Guest Review: No Matter What, They'l Call This Book Racist, by Harry Stein

This review was submitted by reader/commenter JJ.

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This past weekend, friend and author Harry Stein ("How I Accidentally Joined the Vast Right-Wing Conspiracy and Found Inner Peace," "I Can't Believe I'm Sitting Next to a Republican") let me read the galleys to his soon to be released book "No Matter What, They'll Call This Book Racist" (Encounter Books, release date 4/17/12). In light of the Soldedad O'Brien Critical Race Theory embarrassment and the geschrei from the usual gang of thugs about voter ID laws, I half-jokingly told Harry that he could delay publishing the book, but the minute it goes to press something else is sure to happen. Cue the Trayvon Little shooting.

Race-baiting, demagoguery and the perpetuation of the eternal victim myth have allowed the left to keep black America in bondage for over 50 years while the merchants of multiculturalism eat away at our society and pervert Dr. King's credo of content of character over color of skin. The book dovetails history with current events as it examines, as the libbos like to say, the real "root causes" of why black America is the way it is; affirmative action, the absent black father, multiculturalism and today's black culture that applauds reprehensible behavior as "authentic" while persecuting "Uncle Toms" and "sellouts" who have rejected this and embraced and thrived in mainstream America. There's also a fascinating chapter comparing the lives and beliefs of the forgotten Booker T. Washington and the wrongly celebrated W.E.B. DuBois and, crucially one spotlighting black conservatives who are the hope for the future. And, by the way, who knew that Eldridge Cleaver, in his later years, not only castigated black America for embracing Islam but became a conservative and Republican?

Here's a taste, courtesy of the author:

Wallace’s June 1963 refusal to allow two black students to enter the hallowed halls of the University of Alabama was the fulfillment of the infamous pledge he’d made at his inauguration five months earlier. Standing at the precise spot where Jefferson Davis took the oath of office as president of the Confederate States of America a century before, he declared, “I say segregation today, segregation tomorrow, segregation forever.”

So despicable was the thinking represented by that pronouncement that for millions of Americans it will forever remain Wallace’s epitaph; this, despite his late-career disavowal of racial bigotry and his strong support from black Alabamians in his last campaigns. In fact, in retrospect Wallace was a complicated and even a tragic figure, in many ways representative of the lightning-fast transformation of the Old South to the New South. (Hardly incidentally, he anticipated the mass disillusionment with traditional liberalism that would lead to the wholesale exodus of working-class whites from FDR’s New Deal coalition and the rise of Reagan Democrats.) I myself, very much later, came to appreciate his bizarre yet somehow apt characterization during his 1968 presidential campaign of the liberal elites as “pointy heads who can’t park a bicycle straight.” But that’s another matter.

It was the indelibility of Wallace’s earlier racism, expressed as it was with such callous and intractable certainty, that made a declaration by Detroit Mayor Kwame Kilpatrick more than 40 years later so startling. Appearing at an NAACP dinner on April 30, 2006, in the middle of a campaign launched by affirmative action opponents for a Michigan state proposition aimed at ending government racial and gender preferences in education and hiring, the mayor pledged: “Affirmative action today, tomorrow, and forever.”

Nor did the mayor himself fare any better: Charged three years later with 10 felony counts of corruption, he resigned his office, and for a time found himself federal inmate No. 44678–039. Ultimately, Kilpatrick and his allies were unsuccessful, as that November Michigan’s Proposal 2 passed overwhelmingly. But what’s far more significant is that among his fellow liberals his eerie, repulsive echo of Wallace elicited absolutely no criticism. To the contrary, hearing it, his NAACP listeners erupted in cheers; and they, too, went without censure in the press and elsewhere. Indeed, campaigning at Kilpatrick’s side in 2008, then-presidential candidate Obama bestowed upon him a particularly heartfelt helping of boilerplate, declaring him “a leader, not just here in Detroit, not just in Michigan, but all across the country people look to him. We know that he is going to be doing astounding things for many years to come. I’m grateful to call him a friend.”

Welcome to the wide world of civil rights activism in a time when all the meaningful battles have long since been won. Which is to say, an activism that—largely for purposes of reaping liberal support and government dollars—tirelessly promotes the fraud that today’s version of racism constitutes a moral crisis nearly on a par with the virulent kind once represented by Wallace.

Definitely a must-read for all you 'rons and 'ronettes out there, especially in light of what is happening now. It's crucial, I think, to not be silenced about what's going on here and have the courage to speak honestly and openly about this issue. If we can take away the race card from the left, they've got very little after that.

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And a Review of Brent Staples, By Bernie Goldberg: Brent Staples is one of the newspaper industries' biggest jokes.

His latest effort, if it can be called that, is as lazy and shallow as everything he writes.

posted by Ace at 01:10 PM

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