Happy Nigger Day!
I hereby denounce myself for that title. Actually, I used it advisedly and intentionally, which I shall explain anon.
Happy Juneteenth everyone! Officially, this long tradition dating back to Monday is celebrated on Saturday, but the ruling regime has declared the preceding Friday as a day off for our hardworking civil servants. The rest of us, of course, will have to continue slaving away at the salt mines, but the people who really make this country work will get the day off to celebrate the people who built the country. Even as we toil, we should take a moment to think about both groups.
In a way, the ridiculousness of this new holiday fits perfectly with the absurdity of modern liberal democracy. The show this week is mostly about how the system is nothing like it is claimed. Instead of bringing the citizens into the decision making process, it systematically excludes the majority. This new holiday is a great example of how it works. Exactly no one wanted it. Few even heard of it. The people have many higher concerns, but they are ignored in favor of this novelty.
It is also good timing for Charles Murray’s new book. The thesis of the book is that the elites need to accept biological reality or face the wrath of the angry Saxon. This new holiday is a good example of what he means. Ruling class whites pandering to blacks creates friction between whites and blacks over trivial items. It encourages nonwhites to embrace tribal politics, which discourages whites from embracing the active indifference necessary to make a multiracial society work.
There are other things wrong with Murray’s argument. The great Roger Devlin has posted a comprehensive review on VDare. There will be other reviews from dissidents in the coming weeks. Ed Dutton may have summarized it best when he said that Murray is right, but he should have written this book in 1965 or even 1985. At this point, the die is cast and there is no escaping the thing he is warning against. The fact that Washington just created this absurd new holiday is proof of that.
Of course, the fact that both parties eagerly embraced this idiotic idea makes clear that the elites will never face reality on their own. History says they will have their awakening as the trap door swings open. The system we have today is unsustainable, for the simple reason the people at the top define themselves by their hatred of the people over whom they rule.
Au contraire, mon frere: it is perfectly sustainable, for as long as the serfs consent to sustain it. The moment they decide to withdraw that consent the trap door will drop, the rope will be stretched, and the sick joke ends. Not before.
Now, I’ve had many black friends since childhood, and I still do today. I enjoy and treasure those friendships, and have no wish to hurt or insult them or any of my darker-complected brethren out there. I titled this post the way I did for one and only one reason: as an expression of profoundest contempt for the increasingly-strident army of shrieking Leftards who continually condemn all Whypeepo as irredeemably racist—that being “racist” is the inevitable consequence of one’s birth as a Person of Caucasian, and that this “disease” is an “incurable” condition.
They’ve actually said this. They believe it, too. I only wish I was joking.
Yes, an airtight argument that this itself is actual, bona fide racism can be made, and has been dozens of times. I don’t care; it’s a waste of time, annoys the pig, and I will no longer bother with any of that futile tail-chasing. Any and every chance I get to hurl a big, fat “fuck you!” their way, I will take. The more obnoxious and hateful those rectal polyps find me, the happier I’ll be.
So yes, B’rer Shitwit, please do keep right on calling me racist, white supremacist, Nazi, Literally Hitler, whatever. Accuse me of All The Things. In return, I promise to do my utmost to reinforce your erroneous perception of me, and will make every effort to surpass your expectations of intolerable Wrongthink.
Then, while you’re flopping around on the floor like a landed fish, I’ll sit back and laugh myself sick at you. Suck on it.














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