Monday, February 18, 2008

President's Day

"There is no room in this country for hyphenated Americanism. The one absolutely certain way of bringing this nation to ruin, of preventing all possibility of its continuing to be a nation of all, would be to permit it to become a tangle of squabbling nationalities." - Teddy Roosevelt

Hmm. A psychic president? One thing is for sure, if a president today, or any holder of elected office for that matter, uttered these words, impeachment proceedings and possible "hate crime" criminal action would ensue. Every victicrat in the nation would be marching, rioting and looting in the streets. Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton would immediately come to the rescue. Political experts such as Rosie O'Donnell, Barbara Streisand, Sean Penn and the Dixie Chicks would champion this cause celebre. It could very well be the end of Western civilization.

The insult to injury would be that it would only prove our 26th president correct.

During the door-to-door, federal government pester-thon known as the 2000 census, I responded to the questions that the government was legally entitled to know: Who am I and how many people reside in my household. When the poor census woman asked my ethnicity, I responded "Native-American". She asked, perplexedly, "Native-American?", apparently because I did not live in a teepee, own a casino, and my feather headress was off at the cleaners that day. I remarked with pride, "Yes - I was born in Louisville. What am I, a potted plant?" and shut the door.

Names are everything on the passing scene. Although we are supposed to be a nation of equal justice under the law, put some discriminating adjective followed by a hyphen and suddenly you are more equal than others. This is seldom done out of pride of one's lineage, but more often to denote some sort of victimized status to rally around and garner sympathy from the political, media and fourth estate classes. The aforementioned foster the "soft bigotry of low expectations" out of "compassion", or so they say. In actuality, they are more prejudiced than the grand wizard insofar as referring to Barack Obama as "articulate" - how the hell is a Harvard educated man supposed to express himself? Grunts, shrieks and vulgar hand gestures? You would think that the Illinois senator was an anomaly like a kangaroo with a PhD in differential calculus.

Hyphenated Americanism has it's advantages. If you qualify, you are automatically afforded two avenues of privelige both socially and legally. First, like the rest of us less fortunate, unhyphenated slobs, you can take the route of being an individual with the same rights as everybody else. When that doesn't work, you can trump everything with your group identity. Muslim immigrants in Europe have picked up on this quickly, and are following in the United States. When they don't get their way, the results are often lethal.

It seems to be infectious even by those who see it's stupidity and danger. Even though postings to this blog can be anonymous, nobody has yet to respond with a hilarious scenario to the murder in Houston. We are tripping over ourselves not to offended the "sensitivities" of basically groups of people that hate the rest of us anyway. This political correctness nonsense will eventually get us all killed and/or be the end of the most advanced culture in history.

Now go report me for a "hate crime" and petition the government to chisel Roosevelt off the face of Mount Rushmore, lest someone be "offended".

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Boogification:

I am curious as to where the culture of angry white males in America came from. Rush? Bill O? FOX News? IMO, white males still hold the cards and have more privileges than anyone else in our country. I am a white American female by the way, not hyphenated, and completely perplexed at the levels of anger I witness.

Also, you seem to be a really great writer. Why not use that power for good? Be positive and positive things will come your way.

Boogification said...

I sing "Kum-Bay-Yah" every night before bed, and after all, I did vote for Hillary.

Anonymous said...

But by your own admittance, you only voted for Hillary to throw a wrench in the system and to stop Obama's momentum. So, I don't think that counts as a "real" vote.

Are you singing kum-bah-yah every night as a meditative mantra to release the anger before sleeping? I honestly am curious about the angry white male culture (and the one-woman Ann Coulter brigade) and was hoping you could shed some light.

Boogification said...

This is not original material. I got this in an e-mail today and I think it answers your curiousity about the "Angry White Male".

Boo

There is a great amount of interest in this year’s presidential elections, as everybody seems to recognize that our next president has to be a lot better than George Bush. The Democrats are riding high with two groundbreaking candidates — a woman and an African-American — while the conservative Republicans are in a quandary about their party’s nod to a quasi-liberal maverick, John McCain.

Each candidate is carefully pandering to a smorgasbord of special-interest groups, ranging from gay, lesbian and transgender people to children of illegal immigrants to working mothers to evangelical Christians.

There is one group no one has recognized, and it is the group that will decide the election: the Angry White Man. The Angry White Man comes from all economic backgrounds, from dirt-poor to filthy rich. He represents all geographic areas in America, from urban sophisticate to rural redneck, deep South to mountain West, left Coast to Eastern Seaboard.

His common traits are that he isn’t looking for anything from anyone — just the promise to be able to make his own way on a level playing field. In many cases, he is an independent businessman and employs several people. He pays more than his share of taxes and works hard.

The victimhood syndrome buzzwords — “disenfranchised,” “marginalized” and “voiceless” — don’t resonate with him. “Press ‘one’ for English” is a curse-word to him. He’s used to picking up the tab, whether it’s the company Christmas party, three sets of braces, three college educations or a beautiful wedding.

