on the subject of white guys once more and the tragedy of finding out that the rest of the world is catching up no matter how we might try to postpone the inevitable.
this came to me after surviving the racist tirade by Pat Buchanan.
this brought to the fore the raging hate of the fading bigoted white guy, someone whose fear and fury will not go quietly into the night…..(before i go on, i need to offer that, as people being people, genocide is not just a white guy sport. there’s plenty of african bloodsport to go with the armenian atrocities around the time of world war one and the current troubles out there in china and
lest i forget the problems white america had to deal with while importing and enslaving the black people, they had all those bothersome “redskins” to contend with.
genocide has always been an growth industry, whether the portugese and spanish in the 16th century new world or the serbs after the dissolution of the soviet union.
and let’s not forget how good certain russians were at killing their own, keeping slaughter all in the family of man. the above link has loads more genocides in its listings.
if i were to get busy listing this stuff myself, i’d never get anywhere past this subject and i still have to get to pat buchanan on TV and the gnashing of white guys’ teeth at this moment in history.
below is the “conversation” between rachel maddow and pat buchanan last week; if you’ve seen it, watch it again. like macaroni in sauce, it gets better laying around a few days.
rudyard kipling wrote a poem titled “gunga din” a century and change ago that was turned into a movie in 1939, (just as the white guys from germany decided to start killing other white guys in poland) before they started killing everyone else they could get their hands on, but anyway,
add this to my watching “gunga din” later that night…it got me thinking about my first meeting with the grifting lizards from mars and how that guy sounded like eduardo cianelli, who played the guru of the cult of kali, the brain juices stoked all over again about this white guy thing, so here i am, cat and dog about me, fans keeping the computer cool instead of me and mine…..hell hath no fury than pat buchanan reduced to common man……just imagine, the NRA, a bastion lobby of angry white guys with……guns……
and the notion of cold, dead hands makes my blood run….cold…..while the “birthers” rail on, white guys (and gals) “who want their country back,” add The Family” to this and you really have to wonder why i find myself looking to the sky wishing for the big, zooming comet that’ll make the big splash wash the human verbal fecal matter from this planet and no doubt, the lot of us along with it.
i’m not dooming humanity here. we’re entirely too wiley, rodent-like and resourceful. we have hutzpah.
we have variables that we share with roach and rat alike;
strength in numbers and most of all, luck.
more about luck, or the lack of it, later.