Archive for January 18th, 2006
Why a Straight White Man Doesn’t LIKE Women
Posted by Bob in How Things Work on 01/18/2006
I was watching an episode of the BBC show, “Blackadder.”
Talking about his daughter, the character said, “I would just as soon put my John Thomas into the hands of a madman with scissors as I would marry her to a man who didn’t love her!”
On another sitcom — this one in the US — someone was trying to explain to an idiot character that the fraternity he was trying to join was homosexual. His sister said, “YOu know, they really don’t like girls.:
His reply was profound, “Nobody likes girls. We like that they’ve GOT!”
A white man’s situation with reagrd to white women was precisely stated by Al Bundy:
“They’ve got us by our BOBBINS!”
Everything we are is wrapped up in nubile white women.
We have to tell them that we love them dearly.
The Old Testment Jehovah concentrated entirely on himself. But we were suppose not only to obey him out of the Fear Of God, we were supposed to love him no matter what he decided to do to us.
Our ideal was Job:
Kill our families, give us diseases, all on a bet with Satan, and we will love you, Lord.
After Jehovah had won his bet with Satan, Jehovah gave Job another family. The one Job had had stayed dead. JOb loved them dearly but the fact that they had died horribly meant nothing to him.
Job strikes me as a callous SOB.
So white women say, “We will do what we damned well please and we will only mate with you if you LOVE us.”
I think that this Job and Jehovah business is acceptable to us because we are in the same position relative to white women.
Nubile white women can salivate over the stinkingest, vilest black thing imaginable if he treats them right or dances well.
We are supposed to “respect” that and love them. We are supposed to say that this does not make us feel vulnerable. We are supposed to be too macho for the power nubile white women have to be bothered by it.
Jews know how to exploit that macho crap. Jews love to say that we are just being jealous or suffering a castration complex. So we deny it vigorously.
The problem is that we are lying.
No, I don’t LIKE white women. They are all I have, and they demand the right to use that power any way they feel like it.
Castration complex? Jealousy?
Whatever it is, let me plead guilty to it.
Peter
Posted by Bob in Comment Responses on 01/18/2006
Pandering or Professionalism?
Posted by Bob in Coaching Session on 01/18/2006
Please read the article below before reading this one.
It was hard work.
I am apologizing for knowing a lot of stuff yu don’t know.
At the same time you wouldn’t be reading this if you didn’t think I know a lot of stuff in my own field that you don’t know.
A professional politico is like a professional comedian: He must direct his words to each audience separately. A comedian simply does not direct the same jokes to a roomful of Orthodox Jews that he would tell at a Baptist Convention.
The comedian makes his living doing this. He knows a lot of jokes that that particular audience will not understand.
Some of those other jokes he thinks are a lot funnier than the ones he tells.
If he is a PROFESSIONAl, he damned well BETTER know more jokes than he tells you.
But he ignores the jokes he thinks are funnier and only tells the ones that are undersandable and therefore FUNNY to the audience in front of him.
Now tell me ask you something:
Is this comedian practicing his profession or is he PANDERING to his audience?
Both.
Here comes another Whitakerism:
Professional is exactly the same thing as pandering.
The problem with experts and self-syled “artists” is that they have not learned the rule the rest of us learned by the age of six:
People don’t PAY you to do as you wish.
So when they do what people pay them to do they say they are “pandering.”
Grownups don’t use that word much. If I say I am “pandering” to you, it means I do not feel that I need to explain as much as I do. You’re smarter than that. It is both a putdown and a compliment.
“Artists” say they are “pandering” because they are ALWAYS smarter than you are.
A lot of people say to me, “What really puzzles me is how hard it is for me to WRITE. I can express myself perfectly when I talk, but I can’t get it into writing.”
I then ask them, “can you fix a car?” Unless that is their job, they answer that they can’t, and wonder why I asked them such a question.
I then say, “I worked my butt off learning to write and I would have to work my butt off to learn how to fix a car. Why in heaven’s name do you think you shold just be able to sit down and WRITE?”
I could always TALK too.
I could talk to myself very fluently. I understood every word I said.
Writing only got to be WORK when I had to learn to sit down and write for YOU.
An “artist” would call that PANDERING. He says he sees no reason why he should have to come “down” to your level.
And a lot of people worry about being pandered TO.
I know a LOT of things you don’t know.
And vice-versa.
That is the reason speech was invented.
What an artist calls PANDERING is what I call it professionalism.
Writers must get over the illusion that they are better than plumbers.
As a matter of fact, the real world tells us just the opposite every day. A professional plumber can get a good job any day of the week damned near anywhere that is fit to live. A professional writer had better have some real skill or he won’t be able to buy breakfast.
