May 15th 09, 06:13 AM
On the Visual Displacement of the White Race
Edmund Connelly
May 15, 2009
>> " I’ve been observing and studying the fall of Western man for about two decades now. For a number of years I could not really understand the process, but eventually I caught on. I’ve shared my fears and observations about our displacement with friends and family in a haphazard way but it was not until this winter that I systematically reached out to try to warn them. More than the election of the first African American president last fall, it was the sudden implosion of the economy that convinced me that my minimum duty was to at least pass on my estimation that a few basic measures of preventive self defense were in order.
Before talking to anyone, however, I pondered the likely response to
my warnings. Like almost every White racialist out there, I’ve
experienced rejection from nearly every White I’ve talked to. Why this
is so remains a mystery to me, for the evidence of White decline is
everywhere. Sure, humans are prone to denial, but how can it continue
this far past the obvious?
Denial or not, I resolved to go one step beyond the writing I’ve been
doing to actually talk to specific friends and family members about
the elevated risks they face simply by being a White person in today’s
America. Of particular concern are the naďve young women in my
family.
Looking back on it, the impetus for this personal campaign probably
came from a column by the editor of The Occidental Quarterly, Greg
Johnson. Mr. Johnson used the occasion of the release of a low-keyed
video about race in America to ponder precisely what I’m talking
about. In his words: “When a White person awakens to our race’s peril,
the first impulse—and the first duty—is to try to awaken others. But
where to begin?”
His decision was to “highly recommend Craig Bodeker’s masterful 58
minute documentary A Conversation about Race. It is an ideal first
step on the road to racial awakening.” Taking this advice, I started
there, ordering a copy for my brother in Virginia. A blue collar man,
he’s been hard hit his whole life by stagnant or declining wages, in
part due to the massive immigration—legal and illegal—of laborers with
little education. Since he’s a nice guy who is at least superficially
willing to listen to my ideas on race, I figured he’d react
favorably.
A Conversation about Race
I sent him a copy of the documentary, which he acknowledged receiving,
but in subsequent e-mails and phone conversations, he’s never brought
up the subject. I have to assume then that he simply has chosen not to
watch it. And it’s not that he doesn’t like to watch TV. On the
contrary, he’s one of those guys who watches hours and hours of it
after work and on weekends. I can always get a pretty good idea of
what the latest popular sayings or phrases are just by listening to
him.
Well, my brother was just a start. Being Irish America of a certain
generation, I’ve got a good number of relatives both back in my
hometown and spread out across America. Cousin Mike, for one, is about
as good as they come. A few years younger than me, he never went to
college but has worked hard enough all these years to allow his horse-
loving wife to be a stay-at-home mom. (It helps that land and home
prices in small town America are still low.)
As a self-employed businessman—a guy who works with his hands but also
has to focus on the bottom line—Mike is probably a little more serious
about events than the average guy his age. That’s why I approached him
in a unique way. In essence, I made him an offer: “Mike, I’ve got cash
in a bank that might be going under someday soon and I can’t be sure
federal insurance will mean a lot at that point. Thus, I’d rather use
some of that money to buy something here and now that could make a big
difference in our lives: I’m willing to pay for whatever firearms and
ammo you would feel comfortable owning.”
Because Mike knows how to use dangerous tools and has a fairly sharp
sense of what human beings can be capable of in a pinch, I thought it
better that he rather than more innocent relatives be in charge of
legal firearms. Unfortunately, I never heard back from him.
Now before you get worried about this talk of firearms, let me state
directly what worries me most: the chance that our society will even
more extensively allow our underclass to blame Whites for whatever
perceived misdeeds the underclass feels we are responsible for, and
worse, to tacitly allow them to act on their sense of resentment or
vengeance more than they already do. And it’s not even the carjacking
or street crime that most worries me; it’s the rape.
If you’re reading this column, you don’t have to be reminded of the
sources for statistics on this kind of thing. We’ve got the hard
science from the likes of Philippe Rushton, Richard Lynn, and Richard
Hernnstein and Charles Murray. Further, we have the aggregated figures
on the highly elevated rates of Black crime as documented in The Color
of Crime, which comes from the same team that has consistently brought
us the race realism writing of Jared Taylor and his writers at
American Renaissance.
