarship to a community college and he graduated with honors for free. He described the whole experience as “easy” and added, “All you really have to do is show up.” I hired him and he worked for me for years until I couldn’t compete with all the job offers he was getting.
(Read the rest HERE.)
Quibcag: I thought it appropriate to illustrate the quote with the most diverse anime I know of, Black Lagoon (ブラック・ラグーン Burakku Ragūn), From left to right we have a Jew, a Japanese, a Chinese, and an American Black.

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