I’m not a Racist – I Just Don’t Like Certain People

The real racists in America are those who judge people on their pigmentation.

Being white, or olive, or beige, or swarthy, or whatever color has been affixed to this Italian by woke affixers who care deeply about pigment but have no original thoughts about pigment and thus simply parrot prevailing pigment pabulum, it’s impermissible for me to claim that I’m not a racist.

Why? Because, according to critical race theory, anyone with the wrong pigmentation is ipso facto a racist if he denies being a racist. The right pigmentation is black or the pigmentation of so-called people of color, however, they and their color are defined.

Well, I’m going to say it anyway: I’m not a racist! However, I will admit that I don’t like certain people, as will be demonstrated herein.

Those who speak about racism should define the term, especially those who call others a racist, as well as those who claim not to be a racist.

New definitions of “racism” are in vogue, but let’s go with the old one:

racism: believing that a certain race is inherently, or genetically, inferior in some way, whether in intelligence, morals, industriousness, or some other trait or characteristic.

Now some science: As a matter of genetics, anthropology, and archeology, race is mostly a social construct with little basis in biology, especially where it really matters.  Moreover, the DNA that makes us human, at least where it really matters, came from one source in sub-Saharan Africa before spreading to the Fertile Crescent, where it turned east and west and eventually spread around the world.

That makes all of us African.

Sure, some of us, myself included, have 3% or so of Neanderthal DNA, but that’s not enough to make us genetically inferior, or at least I hope not unless we’re members of Congress or the CEO of Facebook

As DNA traveled around the world, facial features, skin color, hair color, and body type and size changed from one geographic area to another, in a Darwinian process that only geneticists and evolutionary biologists understand. Those superficial characteristics get confused with race.

It’s even more confusing in a multiracial country like the U.S., where tens of millions of people of different colors have mixed their chromosomes together, thus creating more shades of color than Sherwin-Williams carries. On the other hand, it’s less confusing in a country like Iceland, where there is little diversity.

Speaking of Iceland, I went there one time to teach management classes to just about every human resources manager in the country. I was a person of color compared to the attendees and the general population. It is a nation of high trust and low crime. In fact, it has averaged less than one homicide per year for the last 20 years. Maybe that’s because there aren’t many Italians, or, I should say, Sicilian mobsters, who, by the way, are some of the people that I dislike, as will be discussed momentarily.

First, to continue our story of the great migration of DNA: The idea of race became even more muddled as people divided into clans, tribes, ethnicities, cultures, classes, religions, and nationalities. And it became more muddled still as these subdivisions began attacking each other, subjugating each other, and killing each other. Those who were early adopters of cannons, warships, a central treasury, and an administrative state were more efficient at this than those who didn’t.

Sometimes, the victims and victimizers had the same color and features; sometimes different colors and features.

Those of the same color and features found some other way of distinguishing between friend and foe, such as religion, ideology, class, dress, customs, or even whether they had a bone through their nose versus one through their lips. Or take present-day America, where those with studs, rings, and tattoos all over their face are in a different tribe than those who drive a Tesla to Whole Foods and then go home to eat arugula, ride a Peloton, and virtue signal about social justice in order to rise in the social hierarchy of those who think as they do.

Naturally, people who have been victimized by people of a different color will tend to dislike all people of that color, even if a specific individual of that color had nothing to do with the injustice. And even when the victimization happened generations ago, the resentment and distrust can remain extant, especially when facts and folklore are embellished by those who benefit from divisiveness, such as race hucksters, bureaucrats at the EEOC, consultants on critical race theory, and directors of diversity and inclusion—all of whom have an incentive to perpetuate racism.

Incidentally, Mark Perry, an economics professor at the University of Michigan-Flint, determined that the university has nearly 100 diversity administrators.

It’s also natural for people who have victimized people of a different color to see the victim as less than human, in order to justify their actions. To take one example out of scores of examples from history, slave owners in the American South and throughout the Spanish Empire saw Africans that way. Then, to reinforce the bias, they kept their slaves from being educated and split their families apart, to keep them from improving their lot and from showing that the bias had no basis in fact.

The caste system in India is another example. aOr take Brazil, where blacks with lighter skin see themselves as superior to blacks of darker skin.

The poor schooling of African Americans continued in America in the Jim Crow era and continues to some extent today. At the same time, the very serious socioeconomic problem of fractured black families also continues today, aided and abetted by misguided welfare programs. The people responsible for the bad design of the programs portray themselves as being woke about social justice but are largely silent about the tragic consequences of the programs. Maybe they’re like the former slave owners who didn’t want blacks to prove that they could survive without them.

None of this is very profound, probably because I’m of average intelligence, perhaps due to those Neanderthal genes. So far, though, in spite of being average, this commentary is deeper and more honest than what passes for intellectual discourse on race today—which shows how awful the discourse is.

Continuing with the de minimus profundity, here’s another fact that is overlooked by the hate-whitey-woke crowd: that it’s hard to come up with a race or ethnocultural group that didn’t brutalize, oppress, and subjugate other groups. Certainly not the Hutus. Certainly not Northern Europeans. Certainly not Italians and Hispanics. Certainly not the Comanche, Sioux, and Apache. Certainly not the Japanese, Mongols, Chinese, and East Indians. Certainly not Arabs, Egyptians, Persians, and Israelites. Certainly not hundreds of other unique ethnocultural groups hidden under the contrived labels of White, Black, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, and Pacific Islander.

Those without blood on their ancestral hands can throw the first racial stone.

Speaking of blood on their hands, it’s time to turn to Sicilian mobsters, as promised.

If I had a daughter, I wouldn’t want her to marry one. If I had a business, I wouldn’t want to hire one. Nor would I want to live next door to one. And if I were a prosecutor, I’d go after them with a vengeance, as Rudy Giuliani did, if for no other reason than they give other Italians a bad name.

It’s not just their criminality. It’s their culture of superstitions, vendettas, machoism, and crudity. Sure, both the culture and the Mafia came about because of Sicily being impoverished and conquered by so many different invaders over millennia, and because governments were so corrupt and incapable of protecting the population from predation. But in the end, so what? Knowing that history still doesn’t make me want to break bread with a Sicilian mobster, especially not at a New York Italian restaurant, where bullets might be the main course and I could end up in the trunk of a car in the long-term parking lot at Newark Airport.

Does that make me a racist?

If so, here is more evidence of my racism: I also don’t like white supremacists, communists, fascists, Antifa, religious zealots, partisan ideologues and dogmatists, and the naïve belligerents of both parties who squandered trillions of dollars in useless wars overseas for more than two decades instead of on the revitalization of America’s urban and rural slums.

In addition, I don’t like the Cuomo brothers, Nancy Pelosi, Sean Hannity, Don Lemon, Dick Cheney, and the guy who heads up Facebook. The same with gangbangers and celebrities whose faces are covered with tattoos, or the fellow Arizonan who wore animal skin and Viking horns at the Capitol riot.

No doubt, they don’t like me or my kind, either.

That doesn’t mean that I want to take their rights away, or treat them uncivilly, or cancel them, or subject their kids to reeducation, or exclude them from our Democratic, pluralistic, classical liberal society. Nor does it mean that I think they are genetically inferior. It just means that I don’t like their beliefs and behavior, including their propensity to want to infringe on other people’s rights, or to take other people’s stuff, or to implement half-baked notions for remedying complex social and economic problems, or to see people in terms of race instead of individuals. My dislike has nothing to do with race.

Maybe someday I’ll be as enlightened and open-minded as those who see themselves as woke and who embrace critical race theory. You know, the people who focus on someone’s race and pigmentation instead of the person’s individuality.