Friday, July 31, 2020

Things I Do NOT Understand

Starting with COVID-19 and the homeless population and running right through the coin shortage.  The usual warnings and standards apply.

I'm white.  I've been white all my life.  A few weeks ago I spoke with my Lefty cousin 88 who somewhat loftily informed me that I was a cis-male and a bunch of other things that I can't remember, but which are used to indicate that I'm a man interested in red hot women with loose morals, and am willing to trade a certain amount of hot for a noted decline in moral fiber.  I'd been drinking at the time, but when I asked her to repeat it yesterday, she couldn't remember it either.  When she does, I'll post it.  Meanwhile, I found this, courtesy of some site or other I visit on a semi-regular basis: Courtesy of The Federalist, Quoting the Smithsoian

Smithsonian Pushes Racist Material Claiming ‘White Culture’ Is ‘Nuclear Family,’ ‘Self-Reliance,’ Being ‘Polite’
Huh.  Being polite, meaning I open doors and hold chairs for ladies.  I stand when a woman at the table stands, I stand up to be introduced to people, I don't interrupt someone unless the bar's on fire and it's time to leave, I'm kind to dogs and cats... anyone reading this hound knows what the rest of this is.

Here's The Federalist quoting the National Museum of African American History and Culture about Whiteness

The NMAAHC posted the following chart describing 'whiteness', but it vanished shortly after it was posted.  Here's the chart that started it all.
White Culture
From the NMAAHC:
Since yesterday, certain content in the “Talking About Race” portal has been the subject of questions that we have taken seriously. We have listened to public sentiment and have removed a chart that does not contribute to the productive discussion we had intended.

When I am told about our national heritage or about "civilization," I am shown that people of my color made it what it is.

The belief of white superiority has been part of the United States since its inception. The white European imperialists who settled here believed they were inherently superior to nonwhite groups. These beliefs justified atrocities like the genocide of Native Americans and nearly 250 years of African slavery. After slavery, white supremacist ideologies manifested into a series of laws that would limit the freedom of African Americans, known as Black Codes and Jim Crow. White supremacy and its legacy can still be found in our legal system and other institutions through coded language and targeted practices.
What the NMAAHC and their allies fail to mention is that the path to slavery started in Africa.  One tribe would go to war with another, and the captives would be traded to non-Africans as slaves in exchange for whatever the victors deemed valuable.  From Africa, most of these slaves went to Haiti, where they worked as slave labor.  From Haiti, they were bought, traded, and sold to slave owners in North America, which would eventually become the United States.  The African slaves and the American Indians had one thing in common: culture.  All of these were hunter-gatherer tribes, and were just beginning to develop agriculture in limited areas.  The conquerors had firearms and metal working.

The site fails to mention the BLM, NBP, and NAACP members who hate me because I'm white, the taco benders who hate the blacks, the nine irons hating on the dagos, and the Boheems who would cheerfully hate everyone if they could sober up long enough to string two coherent thoughts together.

Silver Shortage

I got hungry last night and didn't want to cook, so I took a drive down Main Street.  Taco Bell had the shortest line at the drive through (which should have tipped me off, but I'm not all that bright), so I pulled in.  Look, the FDA has certified that whatever slop they're pushing is, by definition, eatable food.  I'm hungry; that's food.  I paid with a double sawbuck, and the genius at the drive through window shorts me a quarter with the explanation that "There's a change shortage, so we can only give you $12.50."
I ponder this for a tenth of a second.
"How much am I owed?"
"How much change should I be getting back?"
"So give me $12.75."
She retreats, closing the window behind her.  She confers with her manager, a fifty year old beanpole whose hands shake and who is sweating.  This one is going cold turkey over something, and thirty years ago I would have bet he was a booze hound and the old lady made him go on the wagon.  But now?  He's got his teeth, so probably some opium based substance.
She hands me $12.75.

You know, this change shortage business is some kind of scam being perpetrated by the Federal Government for some reason I can't guess.  I'm not going along with it.  Whatever vendor I'm doing business with can give me back my correct change - end of story.

I stop at the pharmacy to pick up a giant bottle of Pepto-Bismol, and I walk right into a cloud of cheap perfume and human stink.  Someone enlighten me: Why do fat black women wear too much perfume, and why do they smell like a stopped up kitchen sink?  Everywhere I go, I run into this and my eyes burn, I can't breathe, and my lungs threaten to collapse.

And boom cars.  The bass threatens to crack the windows of my home.  I can't for the life of me imagine what it's like inside a boom car.

The State of Ohio has a noise ordinance, but none of the cops enforce it.  I'd like to see them give the owner of the car a choice; have the car impounded and be ticketed for excessive noise, or take this hammer and apply it to your stereo system until we the offended are satisfied.

Ah, well.  It's getting late and I want a martini.


Ed Bonderenka said...

In general. Yes.

CWMartin said...

All I can comment is half of the old ribald proverb: "If it smells like perfume, leave the room..."