VDARE.com has a veritable stable of race realist writers, while the
more courageous individual can go to a place like David Duke’s website
for unvarnished discussions of the problems we Whites face—and the
people who are mainly responsible for our plight. Or you could visit
Western Voices World News or maybe Ziopedia. (For the more aurally
oriented, one might turn to James Edwards’ radio show The Political
Cesspool, which was just mentioned in a front-page story in The London
Times.)
My point is this—there are many good sources for finding out about the
scourge we Whites generally face today in America (and Canada,
England, etc.) And like I said, one of the most fearful is Black-on-
White rape. In addition to a brother, I have four sisters, and among
the six of us we have a lot of young White girls, mostly blondes.
Maybe now you can see why I’m worried.
We race realists all have something that triggered our escape from the
imposed lies about racial equality and the ideology of unique White
wickedness. For me, it was certainly the Wichita Massacre, in which
five young Whites were raped and/or murdered by two Black men in a
horrendous attack—one which our national media utterly ignored. For
others it may have been the Knoxville slayings, or maybe the way the
news media focus far more on the alleged crimes of White men, as in
the Duke Lacrosse rape hoax or the Jena 6 fraud.
In any case, you readers know the score about interracial crime,
which, as Greg Johnson tells us, Bodeker discusses openly in his race
documentary:
In the United States in 2005, 37,000 White women were raped by Blacks,
while in the same period “fewer than ten” Black women were raped by
Whites. (The odd locution “fewer than ten” rather than a specific
number leads me to think that the number could be zero, but that the
statistical margin of error is ten.) Bodeker then makes another
brilliant point: according to the conventional wisdom on racism, we
are supposed to be worried if, on any given day, a White person
somewhere in America is harboring racist attitudes towards Blacks; but
if one is concerned that, on the very same day, one hundred White
women are being raped by Blacks, that is racism most foul.
What I’m trying to do here is understand why what is obvious to me and
other race realists is so stubbornly resisted by my friends and
family. I mean, what more than is already happening will it take to
wake them from their stupor? As an academic, my approach has been
through the written word, often in ways that might test the patience
of the general reader. Still, I think even my academic prose is
accessible and, because it is almost exclusively focused on popular
culture, of interest to a wide audience.
For instance, my thirty-something columns at this site cover a broad
range of popular culture. My longer works in The Occidental Quarterly
do the same but in far more depth. The most popular essay to date
seems to be one on television—The Jews of Prime Time. Others can be
read here, here and here (this year expect three more essays in my
"Understanding Hollywood" series).
My focus on Hollywood comes from the common assumption—heavily
supported by an immense body of scholarship—that media influence the
way a population thinks and acts. For example, a major thrust of Kevin
MacDonald's recent work (see also here and here) is on showing the
power of culture to shape attitudes and control behavior. As he says,
"It's the culture, stupid."
And it is not only media like film, television and newsprint that do
this. It can also be advertising, even in ways that are not directly
related to the bottom line.
For instance, the blatantly anti-White male series run by Washington
Mutual Bank (WaMu) a few years back is unmistakable in its disdain for
traditional White society. The conceit is that a nonthreatening and
personable Black man in khaki trousers is superior to the crowd of
stuffy White (non-Jewish) male bankers who are "from the last
century." Have a look. As we are introduced to a series of White male
faces, the narrator intones, “They’re out of touch. They’re old
fashioned. They’re greedy.” In contrast, the audience consists of
“regular people.” You know, Black women, Pakistani immigrants, and
most of all our Black male emcee. The White males are imbeciles — one
stating "I'm clueless and rich."
Another commercial in the series has the herd of White male bankers
threatening to jump from the roof of the bank because super banker
Bill (the African American) has introduced wildly successful new
banking products that the White bankers had never dreamed of. The ad
closes with the bankers’ wives being hydraulically lifted to the roof
to berate their emasculated banker husbands.
