MSNBC’s Melissa Harris-Perry has become the latest bête noire of the so-called right and I use that French term like bait on a proverbial hook in a pond stocked-full of white liberals. She is black and politically she is a “beast,” but the semantics and hyperbole of the term are more ironic than axiomatic as you’ll soon see.
Harris-Perry has been under fire for comment she made on a network promo that children do not “belong” to parents but rather belong to the community. In light of the criticism, she has held firm to her rhetoric and defended her position, though with just a dash of sedation.
“This isn’t about me wanting to take your kids, and this isn’t even about whether children are property. This is about whether we as a society, expressing our collective will through our public institutions, including our government, have a right to impinge on individual freedoms in order to advance a common good. And that is exactly the fight that we have been having for a couple hundred years.”
Quite right, Melissa, quite right! That is indeed what it’s all about and I applaud you for sticking to your guns and standing firmly on the side of fascism. In this age of mushy moderates and Senators not wanting to stand next to other Senators in public after politically fornicating with them in private, this radical stand is a breath of fresh air despite the gust of tyranny that soon follows.
In that foul year of our Lord, 2012 (to paraphrase Dr. Gonzo), the political discourse was littered with an arguably unprecedented number of straw men divisions unleashed on America’s political battlefield. For someone of the political right to offer up the possibility that maybe, just maybe, the federal government didn’t need to spend tax dollars to fund cowboy poetry festivals, the notion was quickly equated to wanting a form of anarchy in America akin to something out of the Road Warriors putting us all at the mercy of Master Blaster. This platform of anti-libertarian hysteria won over a public far too enamored with Snooki’s pregnancy, their Instagram accounts and, for reasons I still don’t fully understand, an insistence on calling me “maybe.” Couple that with a still demented fear of doing anything that might easily be construed as racist by the high council of race relations on Manhattan’s upper-east side, and you had the re-election of Barack Hussein Obama as President of the United States. This is a Cliff’s Note version of my answer to William S. Burroughs famous question: “When did I stop wanting to be president?” But that’s for another time.
Harris-Perry is quite right that battle between individual freedoms and the “common good” is a fight we’ve been having for some time whether it be hundreds or thousands of years. For our purposes here, let us stick to the last 50 or so. The true believers of the political left has always been experts on playing long ball. They know that events like the Democrats losing the House of Representatives in 1994 are mere speed bumps on a very long road that F.A. Hayek urged us all to avoid. They know full well (as do the bigger brains on the right) that once a government program is in place, it’s easier to move a mountain than to remove the program from layers of bureaucracy and public complacency. Republicans play prevent-defense, or play not to lose, you choose your sports metaphor…thus, they almost always lose except when a once-a-century leader comes along. But the likes of Reagan and Thatcher could only slow the descent so much before they are stabbed in the back by their own palace guards whether they be named Bush or Cameron. But still, the fight between individuality and collectivism continues in its many forms. Harris-Perry has shown some moxie in sticking to her position publicly even if said position may be even more radical privately. But as compassionate human-being, I feel compelled to warn her that she mustn’t forget that while she calls for all of us to be part of the “collective,” she will always be subservient to a sub-collective known as white liberals. The hard truth is, they call the shots.
When someone utters the “N-word,” who is the first to get the vapors? When the Amos-and-Andy radio show started getting criticism, where did it come from? When Robert Crumb drew black caricatures in his comics, from where was he feeling the heat?
White liberals put up with black punditry as long as they realize that they are and will always be victims. When they stray from this, shall we say, plantation? the consequences are dire. Dr. Ben Carson has been told by political pundits and public universities in no uncertain terms that his speech is not deemed by them to be worthy of First Amendment protection and therefore must not be uttered. They understand they can’t legally stop him from speaking, but to paraphrase Arte Johnson “We have vays of making you not talk.”
For white liberals, the scourge of the planet is quite simply white people. They are the imperialists, the rapers of the western lands, the bible-thumping, anarcho-capitalists who refuse to show the proper respect for cultures prone to cutting and appositioning the labia minora and/or the labia majora of young girls. These scoundrels are also deemed guilty of referring to anyone not white as “brown people.” Peculiar then, the only time I hear that term “brown people” is from media entertainment produced in Hollywood, California. But I’ll take the bait. Brown people = good. White people = bad. That’s perhaps the most sacrosanct decree from Democratic Republic of the Limousine Liberal, so let’s go with it.
Ms. Harris-Perry, you have shown resolve and fortitude in sticking to your guns (no, Debbie Wasserman-Schultz, that’s not a veiled message) on the virtues of collectivism. You are special. You could be wasting time ladling soup to the homeless or building houses for the downtrodden, but you’ve gone beyond that. You host a show on an extremely low-rated, hysterical “news” network where your message can be heard by literally hundreds of people. Showing us such bravery, it’s time to take things to the next level. Your masters’ have decreed that white people are the scourge of the planet, so it’s time for solutions. It’s time for these high-minded white people on the upper-east side of humanity, who truly understand the evil that lurks in their epidermis, to do what must be done: commit mass suicide.
Albert Camus wrote in the The Myth of Sisyphus:
There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide. Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy. All the rest – whether or not the world has three dimensions, whether the mind has nine or twelve categories – comes afterwards. These are games; one must first answer [the questions of suicide].
For white liberals and their cultist followers, the answer to this question has to be indisputable, incontestable and irrefutable. If planet earth is to be saved, white people en masse, as many as possible, must commit suicide and allow the “brown people” to finally, at long last, live in a grand, unfettered utopia, free of individualism and all of the unpleasantness and inconveniences that freedom and liberty bring. You, Ms. Harris-Perry may just be the right person to bring to the fore a solution who’s time has truly come. And if you feel any pangs of doubt, just remember that Janet Reno is available if you feel the process needs a gentle nudge.
Best of luck to you and yours.
Thus Spat Zarathustra
[Editor’s note: If you fail to grasp the irony of this blog post, please include yourself in the hopefully eventual kool-aid party that will be held at Sardi’s on West 44th street. Invitation only.]