It is possible to derive an ashen satisfaction from watching really stupid
people dancing on a tight rope over a den of alligators. At each resounding
dental snap one yells “Yeeeeeeeee-ha! Told you so!” and
reaches for another beer.
It makes a better Saturday night than a six pack and a bug zapper.
From the Washington Post: “Nearly half of the nation's children
under 5 are racial or ethnic minorities, and the percentage is increasing mainly
because the Hispanic population is growing so rapidly, according to a census
report released today.”
Now in newspaper parlance, “minorities” means “permanently
underperforming and inassimilable minorities,” which is to say blacks,
Latinos and, when anybody remembers, American Indians. It very seldom means
successful minorities, such as Chinese, Greeks, white men, Jews, or Anglo-Saxons.
As we look forward to a massive slewing away from the dominance of European
whites in America, what may we expect? What will these huge minority populations
do? It is instructive to look at what they have done so far.
Some thirteen percent of the country is now black, and thirteen percent Latino:
over a quarter in all. Blacks remain intractably far below the white population
academically. An astounding proportion can’t read, and of those who can,
few do. The gap hasn’t closed, despite Head Start, integrated schools,
segregated schools, more funding, welfare, black teachers, black school boards,
black mayors, remedial instruction, or anything else.
The gap appears on every known test of mental capacity or scholarly achievement—SATs,
GREs, ACT, LSATs, MedCats, Stanford-Binet, Wechsler, Raven’s matrices.
Nothing makes a difference. Everything has been tried. Because of this, we got
affirmative action or, as kids once said, make believe.
Further, blacks are not assimilating. Despite pushing, shoving, laws, legislation,
regulation, and relentless indoctrination, the races are not melding at a rate
that will produce results any time soon. The huge black necrotic regions of
the cities, that whites never see, are so big and isolated as to be impervious
to outside influence. If you have not spent time in police cars in such places,
you cannot imagine the hopelessness and hatred that brood there. If you think
that “hatred” is too hard a word, go look. I have. Whether the hatred
is justified doesn’t matter. It exists.
Yes, I will be called a racist for saying these things. I hope so. Today, “racist”
means “one who says what everybody else knows.” It is a badge of
intellectual honor. Nonetheless, it remains that if I could change any of these
conditions, I would. I don't enjoy seeing people in lousy circumstance. I just
don’t know what to do about it. Neither does anyone else.
Now, Latinos. Americans seem to think that the word denotes one kind of people,
namely Mexicans, conceived as sitting torpidly under cactuses while wearing
sombreros. Actually the variety of Latinos is great, from Argentines who amount
to Europeans to Bolivians who are Indians. The Latinos coming into America are
heavily Indian and uneducated. Mexican ophthalmologists do not swim the river.
Mexicans who can make a decent living do not want to live in the United States.
Thus the US gets the losers, the second-grade educations, people who on average
have neither the intellect nor the urge to study. Yes, there are exceptions.
But they are exceptions.
Everyone says, “But the Hispanics work hard.” They do indeed, in
the first generation. Many people in fields such as construction have told me
that the Latinos are the backbone of their operations, that blacks don’t
want to work, have attitudes, show up if they feel like it and quit without
warning. The Latinos work, now. Their children do terribly in school, however,
drop out, and lose the desire to work. Then they join gangs.
Nice white people don’t know about gangs. Maybe they think of West Side
Story. I used to ride in Chicago, with the PD and with the South Side Gang Initiative,
a federally funded program in the rotting satellite cities, Markham, Robbins,
and Fort Ord. I saw the gangs. There were the Black Gangster Disciples, the
Vice Lords, the Latin Kings, the Latin Cobras, the P Stones, the El Ruykins
who came out of the old Blackstone Rangers and, earlier, Blackstone Raiders.
They aren’t the Jets, people. They’re killers. And they loathe white
America.
I once interviewed a ranking Vice Lord in the Cook Country Jail. Why, I asked,
did blacks kill each other so much? “They’d rather kill whites,”
he answered, “but they know they’d lose.” There's a lot of
that. When I left Washington four years ago, Mara Salvatrucha (look on the web)
was appearing in Arlington, Virginia, and now their graffiti are show up in
Springfield, Virginia.
Law enforcement in America relies on having a white population that is mostly
law-abiding. It has no good way of responding to large numbers of violent criminals,
especially when they are backed by politically potent voting blocs. The crucial
question, or a crucial question, is what proportion of the new minorities will
fall into the permanent underclass? How much permanent underclass can the nation
stand?
Another crucial question is this: If half the children today are of minorities,
then in no more than eighteen years half the kids of college age will be. Unless
they show a sudden scholarly afflatus which has not heretofore been in evidence,
this means that soon the US will have to compete with China with the brains
of only half the nation. This is not to mention secondary effects, such as enstupidating
all schools to hide the failures of the minorities. Do you suppose that the
Chinese are doing that?
Now, from the same story in the Washington Post, this: “William
H. Frey, a demographer with the Brookings Institution, predicted that the United
States will have 'a multicultural population that will probably be more tolerant,
accommodating to other races and more able to succeed in a global economy.'"
How heart-warming. I suggest that William H. Frey is a thoroughgoing fool,
but this is common among academics.The whole touchy-feely multy-culty idea that
forcing people together will make them love one another, kum bah yah, is simply
wrong. Right now, there is a tremendous repressed hostility between blacks and
whites, the lid being held on by federal power, tight control of the press,
and rigorous political correctness. Whites, huge numbers of them, detest Latino
immigrants and would love to expel them from the country. Serious friction grows
between blacks and Latinos as Latinos push blacks out of regions they once controlled.
We’re not moving toward accommodation. We’re moving toward trouble.
What will happen as the economy declines and the minorities continue growing
in number? As they continue demanding through political power what they cannot
obtain on their merits? As standards of living drop, and the pie isn’t
creamy enough to give everyone juicy freebies?
It will be nothing if not entertaining. Bring it on. Love them alligators.
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