In perhaps the most offensive version, our Black banker Bill explains
the source of WaMu’s success. Taking a secret elevator down into the
basement, he reveals his secret: “Here at WaMu we have the bankers’
pen. It’s simple—If these stodgy old bankers think an idea is wrong,
then we know it’s right.” When the pen of White bankers gets riled up
over the new business practices Bill has overseen, he placates them by
having a large champagne dispenser lowered into the cage, just as baby
calves are bottle fed out in the barn.
(Far be it from me to gloat over the failures of multiculturalism, but
I did notice that last fall WaMu went bankrupt. I guess Black banker
Bill’s ideas were not that applicable in the real world.)
I know my friends and relatives are watching such advertising all the
time. In addition to a similar message of White displacement being
preached at all levels of education (ever look at the textbooks your
kids are assigned?), the meaning is crystal clear. Why the denial,
then?
Honestly, this kind of image is now part of the furniture that is
found in the American living room. Think about Jon Stewart’s The Daily
Show for starters. For many Americans — especially young adults, he
sets the stage for viewing reality. Now, I know what the response of
the vast majority of Whites is to anti-White images: as long as they
are funny, anything goes. It doesn't’ matter how vile, untrue or
damaging the images are, just as long as they are funny. Needless to
say, Blacks, Jews, women, and a string of other minorities long ago
learned that humor was one of the most effective ways to attack,
belittle and disenfranchise a target group. Whites in general,
however, are clueless.
For instance, The Daily Show recently ran a skit called White in
America—the Children, which operated on a number of levels. The most
basic message was that Whites’ days as majority Americans were
numbered. Stewart opens the skit by announcing that “President Obama
was elected on a message of change. But is that change good for
everyone?” Light-skinned Black Larry Wilmore adopts the role of
reporter, introducing one set of Americans at risk: “There is one
group of Americans who are now facing the biggest challenge in their
history: White people.”
This “once proud race” faces dispossession at the hands of Blacks,
Asians “and most rapidly, Latinos” (the transition being represented
in the skit by White minivans being replaced by Black cars, Asian
motorcycles and low-rider Mexican American cars). In a faux-serious
interview, Wilmore faces a group of eight White children and tries to
make them understand that their future is bleak. The children—
brainwashed already by a steady diet of multiculturalism—are not only
in denial about their prospects, they positively welcome the coming
change.
The only blonde young girl, for instance, testily responds to
observations about her group’s decline, blurting out “We’re not upset
in any way, shape or form.” More realistic about race realities,
interviewer Wilmore solemnly informs them: “You will be.”
Of course he is absolutely right. Displacement and loss of power have
been utterly devastating to groups throughout history. Think how well
Americans Indians have fared. Or modern Palestinians. To fail to be
upset by such a prospect goes far beyond mere denial, it seems to me.
To give up power in a situation where the groups who inherit power
(particularly Jews, Blacks, and Latinos) have historical grudges
against Whites seems the ultimate folly.
Showing his well-rehearsed multicultural response to the “inevitable”
coming changes in America, a White boy quizzes Wilmore, asking “What
if this happens and only good change occurs in America?” What kind of
Kool-Aid are such young White children already drinking? Perhaps it's
understandable that White children believe these things. The truly
pathetic part is that such childish fantasies of about the future of
Whites in multicultural America are believed by White adults.
Again, I want to stress the pervasiveness of such images of White
dispossession. As mentioned, I’ve written extensively about
Hollywood’s scripted replacement of Whites, but you can find it just
about everywhere. The venerable Atlantic Monthly, for instance, has
for some years now been running prominent ads from the top
corporations in America—Microsoft, UPS, Lockheed Martin, etc.—that
visually celebrate the coming diversity they see in our future.
Aerospace giant Lockheed Martin, for example, envisions their future
rockets being built by a whole range of races — completely unlike the
real history of rocketry, where White males did all the thinking,
designing and building.
Lockheed Martin ad with future rocket scientists
Microsoft took an even more blatant approach to the same idea,
announcing: “We see a rocket scientist.” In the picture, a Black youth
is the future rocket scientist. (The odds of someone from a population
with an average IQ of 85 producing a rocket scientist are miniscule.)
Around him are an Asian boy, a presumably Hispanic boy, a mulatto
girl, and two White girls. Real White male rocket scientists and
astronauts need not apply.