He believes the Constitution is to be interpreted literally, not as a “living document” open to the whims and vagaries of a panel of judges who have never worked an honest day in their lives.

The Angry White Man owns firearms, and he’s willing to pick up a gun to defend his home and his country. He is willing to lay down his life to defend the freedom and safety of others, and the thought of killing someone who needs killing really doesn’t bother him.

The Angry White Man is not a metrosexual, a homosexual or a victim. Nobody like him drowned in Hurricane Katrina — he got his people together and got the hell out, then went back in to rescue those too helpless and stupid to help themselves, often as a police officer, a National Guard soldier or a volunteer firefighter.

His last name and religion don’t matter. His background might be Italian, English, Polish, German, Slavic, Irish, or Russian, and he might have Cherokee, Mexican, or Puerto Rican mixed in, instead he just considers himself an American.

He’s a man’s man, the kind of guy who likes to play poker, watch football, hunt white-tailed deer, call turkeys, play golf, spend a few bucks at a strip club once in a blue moon, change his own oil and build things. He coaches baseball, soccer and football teams and doesn’t ask for a penny. He’s the kind of guy who can put an addition on his house with a couple of friends, drill an oil well, weld a new bumper for his truck, design a factory and publish books. He can fill a train with 100,000 tons of coal and get it to the power plant on time so that you keep the lights on and never know what it took to flip that light switch.

Women either love him or hate him, but they know he’s a man, not a dishrag. If they’re looking for someone to walk all over, they’ve got the wrong guy. He stands up straight, opens doors for women and says “Yes, sir” and “No, ma’am.”

He might be a Republican and he might be a Democrat; he might be a Libertarian or a Green. He knows that his wife is more emotional than rational, and he guides the family in a rational manner.

He’s not a racist, but he is annoyed and disappointed when people of certain backgrounds exhibit behavior that typifies the worst stereotypes of their race. He’s willing to give everybody a fair chance if they work hard, play by the rules and learn English.

Most important, the Angry White Man is pissed off. When his job site becomes flooded with illegal workers who don’t pay taxes and his wages drop like a stone, he gets righteously angry. When his job gets shipped overseas, and he has to speak to some incomprehensible idiot in India for tech support, he simmers. When Al Sharpton comes on TV, leading some rally for reparations for slavery or some such nonsense, he bites his tongue and he remembers. When a child gets charged with carrying a concealed weapon for mistakenly bringing a penknife to school, he takes note of who the local idiots are in education and law enforcement.

He also votes, and the Angry White Man loathes Hillary Clinton. Her voice reminds him of a shovel scraping a rock. He recoils at the mere sight of her on television. Her very image disgusts him, and he cannot fathom why anyone would want her as their leader. It’s not that she is a woman. It’s that she is who she is. It’s the liberal victim groups she panders to, the “poor me” attitude that she represents, her inability to give a straight answer to an honest question, his tax dollars that she wants to give to people who refuse to do anything for themselves.

There are many millions of Angry White Men. Four million Angry White Men are members of the National Rifle Association, and all of them will vote against Hillary Clinton, just as the great majority of them voted for George Bush.

He hopes that she will be the Democratic nominee for president in 2008, and he will make sure that she gets beaten like a drum.

Anonymous said...

Interesting. It's kind of a call-to-arms for all the Angry White Men out there, I guess. I will (gulp, cough) admit there are a few items I can relate to... I'm a "pull yourself up by the boot straps" kind of gal.

But, as a hard-working American woman, I take huge offense to this line in the Angry White Male doctrine:

...He knows that his wife is more emotional than rational, and he guides the family in a rational manner...

It's sad that the Angry White Male is not only angry at the world outside his front door, but that he still has a 1950s mentality towards his wife/partner.
No wonder he's so angry... he's missing out on the beauty of having an equal partnership with a loving and intellectual wife!

Good luck with your blog, Boogification. I'm sure I will pop by now and again... when I'm feeling rational.

Boogification said...

I never said I agreed with the work in it's entirety. I did not write it. Upon further research, some guy that works for a newspaper in Aspen, CO wrote it. When you read Wednesday's post, you might find out more what I THINK (operative word there), NOT "feel" on the fairer gender. I will in the future quote directly from Marx and Engel's Communist Manifesto. Do I agree with ANY of it?

Edmundo said...

As an angry white male I would appreciate a steel cage death match, with extra folding chairs, between O-bama and Hillary. Iron Sheik O-bama can put on a Flip-Flop Jihad, but Commissar Clinton can respond with the shrill wind of whine.

It will be close. I can't wait to buy the t-shirt.

Boogification said...

Tell Bryan that some very dear, old friends of mine, Southern Culture on the Skids, are playing two dates in Seattle at Tractor Tavern. Tell them "hola" from me if you go.