impureascetic wrote: »
The excerpted Holocaust novelist's comments from the introduction to Charnel Houses of Europe are asinine.
I hope someone reading this is also especially suspicious when they're fed politically correct poison and told it's medicine for their soul.
So if I am out with my white friends and tell them to keep an eye out for my friend J, and I use the helpful descriptor, "He's black," the author (and by including it here with such a precious introduction, I have to assume James or the whole EC crew as well) thinks I'm tiptoeing down the slippery slope toward the Holocaust? Really?
By the same token, if you're a group of Korean people, and you refer to "that white guy" it doesn't make you racist. It makes you a clear and sane speaker who tacitly recognizes that the most significant character trait that will separate a specific person from the people to whom you're speaking is that he is a different race. If you said "that fucking WHITE guy" you'd be racist. If there was a more visually dominant trait, you'd probably use that. "The dude literally NEVER goes anywhere without his pet boa constrictor. You can't miss him."
When I save money and one of my two Jewish roommates says, "You're gonna make a great Jew some day!" where does that fit in this author's road to Hell?
Here in New York City, we have about 72,000 ethnicities crammed into any one subway car. If I don't identify someone by their race, no one will know who the Hell I'm talking about.
Look, I'm not a complete rube. I know that dehumanizing the other is meaningful and dangerous, and I know that slavery is somewhere down the line after "black people are good dancers," but what I hate about BS like that introduction is that they seem to lose all nuance in the urge to achieve an universally desirable outcome, i.e. no more hate crimes, no more slavery, no more ethnic cleansing. Those are good, noble ends. I'm taking a stand, right here, right now: I'm not in favor of ethnic cleansing. That said, SURELY we can have a sense of humor about ourselves and those who aren't like us. How many times do I ask my roommates to apologize for killing my Lord and Savior (so far they have not apologized ONCE if you can believe it!) or ask my dog (a Japanese shiba inu) to apologize for Pearl Harbor before I have to wear a swastika armband around on all my clothing to show everyone I'm a crucial cog in the next Holocaust? The issue I take is that by saying absurd things like, "Don't say the man at the door is a 'black' man. Just say he's a man," it seems like a dangerous substitute for enhanced appreciation for details and nuance or for real empathy, which is the ultimate solution to our inhumanity toward one another. When we remove our ability to call thing as they are in the name of a propriety we've deemed holy, we haven't forestalled the next apocalypse. We've made ourselves dumber than the bigot who condemns all the Others for this or that fantastic atrocity. And if we, as a society, are dumber, it makes us that much more facile for the next monster to manipulate to some horrible end.
I'll stop typing now. There's a black man at the door.