Microsoft ad: “We see a rocket scientist” (I don't)
To be sure, NASA itself has been part of this lunge toward diversity,
scrapping its all-White male pool of Apollo astronauts for a
predictably diverse cast, such as we see here in a crew photo of the
space shuttle astronauts who died in the 1986 Challenger explosion:
Space Shuttle Challenger Crew
Space Shuttle Columbia Crew, with Israeli flag
(Nearly two decades later, the multicultural look was still in force
at NASA, though the second time a shuttle orbiter was lost, an Israeli
was among the crew. This made for a good photo op with both nations'
flags.)
My favorite ad is another Lockheed Martin creation, this one
celebrating the joys of diversity in (allegedly) fostering unique
perspectives and innovation — which is why the world has seen such
stunning fighter jets conceived and produced in places ranging from
Mozambique to Polynesia to Ecuador. Here are the people who will be
responsible for Lockheed Martin’s future jets. You go, girls!
Lockheed Martin ad featuring non-White female space scientists
The gauntlet laid down for the White race is formidable: demographics,
immigration, affirmative action, White self-hate, and the relentless
efforts of Jewish groups to eliminate Whites as rivals for world
domination.
But I don’t know. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe there is room for optimism,
such as that displayed by VDARE’s Steve Sailer, who recently wrote,
“The interaction of government-sponsored non-traditional immigration
and “disparate impact” affirmative action constitutes a doomsday
machine the will rapidly dispossess, and probably seriously
radicalize, White America. It’s a recipe for revolution.”
Obviously, I don’t see our dispossession as positive, but I sure would
be happy if Sailer is right about a coming White revolution. Sadly, I
just don’t see it—and the non-responses of my friends and family
discussed above strikes me as typical.
No doubt what really turns people off is when I persist in discussing
what I see as the root cause of White dispossession: Jewish activism.
We at The Occidental Observer have focused on this cause since the
inception of the website last year. I insist on this because I believe
political philosopher Carl Schmitt was right: “It’s not only you who
chooses your enemy, it’s more often your enemy who chooses you.” <<
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Edmund Connelly
May 15, 2009
>> " I’ve been observing and studying the fall of Western man for about two decades now. For a number of years I could not really understand the process, but eventually I caught on. I’ve shared my fears and observations about our displacement with friends and family in a haphazard way but it was not until this winter that I systematically reached out to try to warn them. More than the election of the first African American president last fall, it was the sudden implosion of the economy that convinced me that my minimum duty was to at least pass on my estimation that a few basic measures of preventive self defense were in order.
Before talking to anyone, however, I pondered the likely response to
my warnings. Like almost every White racialist out there, I’ve
experienced rejection from nearly every White I’ve talked to. Why this
is so remains a mystery to me, for the evidence of White decline is
everywhere. Sure, humans are prone to denial, but how can it continue
this far past the obvious?
Denial or not, I resolved to go one step beyond the writing I’ve been
doing to actually talk to specific friends and family members about
the elevated risks they face simply by being a White person in today’s
America. Of particular concern are the naďve young women in my
family.
Looking back on it, the impetus for this personal campaign probably
came from a column by the editor of The Occidental Quarterly, Greg
Johnson. Mr. Johnson used the occasion of the release of a low-keyed
video about race in America to ponder precisely what I’m talking
about. In his words: “When a White person awakens to our race’s peril,
the first impulse—and the first duty—is to try to awaken others. But
where to begin?”
His decision was to “highly recommend Craig Bodeker’s masterful 58
minute documentary A Conversation about Race. It is an ideal first
step on the road to racial awakening.” Taking this advice, I started
there, ordering a copy for my brother in Virginia. A blue collar man,
he’s been hard hit his whole life by stagnant or declining wages, in
part due to the massive immigration—legal and illegal—of laborers with
little education. Since he’s a nice guy who is at least superficially
willing to listen to my ideas on race, I figured he’d react
favorably.