A person who thinks he is a “professional artist” and who thinks he is “pandering” is in even worse shape than a professional writer. He still believes what he believed in Kindergarten, that whatever he produces is worthwhile bcause HE did it.
Let me tell you a little secret that will keep the people who worry about “pandering” awake at might:
Your plumber is PANDERING to you.
Plumbers talk to you because they HAVE to. They explain, each time, what you will understand and how much it will cost you, in YOUR terms.
And they get VERY sick of doing that ten times every day.
Do you think a professional plumber would rather explain things for the thousandth time to another customer, or do you think he would enjoy it more if he could get into the details with another plumber?
A real talk between two plumbers in front of me might as well be two Martians talking: “Is the gradient flushing? No, the flange is warrst. You know how the lower pipes gilk? You need to grungethem first.”
All this fascinates plumbers but it leaves me cold.
If you want to see it that way, all professionals are patronizing you. It is just the ones who haven’t grown up who really believe that.
The Reason I Wrote “For Granted!!!”
Posted by Bob in Coaching Session on 01/18/2006
I haven’t looked forward to this, because it is hard to write.
Let me begin this at an angle by talking about humor.
You and I know that nothing falls flatter than a joke you have to EXPLAIN.
So let me state a Whitakerism, which means that I am looking at something so obvious that we tend not to analyze it because it so generally understood that it is part of the background.
The Whitakerism is this:
Humor begins with common ground.
Bible Belt humor begins with the assumption that we are all familiar with the Bible. Try a joke like this:
“Do you believe in baptism?”
“BELIEVE in it? Hell, I’ve seen it DONE!”
A Moslem or an Oriental would not have the slightest inkling about what this joke was about.
To get the joke, we assume that all of us understand what “Do you believe in baptism” means in a theological context. You must know what Original Sin is. To see the humor of this you must have some idea of the history of the bloody history connected with this question.
When you say, “I’ve seen it DONE.” you come down from all that with a thump.
But to hear the thump, you must understand what you are coming down FROM.
You do not have to be an intellectual giant to understood that joke. But you do have to have a certain common background.
Somebody who does not understand baseball would have a hard time understanding why you are standing there cheering because someone caught a fly ball.
You cannot make very interesting comments about baseball if you have to explain the entire rules of the game before each comment.
Now you are in a position to understand why “For GRANTED!” is so important to me.
I have a hard time explaining many of my observations as a professional in my particular area if I have to explain the rules of the game constantly.
That’s too bad, Bob, because that is largely what my profession IS. Professional politics should consist of explaining the game to people.
To my sister it was a contradiction that people dedicating their lives to the study of political science had not the slightest interest in real politics. This brought me up short and reminded me of the world Where those who do not live in my world reside:
THEIRS is the REAL world, not mine.
The field as a professional sees it is always going to be different from the world as others see it. That is the ONLY reason he gets PAID.
You don’t need to hire anybody to have opinions. You DO have to hire somebody to express what you conider INFORMED opinions.
The reason you are here is because I have thought out your opinions.
The reason you are here is because what I say makes sense IN YOUR TERMS.
But, as a professional, I see some things you don’t see.
To give a concrete example, if I am talking to someone who refers to Cuba as “socialist” I will go on with the assumption that this person is a Marxist.
Why? Because he has just told me he is a Marxist.
To anyone else, Cuba is what it calls itself, a Communist state. But in Marxist theology, “communist” is a technical term. Marx said that all the countries on earth are either in a socialist state or they are capitalist or feudal. A socialist state like Cuba is trying to REACH communism.
In EXACTLY the same way, it woud be hard for a person not schooled in Christian theolgy to understand that a Christian, who has used the word “damn” so much, attaches such grim importance to the word “damned. Like a “counist” society, a Damned soul is entirely different.
A person who refers to Cuba as “socialist” has told me he is Marxist.
Likewise a person who says “THE National Review” has told me has not been a part of the conservative political movement.
Everybody who has been INSIDE the conservative movement refers to that publication as “National Review. When he says, “THE National Review” he is telling you a lot about himself, just as the person who says “socialist Cuba” is telling you about himself.
Einstein got caught by other physicists when he divided by zero. I catch theorists all the time using some phrase that means, “You are not allowed to argue with this.”
Most of you will never learn what I take for granted. But I am begging for a few of you who think it worth your while to find out.
Ego? Me? I’m too Perfect
Posted by Bob in Comment Responses on 01/18/2006
On taking things for granted, Derek says,
“I think that ego makes you take things for granted. One of my friends is very intelligent and people tell him that all the time. I think that it goes to his head so much that no one else can offer any other valid viewpoint unless it compliments his own. ”
“Perhaps this was your problem Bob. You are too smart. Or at least someone tells you are.”
