Courtesy of Instapundit I got to read a Cosmopolitan piece by a woman, Amanda Litman, telling how she felt after the defeat of Hillary Clinton in 2016.
Hey Amanda, you sexist you, how come it matters whether a woman can win or not?
Or this babbling about "A Closer Look at 'White Fragility'Theory," by Valerie Tarico going on forever about white people choking on workplace accusations of racism. Well of course they do, because they can't win against HR and the DIE committee, so they know which side their bread is buttered.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves that we are underlings.
But the bigger question is this. Is racism/sexism/homophobia a Crime, that is a job for policemen, judges and jailers? Or is it a Sin, that is a job for "the priests" and a question of confession and absolution?
Oh well, we don't believe in absolution where racism is concerned, do we, dear liberal friends?
The question of Crime or Sin provides another answer to Nietzsche's problem, about what happens when God is dead.
Nietzsche says that it creates decadence and nihilism and the Eternal Recurrence of the same-old same-old. Until cometh the Übermensch!
Obviously, he lost the plot on that one. Because what has happened is that politics and religion have coalesced into a single totalitarian dictatorship where the police and the priest are combined in one Committee of Public Safety, now known as the local Human Rights Commission in cahoots with the Twitter mob that uses the combined power of government force and social pressure to determine whether you are a sinner against the state religion.
In fact, it is not that hard. Government is what we use when force is required to restore order to the Cosmos. To use an older American argot, Government is what we use to deal with knuckleheads.
Religion is what we use to deal with lesser affronts to social comity. Obviously it is what we should use against fragile whites and their concealed racism. Because it takes a religious expert to see into peoples' hearts. Policemen and jailers, not so much. Policemen are good at dealing with situations where a baton -- or in India a lathi -- would be helpful. Jailers are good at dealing with situations where a lock and key would sort things out.
Now, in my opinion, the reason that President Trump is such a success with the deplorable Commoners is that he doesn't pretend to be anything other than the chap carrying Theodore Roosevelt's Big Stick. Make America Great Again! Keep America Great! Any tribal leader down the ages could have come up with that slogan to keep the young men in the tribe ready for action against the dastardly tribe next door.
But everything else that government now does is girl stuff. By which I mean that when we say that we ought to help the elderly with pensions and health care; we ought to educate the kiddies; we ought to help the poor; we ought to save the climate we are making a moral point. All good people should help the helpless, and if they don't they should be named and shamed and shunned. And serve them right.
But put them in jail and fine them?
And the point is that if we try to deal with knuckleheads using the name and shame method of religion we are going to make fools of ourselves. And if we try to deal with moral lepers that won't help little kiddies with batons and lathis and jail cells we are going to make a complete dog's breakfast of things.
Actually, in the universe imagined by Michael Novak in his Spirit of Democratic Capitalism, there are three sectors, not two: political, economic, and moral/cultural. And when you combine them you into one you get totalitarianism, straight up.
And that is something about which most people, and especially our emotional lefty women friends, have no idea.
Not surprising of course. Because nobody ever sat them down like good little girls in class and taught them.
The night Hillary Clinton lost, I was in the staff section behind the stage at the Javits Center in New York City. Before the grief really hit me, before I took a cab home, sobbing so hard, I had to pull over to throw up, and before the physical toll of two years of working on a presidential campaign overwhelmed me, I remember standing with a coworker, each of us folding our arms in front of our bodies, as if trying to contain all the feelings from flooding out.And then she babbles on and on about Elizabeth Warren and the Question of the First Woman President, and whether now "'They' would have called it a rule: Women can’t win."
Hey Amanda, you sexist you, how come it matters whether a woman can win or not?
Or this babbling about "A Closer Look at 'White Fragility'Theory," by Valerie Tarico going on forever about white people choking on workplace accusations of racism. Well of course they do, because they can't win against HR and the DIE committee, so they know which side their bread is buttered.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars / But in ourselves that we are underlings.
But the bigger question is this. Is racism/sexism/homophobia a Crime, that is a job for policemen, judges and jailers? Or is it a Sin, that is a job for "the priests" and a question of confession and absolution?
Oh well, we don't believe in absolution where racism is concerned, do we, dear liberal friends?
The question of Crime or Sin provides another answer to Nietzsche's problem, about what happens when God is dead.
Nietzsche says that it creates decadence and nihilism and the Eternal Recurrence of the same-old same-old. Until cometh the Übermensch!
Obviously, he lost the plot on that one. Because what has happened is that politics and religion have coalesced into a single totalitarian dictatorship where the police and the priest are combined in one Committee of Public Safety, now known as the local Human Rights Commission in cahoots with the Twitter mob that uses the combined power of government force and social pressure to determine whether you are a sinner against the state religion.
In fact, it is not that hard. Government is what we use when force is required to restore order to the Cosmos. To use an older American argot, Government is what we use to deal with knuckleheads.
Religion is what we use to deal with lesser affronts to social comity. Obviously it is what we should use against fragile whites and their concealed racism. Because it takes a religious expert to see into peoples' hearts. Policemen and jailers, not so much. Policemen are good at dealing with situations where a baton -- or in India a lathi -- would be helpful. Jailers are good at dealing with situations where a lock and key would sort things out.
Now, in my opinion, the reason that President Trump is such a success with the deplorable Commoners is that he doesn't pretend to be anything other than the chap carrying Theodore Roosevelt's Big Stick. Make America Great Again! Keep America Great! Any tribal leader down the ages could have come up with that slogan to keep the young men in the tribe ready for action against the dastardly tribe next door.
But everything else that government now does is girl stuff. By which I mean that when we say that we ought to help the elderly with pensions and health care; we ought to educate the kiddies; we ought to help the poor; we ought to save the climate we are making a moral point. All good people should help the helpless, and if they don't they should be named and shamed and shunned. And serve them right.
But put them in jail and fine them?
And the point is that if we try to deal with knuckleheads using the name and shame method of religion we are going to make fools of ourselves. And if we try to deal with moral lepers that won't help little kiddies with batons and lathis and jail cells we are going to make a complete dog's breakfast of things.
Actually, in the universe imagined by Michael Novak in his Spirit of Democratic Capitalism, there are three sectors, not two: political, economic, and moral/cultural. And when you combine them you into one you get totalitarianism, straight up.
And that is something about which most people, and especially our emotional lefty women friends, have no idea.
Not surprising of course. Because nobody ever sat them down like good little girls in class and taught them.