A Conversation about Race
I sent him a copy of the documentary, which he acknowledged receiving,
but in subsequent e-mails and phone conversations, he’s never brought
up the subject. I have to assume then that he simply has chosen not to
watch it. And it’s not that he doesn’t like to watch TV. On the
contrary, he’s one of those guys who watches hours and hours of it
after work and on weekends. I can always get a pretty good idea of
what the latest popular sayings or phrases are just by listening to
him.
Well, my brother was just a start. Being Irish America of a certain
generation, I’ve got a good number of relatives both back in my
hometown and spread out across America. Cousin Mike, for one, is about
as good as they come. A few years younger than me, he never went to
college but has worked hard enough all these years to allow his horse-
loving wife to be a stay-at-home mom. (It helps that land and home
prices in small town America are still low.)
As a self-employed businessman—a guy who works with his hands but also
has to focus on the bottom line—Mike is probably a little more serious
about events than the average guy his age. That’s why I approached him
in a unique way. In essence, I made him an offer: “Mike, I’ve got cash
in a bank that might be going under someday soon and I can’t be sure
federal insurance will mean a lot at that point. Thus, I’d rather use
some of that money to buy something here and now that could make a big
difference in our lives: I’m willing to pay for whatever firearms and
ammo you would feel comfortable owning.”
Because Mike knows how to use dangerous tools and has a fairly sharp
sense of what human beings can be capable of in a pinch, I thought it
better that he rather than more innocent relatives be in charge of
legal firearms. Unfortunately, I never heard back from him.
Now before you get worried about this talk of firearms, let me state
directly what worries me most: the chance that our society will even
more extensively allow our underclass to blame Whites for whatever
perceived misdeeds the underclass feels we are responsible for, and
worse, to tacitly allow them to act on their sense of resentment or
vengeance more than they already do. And it’s not even the carjacking
or street crime that most worries me; it’s the rape.
If you’re reading this column, you don’t have to be reminded of the
sources for statistics on this kind of thing. We’ve got the hard
science from the likes of Philippe Rushton, Richard Lynn, and Richard
Hernnstein and Charles Murray. Further, we have the aggregated figures
on the highly elevated rates of Black crime as documented in The Color
of Crime, which comes from the same team that has consistently brought
us the race realism writing of Jared Taylor and his writers at
American Renaissance.
VDARE.com has a veritable stable of race realist writers, while the
more courageous individual can go to a place like David Duke’s website
for unvarnished discussions of the problems we Whites face—and the
people who are mainly responsible for our plight. Or you could visit
Western Voices World News or maybe Ziopedia. (For the more aurally
oriented, one might turn to James Edwards’ radio show The Political
Cesspool, which was just mentioned in a front-page story in The London
Times.)
My point is this—there are many good sources for finding out about the
scourge we Whites generally face today in America (and Canada,
England, etc.) And like I said, one of the most fearful is Black-on-
White rape. In addition to a brother, I have four sisters, and among
the six of us we have a lot of young White girls, mostly blondes.
Maybe now you can see why I’m worried.
We race realists all have something that triggered our escape from the
imposed lies about racial equality and the ideology of unique White
wickedness. For me, it was certainly the Wichita Massacre, in which
five young Whites were raped and/or murdered by two Black men in a
horrendous attack—one which our national media utterly ignored. For
others it may have been the Knoxville slayings, or maybe the way the
news media focus far more on the alleged crimes of White men, as in
the Duke Lacrosse rape hoax or the Jena 6 fraud.
In any case, you readers know the score about interracial crime,
which, as Greg Johnson tells us, Bodeker discusses openly in his race
documentary:
In the United States in 2005, 37,000 White women were raped by Blacks,
while in the same period “fewer than ten” Black women were raped by
Whites. (The odd locution “fewer than ten” rather than a specific
number leads me to think that the number could be zero, but that the
statistical margin of error is ten.) Bodeker then makes another
brilliant point: according to the conventional wisdom on racism, we
are supposed to be worried if, on any given day, a White person
somewhere in America is harboring racist attitudes towards Blacks; but
if one is concerned that, on the very same day, one hundred White
women are being raped by Blacks, that is racism most foul.
