I remember very well when arguing that there were innate differences in IQ between blacks and whites was considered
not only hopelss, but insane. I was fighting hte Communists when the John Birch Society
insisted that the Communist Conspiracy directed from Moscow was a power beyond my simple
comprehension.
Only a few of us militantly denied it was true and we were denounced as fools.
I remember when Walter Cronkite was God and Dan Rather was His Son.
I remember when Bella Abzug was the Voice of Women. I remember when hippies were the Voice
of Youth.
Back then, a lot of people complained about this, but only a few of us militantly denied it was true. We were denounced as fools.
I remember decades when the Republican Party insisted it should ignore the “Wallace vote”
and concentrate on getting “The Negro Vote.”
Back then, a lot of people complained about this, but only a few of us militantly denied it was true. We were denounced as fools.
I remember the days when “Soylent Green” was an expression of what everybody knew, that
white American were having too many children.
Back then, a lot of people complained about this, but only a few of us militantly denied it was true. We were denounced as fools.
I remember in the 1980s when everybody insisted that the only difference between a baby boy
and baby girls was how they were raised.
Back then, a lot of people complained about this, but only a few of us militantly denied it was true. We were denounced as fools.
Far more important, I clearly remember that these were not academic theories. These were
all absolute realities. Even those who opposed them admitted they were unshakable.
I remember when, to the aveage Southener, New York City was God. Atlanta claimed it was
Little New York.
Back then, a lot of people complained about this, but only a few of us militantly denied it was true. We were denounced as fools.
So here I sit in the midst of today’s Absolute Unchanageable, Unchallengable Realities, waiting for the next shoe to fall.
For fifty years I have listened to Tough, Practical People tell me that the mext shoe cannot
fall.
This is a lonely and tiresome business.
But I am proud to be what I have always been. I am proud to be denounced as a fool, because us fools have been right.
#1 by Al Parker on 08/05/2006 - 11:08 pm
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The problem with Bob is that he lacks Universal Patriotism. A vacation at a Halliburton recreation camp would do him a lot of good.
#2 by PeterGene Budarick on 08/06/2006 - 8:54 am
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Have just added a link to make http://whitakeronline.org findable from my site
If is found in the list under:
http://www.quatzikosahan.com/html/Links.htm
Hope you don’t mind the company your a keepin there!
Will be working on it and find a way to incorporate your mantra too.
I am sorry, but my child-like brain cannot understand
what your commentor Al Parker means by “Universal Patriotism”
For me it just goes down as wordism!
Most likely i lack a sense of humour.
Best wishes as always
PGB.
#3 by Al Parker on 08/06/2006 - 3:55 pm
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Well, most people should recognize “universal patriotism” as an oxymoron. You’re not child-like, I’m trying to be obscure and enigmatic, just like Bob.
Bob’s writing forces people to think, which is not a fun process, but personally rewarding when understanding is achieved. Even the ADL, lacking juicy quotes, dislikes wrapping their collective brains around Bob’s writing except to say that he is “an ‘independent’ right-wing author” who “decries the ills of today’s society, and expresses racist views.”
#4 by joe rorke on 08/06/2006 - 5:31 pm
And “I Remember Mama.” Remember that one? What was it, 1947, ’48, ’49? On television. A Norwegian family. Just as white as you could hope for. Being part Viking, of course, I had to enjoy it. There was no Political Correctness religion then. Nobody looking over you shoulder demanding “inclusivity.” It was a better world. Much, much better.
As far as the next shoe is concerned fear not. It will fall. I can see the sole of said shoe right now.