The Masked Conservative

The Color Of Duplicity


During the time of year from mid-January now through March it seems there is something special in the air. No, I am not referring to those feelings of love and romance that are kindled in anticipation of Valentine’s Day and linger after the celebration’s diminution. Rather, I am writing about the stench from the pot of hypocritical sentiments that gets stirred up as part of Black History Season.

Most Americans have fallen for the popular notion that the so-called civil rights and racial equality movements exist to eliminate the role played by race and ethnicity in determining the worth of an individual and the value of their accomplishments. However, this has become a popular misconception in light of the fact that few in the movement today possess the integrity to implement Martin Luther King‘s moral vision, who despite his numerous faults and shortcomings, called for a day when people would be judged not by the color of their skins but by the content of their characters.

Ironically though, those that wallow in his legacy the most fail to the greatest extent in living up to this ideal by making the biologically arbitrary characteristic of skin pigmentation and loyalty to those of the nearest genetic phenotype the primary criteria by which to judge the propriety of someone’s actions and even who is granted a higher status on radical equality’s sliding scale.

Hypersensitive multiculturalists hold that it is the obligation of government to protect specified sociological classifications from being offended. It does not matter, however, what affronts are committed against those falling outside these designated categories or to the values they hold.

Greatest of all sins --- in fact probably one of the few instances where that “outdated” ethical term might even be allowed --- is to praise anything positive about the Antebellum South or the Confederacy. Even little old grannies aren’t immune from the punishments and chastisements that flows from violating this quasi-sacred dictum.

Black members of the Virginia General Assembly refused to recite the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag of Virginia because it was written by a member of the United Daughters of the Confederacy who dared pen, “I salute the flag of Virginia with reverence and devotion to the ‘Mother of States and Statesmen’ which it represents --- the ‘Old Dominion’, where liberty and independence were born.”

One colored malecontent from the Black Caucus (one wonders if there is a white organizational counterpart) in the House of Delegates snapped, “I don’t want to be part of the Old Dominion. I want to be part of the New Dominion. “ To be part of the New World Order is more like it; for if one opposes the liberty and independence homaged by the Virginia Pledge, that’s exactly what one longs for in terms of sociopolitical organization.

Such a conclusion can be drawn by examining just whom these radicals think should be honored over and beyond a patriotic grandmotherly type whose only fault was an admiration of her beloved state’s history. For while the Black Legislative Caucus vilifies Mrs. Cassye Gravely --- the Pledge’s author --- as one of the great villains of American history, their ideological compatriots at the U.S. Post Office have placed their stamp of approval on an individual at best worthy of our disgust and contempt.

The Postal Service claims it is honoring Paul Robeson with a stamp for his accomplishments as a thespian. But as Hoover Institution fellow and Washington Times columnist Arnold Beichman notes, this philatelic fiasco makes as much sense as lavishing similar praise upon Nazi cinematographer Leni Riefensthal for her groundbreaking films. For you see, Robeson was an avowed Stalinist.

Multiculturalists cannot whitewash this unpleasant fact simply because Robeson was Black. Unlike more wily subversives, Robeson was quite open about his preferences favoring dictatorship and bloodshed. According to Beichman, of those who dared to stand in the name of freedom against the infringements of liberty inherent to the Communist way of life --- a system responsible for destroying more innocent lives than even Nazism --- Robeson believed they ought to be shot and that Soviet authorities acted appropriately in killing millions during the Great Terror.

Another dogma promulgated by the multiculturalist hierarchy is that race does not matter since in the end we are all human beings. That is until minority racemongers harp on their pity-pots with their hands outstretched in hopes of handouts. White folks, on the other hand, aren’t even suppose to realize they are white.

At no other point in history can the student of the past come across a people as eager to cooperate in bringing about their demise as the contemporary Western Caucasian as modern America is essentially inviting its conquerors in and giving away the store in the process. Even on their way out the Romans put up a bit of a fight to make the Barbarians work for it.

This demographic pathology has been so ingrained by opinion making elites that often only those holding to other equally fanatical extremes posses the fortitude of their own distorted beliefs to enunciate some kind of warning against the pending cultural and ethnographic suicide.

Democratic grassroots theory postulates that the way to persuade fellow citizens as to the rightness of one’s cause is to employ speech of an argumentative nature rather than the strong-arm violence regularly characterizing less civilized cultures. Interesting then that the Mayor of Annapolis, Maryland exhibited her own affinity for police state tactics when she urged residents to jot down the tag numbers and descriptions of members of the White supremacist National Alliance for distributing a flyer entitled “Missing: A Future For The White Child” (I wonder if the same was done about Jehovah’s Witnesses prowling the neighborhood).