What I’m trying to do here is understand why what is obvious to me and
other race realists is so stubbornly resisted by my friends and
family. I mean, what more than is already happening will it take to
wake them from their stupor? As an academic, my approach has been
through the written word, often in ways that might test the patience
of the general reader. Still, I think even my academic prose is
accessible and, because it is almost exclusively focused on popular
culture, of interest to a wide audience.
For instance, my thirty-something columns at this site cover a broad
range of popular culture. My longer works in The Occidental Quarterly
do the same but in far more depth. The most popular essay to date
seems to be one on television—The Jews of Prime Time. Others can be
read here, here and here (this year expect three more essays in my
"Understanding Hollywood" series).
My focus on Hollywood comes from the common assumption—heavily
supported by an immense body of scholarship—that media influence the
way a population thinks and acts. For example, a major thrust of Kevin
MacDonald's recent work (see also here and here) is on showing the
power of culture to shape attitudes and control behavior. As he says,
"It's the culture, stupid."
And it is not only media like film, television and newsprint that do
this. It can also be advertising, even in ways that are not directly
related to the bottom line.
For instance, the blatantly anti-White male series run by Washington
Mutual Bank (WaMu) a few years back is unmistakable in its disdain for
traditional White society. The conceit is that a nonthreatening and
personable Black man in khaki trousers is superior to the crowd of
stuffy White (non-Jewish) male bankers who are "from the last
century." Have a look. As we are introduced to a series of White male
faces, the narrator intones, “They’re out of touch. They’re old
fashioned. They’re greedy.” In contrast, the audience consists of
“regular people.” You know, Black women, Pakistani immigrants, and
most of all our Black male emcee. The White males are imbeciles — one
stating "I'm clueless and rich."
Another commercial in the series has the herd of White male bankers
threatening to jump from the roof of the bank because super banker
Bill (the African American) has introduced wildly successful new
banking products that the White bankers had never dreamed of. The ad
closes with the bankers’ wives being hydraulically lifted to the roof
to berate their emasculated banker husbands.
In perhaps the most offensive version, our Black banker Bill explains
the source of WaMu’s success. Taking a secret elevator down into the
basement, he reveals his secret: “Here at WaMu we have the bankers’
pen. It’s simple—If these stodgy old bankers think an idea is wrong,
then we know it’s right.” When the pen of White bankers gets riled up
over the new business practices Bill has overseen, he placates them by
having a large champagne dispenser lowered into the cage, just as baby
calves are bottle fed out in the barn.
(Far be it from me to gloat over the failures of multiculturalism, but
I did notice that last fall WaMu went bankrupt. I guess Black banker
Bill’s ideas were not that applicable in the real world.)
I know my friends and relatives are watching such advertising all the
time. In addition to a similar message of White displacement being
preached at all levels of education (ever look at the textbooks your
kids are assigned?), the meaning is crystal clear. Why the denial,
then?
Honestly, this kind of image is now part of the furniture that is
found in the American living room. Think about Jon Stewart’s The Daily
Show for starters. For many Americans — especially young adults, he
sets the stage for viewing reality. Now, I know what the response of
the vast majority of Whites is to anti-White images: as long as they
are funny, anything goes. It doesn't’ matter how vile, untrue or
damaging the images are, just as long as they are funny. Needless to
say, Blacks, Jews, women, and a string of other minorities long ago
learned that humor was one of the most effective ways to attack,
belittle and disenfranchise a target group. Whites in general,
however, are clueless.
For instance, The Daily Show recently ran a skit called White in
America—the Children, which operated on a number of levels. The most
basic message was that Whites’ days as majority Americans were
numbered. Stewart opens the skit by announcing that “President Obama
was elected on a message of change. But is that change good for
everyone?” Light-skinned Black Larry Wilmore adopts the role of
reporter, introducing one set of Americans at risk: “There is one
group of Americans who are now facing the biggest challenge in their
history: White people.”
This “once proud race” faces dispossession at the hands of Blacks,
Asians “and most rapidly, Latinos” (the transition being represented
in the skit by White minivans being replaced by Black cars, Asian
motorcycles and low-rider Mexican American cars). In a faux-serious
interview, Wilmore faces a group of eight White children and tries to
make them understand that their future is bleak. The children—
brainwashed already by a steady diet of multiculturalism—are not only
in denial about their prospects, they positively welcome the coming
change.