Comment by Derek —
Two of the most popular books ever written started out by emphasizing the word “I.”
Montesquie started out his Essays by saying that they were all about him because he was the only person he really knew.
Ben Frnaklin began his Autobiographyby saying it was largely a matter of ego.
But these two eighteenth-century books still sell like hotcakes while endless numbers of volumes dedicated to “objectivity” are inteh garbage bin where they belong.
If those writings were only about Franklin and Montesquie they would have died with their authors.
But both those books began on a very healthy note. Both men reminded you that what was being written was being put down by a fallible human being whom you, as anohter fallible human being, would have to judge on your own.
In fact, this sort of writing was almost an invention of the eighteenth century. It was a historical breakthrough. Writings prior to that time had always tried to set down pure objectivity. No one said, “This is my belief, but that is just me talking.”
One of the most fascinating and unnoticed phenomena in history was the way egery relgious group imposed its script on everybody in that religious group. We see this in the way that Yiddish, which is old German, was originally written entirely in Hebrew script.
Christian literature was in Greek and roman script only. That is why heiroglyphics disappeared with the advent of Christianity in Egypt. When Islam conquered the Middle East, all the Moslem areas had Arabic script, in which the Koran had been written, imposed on them, including what had been the Byzantine Empire.
The ancient Persian script was burned and Iran began to use only Arabic script.
The point here is that writing was supposed to represent something wholly different from mere talk. Anything addressed to the public ceased to be a personal opinion.
As with Political Correctness today, each religion and each philosophy and each history did not use phrases like, “I have concluded that …” or “the concensus is…”
Te very idea that one had a right to have a particular point of view was simply not part of pre-eighteenth century thinking.
I have said that I take things for granted that others who have not been along for as long as I have find surpising. One of htese things is that the novel use of “my opinion” in the eighteenth century represented the pppoiste of ego.
On the contrary, it marked the time when the writer took it for granted that his was NOT the only opinion.
It was a giant historical step AWAY from the worship of writing for its own sake when authors began to use phrases like, “I tend to come down onthe side of …”
I would be fascinated if you could find me a single example of that sort of phrase in any writing before 1700.
This does degenerate into ego. I don’t always practice what I preach.
But my invitation is the one that Peter has made use of. I tell you I have a bellyache or a prejudice, and I expect you to do the same thing.
I state my own opinions as objective truth because, for me, they are the truth as I see it. But the last three words are the difference between thought and Wordism.
As Elizabeth ssays, she has been reading my stuff since before WOL was founded in 1998, and she hasnoticed that there isone person I have disagreed with more than I have with anybody else.
That person’s name is Bob Whitaker.
I have said many times that in order to be a writer you have to have an ego that makes Mount Everest look like a bump. I take my opinions very seriously, and when I am wrong, I say so.
On the other hand, a writer who admits that what he says is just his opinion must depend on a massive ego.
Someone commenting on the Bible or the Koran has no doubt that his every word is precious. He is telling the truth, and it is God’s Truth, not his own.
But once you write down your OWN pint of view, you must have a tall ego to say that a person should take time out to read what YOU say.
In real terms, the Wordist honestly believes he is the soul of modesty. He is merely telling you the Revealed Truth.
I PRESUME to tell you MY opinions, My conclusions, My observations.
So who is really the more self-righteous, the person who presumes that his own ideas are worth reading, or the person who is convinced that his every word is Objective Truth?




Peter Appeals to a Higher Court
Posted by Bob in Comment Responses on 01/18/2006
I have a Big Sister.
She is a little over half my size and is well into her seventies.
My Big Sister is the sweetest person you will ever meet and is willing to do anything for you.
But she is one of those Southern Females. Which means that she scares the hell out of us Tough Southern Males.
In Japan, Gone With the Wind is STILL the most popular show.
Why? Because Japanese women consider it the ultimate explanation of themselves. On the surface, a woman is to be altogether feminine, smiling and accommodating.
Scarlette O’Hara had not a trace of the masculine in her.
But a shrinking violet Scarlette was not.
Which is why a very popular movie about Southern women was called, “Steel Magnolias.”
My sister is a very sweet, completely feminine piece of tungsten steel. She doesn’t scare me exactly, but I know how to stay out of the way.
I talked to my Big Sister today. She reads this blog and she wondered where Peter was.
She thinks Peter is great.
By an odd coincidence, I decided today that Peter is great, too. That doesn’t mean I’m skeert of my Big Sister.
All it means is that discretion is the better part of valor.
I ain’t skeert.
I just have one hell of a lot of discretion.
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