With immigration out of control and with the glee in which most of the nation’s so-called “leaders” roll over on the issue, guess the publication’s critics couldn’t very well argue against its truthfulness and hope to maintain credibility. The placard is part of the “Love Your Race” awareness campaign of this controversial organization.

That is awful, most will contend, in light of the groups often repugnant ideology. Besides, we are told in this new day of enlightenment and understanding, it doesn’t really matter what color someone is since we are all one big happy family. Then why is it this lofty ideal gets tossed aside when minorities want to wallow in what they are and to smear our noses in it?

If the Mayor of Annapolis wants to go Gestapo on those who don’t happen to share in her “I’d Like To Buy The World A Coke” view of the world, perhaps for the sake of consistency she should call for the same tactics to used against the Wal-Mart PR department. If race doesn’t really matter as the multiculturalists continually pound into White heads, why did Wal-Mart in cahoots with Kraft Foods produce a publication in commemoration of Black History Month entitled Strong Traditions And Soaring Dreams.

For that matter, why is there even a Black History Month? I don’t remember there being one where we clap for people just because they are White. White folks can’t even raise awareness regarding their own self-preservation without municipal officials resorting to surveillance tactics of questionable constitutionality.

One individual profiled in the booklet, radio personality Tom Joyner, is about as conductive to the promotion of the “inclusion” and “non-divisiveness&# 8221; constantly invoked to a nauseating degree by those that worship at diversity’s altar as including David Duke in a parallel publication chronically notable Whites of achievement. At least Duke’s comments are promulgated in a rational and non-disparaging manner; that’s more than can be said about Joyner.

If a Caucasian host of Joyner’s notoriety had said about Blacks what this broadcaster has said about Whites, the White guy would probably be rounded up by an FCC goon-squad. Not only through derogatory segments such as “Ask D. Whiteman” (guess it would be hard to do the same with an average Black guy off the street since it would be near impossible to understand his diction) but also through the causes Joyner supports one can deduce Joyner exhibits an undue preference towards those of “his community” (as he often calls them) that ought to embarrass any liberal in this day of overly-loquacious egalitarianism.

Foremost among Joyner’s philanthropic efforts is the Tom Joyner Foundation which supports BLACK students at historically BLACK colleges. Since the mind is intangible and immaterial, one would assume it did not have a color. So can anyone tell me why a Black student is more deserving of knowledge than one of another ethnic background?

Seems Joyner shows us his true colors in that he reveals that his racial agenda outranks any respect he might be trying to feign for erudition and academic achievement. Contrary to the propaganda of the United Negro College Fund, not all Caucasian minds have had the opportunity to live up to their potential either.

But perhaps most disgraceful of all is his setting aside of funds for Black victims of the 9/11 attacks. So much for everybody simply being an American that day.

I wasn’t aware it was a more grievous tragedy Black folk that died that day. You’d think we’d all pretty much look alike incinerated into a pile of ashes.

It would be bad enough if such hypocrisy confined itself to typically liberal sources such as half-wits in the media like Joyner and pea-brained legislators such as those in Virginia Black Caucus who can be easily ignored by those with a modicum of commonsense. However, things have gotten a bit more serious when so-called “conservatives̶ 1; at the highest levels of government begin to adopt attitudes not considerable different than racial radicals and agitators.

It is generally agreed upon that racial discrimination is judging someone by the color of their skin or ethnic background to determine if someone is to be granted a particular privilege, accommodation, or deemed worthy of association. Interesting then that the White House would violate this standard the rest of the government rigorously imposes upon the rest of us by celebrating Martin Luther King’s Birthday with a luncheon for the spouses of African-American clergy. Will Billy Graham be commemorated with a Euro-American clergy lunch and can you imagine the riot that would break out if he was? If little white boys and little white girls are suppose to hold hands with little black boys and little black girls, shouldn’t their spiritual leaders be expected to do the same?

The well-being of minorities in this country lies largely in their own hands. They can either embrace true equality of opportunity and in so doing enjoy all that America has to offer; or they continue to talk out of both sides of their mouths and incur White resentment in the process. The choice is up to them.

Copyright 2004 by Frederick B. Meekins


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Since the tragedy of September 11, 2001, Americans have exhibited a renewed sense of patriotism and love of country. This sentiment often manifests in a profound admiration and respect for the armed forces of the United States.

As such, most conscientious citizens are reluctant to criticize any policy or charitable effort undertaken in the name of honoring the military. However, the price of liberty is eternal vigilance, and even these gestures must be subject to the eye of scrutiny so as to prevent the denigration of American values, honor, and institutions.

