Beware of the Rainbow Scare and Other Random Musings

It's been said that the USA is "the land of the free and the home of the brave" and a country where you have numerous freedoms that are conducive to "life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness." Very good, but why is it that I’m constantly surrounded by people who are trying to tell me what to say and what to do? It’s increasingly becoming the land of the cowed and home of the paranoid who seem to be content with death, despair, and the pursuit of medication.

The 50's were a time of the Red Scare, and one had to be very careful what they said and did, or even the mere appearance of it lest they be tagged a communist. James Thurber wrote a good one on that topic:

The Very Proper Gander

Not so very long ago there was a very fine gander. He was strong and smooth and beautiful and he spent most of his time singing to his wife and children. One day somebody who saw him strutting up and down in his yard and singing remarked, "There is a very proper gander." An old hen overheard this and told her husband about it that night in the roost. "They said something about propaganda," she said. "I have always suspected that," said the rooster, and he went around the barnyard next day telling everybody that the very fine gander was a dangerous bird, more than likely a hawk in gander's clothing. A small brown hen remembered a time when at a great distance she had seen the gander talking with some hawks in the forest. "They were up to no good," she said. A duck remembered that the gander had once told him he did not believe in anything. "He said to hell with the flag, too," said the duck. A guinea hen recalled that she had once seen somebody who looked very much like the gander throw something that looked a great deal like a bomb. Finally everybody snatched up sticks and stones and descended on the gander's house. He was strutting in his front yard, singing to his children and his wife. "There he is!" everybody cried. "Hawk-lover! Unbeliever! Flag-hater! Bomb-thrower!" So they set upon him and drove him out of the country.

Moral: Anybody who you or your wife thinks is going to overthrow the government by violence must be driven out of the country.

The Red Scare has been replaced by the Rainbow Scare, and like its 1950’s predecessor, being identified as anti-gay or even mildly disapproving of it leads to the modern equivalent of a rabid, foaming-at-the-mouth lynch mob. Of course, lacking anything, their eyes and ears are peeled. Let me try this one out:

Innocent and/or objective observation: “That raised some red flags.”

Rainbow Gestapo: “He said he wanted to hang fags!”

One dude: “What are you doing this weekend?”

Another dude: “I’m going to do some shooting and then have some beers.”

Rainbow Gestapo: “He said he was going to be shooting queers!!!”

It also seems that you can’t compliment anyone these days either. When you complement them, many see it as a backhanded one at a minimum. “He or she was very articulate, intelligent, and personable”…”Oh, you mean for a [insert what the fuck ever] person? RACIST! HANG THEM!”

In a certain educational course I took, there was a particularly angry and ugly black chick who was absolutely OBSESSED with racism in all of its forms as they appeared to her; sorry sugar, but maybe the fact that it is YOU who is truly the racist probably explains why you’re so fucked up. It doesn’t seem to dawn upon many of them that European-Americans are as cruel if not crueler to their fellow palefaces as they are toward “people of color”. To be fair, if I was uglier than a bag of assholes and would scatter a colony of blind lepers, I’d be pretty fuckin’ bitter, too.

So-and so under fire for saying [fill in blank]. Always EA’s. What exactly does “under fire” mean, anyway? One petulant asshole registers displeasure, but that gets amplified many times over by like-minded fusspots. What do those baboons say about others unlike them? I’ll skim from the top. Cracker. Faggot. Fascist. Hymie. Recycled White Trash. The best defense is a good offense. Fight fire with fire. Don't chase ambulances when you can own and operate them. Rub it in, hard. Not exactly the kind of words or sentiments one would expect to hear from someone whose name starts with "The Reverend," are they?

Fat Al then; full of shit

Sure they are, if your name is The Reverend Al Sharpton, that race-baiting, hate-huckstering racial ambulance-chasing political piranha that evidently has Slim-Fasted and gastric-banded his way to "respectability." Considering what he has said in public, I can only imagine what he says in private. Does he behave like another black religious/political figure like MLK who insisted that the white whores he fucked call him "nigger" as he fucked them? Who knows. Like all would-be social activists, he's full of hypocrisies and double standards, but at least he's funny. Most of these people remind me of WWF wrestlers, and if the 2006 film Idiocracy is prophecy, wrestlers and porn stars will place lawyers and MBA's on the ash heap of history. Anyway, here’s a faux conversation with Mr. Sharpton from some select quotes from the very scholarly anti-racist who proves that anyone can be a racist and my retorts:

AS: "White folks was in caves while we were building empires…. We taught philosophy and astrology [sic] and mathematics before Socrates and those Greek homos ever got around to it."

Me: “I think it was the great NkumbeBglippeNkwama who said “Two and two be four, mothafucka.”

AS: "There is a systemic and methodical strategy to eliminate our people from doing business off 125th Street. I want to make it clear … that we will not stand by and allow them to move this brother so that some white interloper can expand his business."

Me: “Nobody Caucasian wants to go within a country mile of your shithole warzone, but many Arabs do. Maybe THEY can teach you the basics of running a convenience store. You don’t seem to hate them as much as the crackers and gooks.”

AS: "What’s wrong with denouncing white interlopers?"

Me: “Exactly! What’s wrong with shooting black criminals who are fucking stupid and crazy enough to try and grab a LOADED gun out of my fucking hands?”

AS: "If the Jews want to get it on, tell them to pin their yarmulkes back and come over to my house."

Me: “The Mossad wouldn’t find you a very challenging target.”

AS: "Do some cracker come and tell you, 'Well my mother and father blood go back to the Mayflower,' you better hold your pocket. That ain't nothing to be proud of, that means their forefathers was crooks."

Me: “Really? I thought they were all religious fanatics, but religious fanatics can be crooks, right Reverend?”

AS: "We're the black chicken friers of the universe. We gonna go buy some Colonel Sanders chicken. Then the Chinamen comin' and[inaudible] … Koreans sell us watermelons. We eat watermelons all our lives. But they gonna come cut it up, put it in a bucket with a rubber band around it, and we gonna buy it like it's somethin' and we didn't know what it was."

Me: “Does anyone point a gun at your head and force you to eat KFC and buy watermelons from people you clearly hate on a racial basis alone?”

 

Skinny Al now, even fuller

Destruction of European-American cultural identity: I'm tiring of being called "white". It seems that every anthropomorphic insect and rodent on the planet is entitled to some kind of "cultural identity" and insists on being called something that has several hyphens and/or abbreviated to something a Czech would spell while drunk off their ass. From now on, I'm a German-American Scot, or a GASPH; German-American-Scottish-Pothead-Hetero...anything less is GASPHemy.

No matter how constructive it may be, European-Americans also cannot criticize “people of color” even when it is fully earned without at least a battalion of idiots breaking out their pc microscopes, and if these retards can’t find something, they’re not slow in making things up. If anything, hate crime HOAXES are increasing.