The only blonde young girl, for instance, testily responds to
observations about her group’s decline, blurting out “We’re not upset
in any way, shape or form.” More realistic about race realities,
interviewer Wilmore solemnly informs them: “You will be.”
Of course he is absolutely right. Displacement and loss of power have
been utterly devastating to groups throughout history. Think how well
Americans Indians have fared. Or modern Palestinians. To fail to be
upset by such a prospect goes far beyond mere denial, it seems to me.
To give up power in a situation where the groups who inherit power
(particularly Jews, Blacks, and Latinos) have historical grudges
against Whites seems the ultimate folly.
Showing his well-rehearsed multicultural response to the “inevitable”
coming changes in America, a White boy quizzes Wilmore, asking “What
if this happens and only good change occurs in America?” What kind of
Kool-Aid are such young White children already drinking? Perhaps it's
understandable that White children believe these things. The truly
pathetic part is that such childish fantasies of about the future of
Whites in multicultural America are believed by White adults.
Again, I want to stress the pervasiveness of such images of White
dispossession. As mentioned, I’ve written extensively about
Hollywood’s scripted replacement of Whites, but you can find it just
about everywhere. The venerable Atlantic Monthly, for instance, has
for some years now been running prominent ads from the top
corporations in America—Microsoft, UPS, Lockheed Martin, etc.—that
visually celebrate the coming diversity they see in our future.
Aerospace giant Lockheed Martin, for example, envisions their future
rockets being built by a whole range of races — completely unlike the
real history of rocketry, where White males did all the thinking,
designing and building.
Lockheed Martin ad with future rocket scientists
Microsoft took an even more blatant approach to the same idea,
announcing: “We see a rocket scientist.” In the picture, a Black youth
is the future rocket scientist. (The odds of someone from a population
with an average IQ of 85 producing a rocket scientist are miniscule.)
Around him are an Asian boy, a presumably Hispanic boy, a mulatto
girl, and two White girls. Real White male rocket scientists and
astronauts need not apply.
Microsoft ad: “We see a rocket scientist” (I don't)
To be sure, NASA itself has been part of this lunge toward diversity,
scrapping its all-White male pool of Apollo astronauts for a
predictably diverse cast, such as we see here in a crew photo of the
space shuttle astronauts who died in the 1986 Challenger explosion:
Space Shuttle Challenger Crew
Space Shuttle Columbia Crew, with Israeli flag
(Nearly two decades later, the multicultural look was still in force
at NASA, though the second time a shuttle orbiter was lost, an Israeli
was among the crew. This made for a good photo op with both nations'
flags.)
My favorite ad is another Lockheed Martin creation, this one
celebrating the joys of diversity in (allegedly) fostering unique
perspectives and innovation — which is why the world has seen such
stunning fighter jets conceived and produced in places ranging from
Mozambique to Polynesia to Ecuador. Here are the people who will be
responsible for Lockheed Martin’s future jets. You go, girls!
Lockheed Martin ad featuring non-White female space scientists
The gauntlet laid down for the White race is formidable: demographics,
immigration, affirmative action, White self-hate, and the relentless
efforts of Jewish groups to eliminate Whites as rivals for world
domination.
But I don’t know. Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe there is room for optimism,
such as that displayed by VDARE’s Steve Sailer, who recently wrote,
“The interaction of government-sponsored non-traditional immigration
and “disparate impact” affirmative action constitutes a doomsday
machine the will rapidly dispossess, and probably seriously
radicalize, White America. It’s a recipe for revolution.”
Obviously, I don’t see our dispossession as positive, but I sure would
be happy if Sailer is right about a coming White revolution. Sadly, I
just don’t see it—and the non-responses of my friends and family
discussed above strikes me as typical.
No doubt what really turns people off is when I persist in discussing
what I see as the root cause of White dispossession: Jewish activism.
We at The Occidental Observer have focused on this cause since the
inception of the website last year. I insist on this because I believe
political philosopher Carl Schmitt was right: “It’s not only you who
chooses your enemy, it’s more often your enemy who chooses you.” <<
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