In September at the kickoff of the football season, the National Football League ---- with the blessings of the Pentagon ---- sponsored a concert on the National Mall to honor the military with the Capitol serving as a backdrop. One would think such an auspicious occasion would require entertainment of the utmost dignity reflecting the solemnity of the venue hosting the event or the respect due to those organizers claimed to be honoring.

But instead of marching bands or performers with class such as The Statler Brothers or Cristy Lane offering up patriotic melodies in honor of God and country, some of the nation’s most hallowed ground was despoiled by burlesque behavior more suited to the ghettos and slums found in shadier sections of the Federal City. Foremost among these reprobates ranked Aerosmith and Britney Spears.

The phrase “sex, drugs, and rock-n-roll” has become such a cliche that we often think performers adhering to this credo really aren’t as bad as such a characterization would have us believe. In reality, however, the debauchery of these nihilists transcends most forms of decadence within the experiential framework of normal Americans.

The “exploits” of Aerosmith are something that might make even Ted Kennedy blush. Whether for or against, one has to admit that the war on drugs has enunciated a strong position as to the deleterious nature of these elicit compounds as reflected in the comprehensive punitive statutes addressing the matter. Interesting, then, that those who would otherwise probably be rotting in prison if not for their notoriety are granted the privilege to parade before us as if worthy of our adulation by the very same oligarchs bearing down their rule upon the rest of us.

Frankly, someone should have tipped off Capitol Hill Police since, in all likelihood, members of Aerosmith were probably stoned or in possession of drugs while in the Rotunda’s very shadow. It would not have been out of character.

According to one website
cataloging the bands appalling behavior, these tripped-out troubadours regularly conceal apothecarial contraband within their clothing and microphone sleeves so that their beloved drugs will be on hand during concerts. One member has even placed lines of cocaine atop the amplifiers so he could snort between songs. Often band members are so intoxicated they either have to be helped out on stage, held up while on stage, and helped taken off stage on top of having no idea where they even are.

If the NFL claims it invited this band to play at the Capitol because of the profound respect these minstrels possess for the American people and the principles we live by, league commissioners are more out of it than these potheads. Aerosmith has in the past passed liquor among the audience since they found few things as humorous as puking fans. If that’s how they feel about the halfwits making them millionaires, just think what manner of contempt they have for the rest of us --- even possibly those in the military.

Aerosmith’s admiration for its listeners is only surpassed by its respect for the concept of private property. In Japan, the band trashed a dressing room after being given turkey cold-cuts instead of left on the bone as they requested. Guess the hired help needed to be kept in line.

However, the reader should not go away thinking these musicians to be total anarchists. These level-headed realists live by the sensible standard that nothing should be thrown through a television larger than the set itself.

Some might wonder why I am writing about a concert held nearly half a year ago. Apart from the fact that like most of my fellow cyberscribes I don’t make a million dollars a year for these commentaries so I toil away my days at alternative forms of labor, Britney Spears is as much a skank today as when she cavorted about the stage way back in the olden days of September ‘03 in shorts covering up less than most people’s underwear. But you don’t have to take my word for it as Washington Post media critic Tom Shales wrote of Miss Britney’s exhibitionism, “When they weren’t being groped or fondled by her, dancers helped Spears strip her pants off, revealing a bikini-like black bottom for her second number. They even helped straighten out the...shorty shorts so that they didn’t reveal to much. Or maybe so that they did.”

Some of this strumpets devotees might argue that her risque performances in no way reflect her personal character. Even if such a specious claim could at one time be substantiated, it clearly no longer holds in light of her drunken Las Vegas shenanigans that culminated in her record-long marriage borne of her deep abiding love for her temporary spouse and her inspirational devotion to the institution of holy matrimony.

Hardly the epitome of wholesome American womanhood worthy of the honor of serenading the members of the armed forces of this great Republic. When Bob Hope went on USO tour, at least the broads in swimsuits stood there like they had some class.

At the conclusion of the pre-season concert, President Bush remarked that football “celebrates the values that makes our country strong.” Ideally, that would be so. However, at this point in our nation’s decline it might be more accurate to say that the spectacle surrounding the game is a glorification of the decay eating away at our culture.

Janet Jackson’s breast didn’t pop in from out of nowhere for all to see. Try as they might to deny it, NFL officials set this ball into play early in the season and was as much the outcome of what transpired over the previous fifteen weeks or whatever the number is as the effort needed to win any team the privilege to compete in this coveted sporting event.

Copyright 2004 by

Frederick B. Meekins

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