My Favorite Story
Two Perspectives of the Other Man
On the edge of a town somewhere in the world there is an older retired gentleman who whiles away many an hour sitting in a swing chair on his front porch whittling.
One afternoon a stranger enters the town and sees the elderly gentleman and approaches him. After exchanging a few pleasantries and commenting on the warmth of the afternoon,the stranger asks the old gentleman on the manners of the people in the town. Are they welcoming and friendly or standoffish? Do they welcome others or are they suspicious of strangers? “How did you find the manners of the people where you came from?” the whittler asked. “Oh they were all nice and helpful and always welcomed new people with open arms, “ the stranger responded. “Well, “ the local gentleman responded, “I expect you’ll find everyone here to be pretty much the same.”
A few months later on an overcast fall morning. a stranger enters the town and sees the elderly gentleman and approaches him. After exchanging a few pleasantries and commenting on whether a storm was in the making, the stranger asks the old gentleman on the manners of the people in the town. Are they welcoming and friendly or standoffish? Do they welcome others or are they suspicious of strangers? “How did you find the manners of the people where you came from?” the whittler asked. “Oh they were all mean-spirited and suspicious of anyone new, “ the stranger responded. “Well, “ the local gentleman responded, “I expect you’ll find everyone here to be pretty much the same.”
If We Accept or If We Reject.
White jogger enters a black neighborhood, he increases his speed to get out of the neighborhood as quickly as possible. Black people stare at him, increasing his fear and his pace.
White jogger enters a black neighborhood, and waves a greeting to the people as he passes by. The members of the neighborhood wave back and call out “How ya doin’ man?” “Great! How you doin’?”
Black jogger runs through white neighborhood and waving at people he passes by. Then two beer-bellied, liquored up white gents who haven’t shaved that morning respond to his wave with the finger. Black jogger panics and increases his speed to get out of the neighborhood as quickly as possible before he is harmed.
Black jogger runs through white neighborhood and waving at people he passes by. The two beer-bellied, liquored up white gents who haven’t shaved that morning respond to his wave with the finger. Black jogger panics and increases his speed to get out of the neighborhood as quickly as possible but the drunken slobs don’t like the jogger’s gucci sweats and chase him down and try to beat, maim, or just blow his fucking brains out.
Not exactly the same alternatives open to the stranger who is white in a black neighborhood and the stranger who is black in a white neighborhood..
We carry our perspectives with us. We see others as like, or we see others as different. If we see others as like then we join in comradeship. If we see others as different then we might try to eliminate that difference by exterminating the other.
The white man’s experience in America who chooses to view the black man in a hostile way can run from the black neighborhood without too many consequences. But that same white man would rather chase the black man running in his neighborhood as if they were braying hounds chasing a frightened fox. Of course for the white man afraid of the black man his own fear turns himself into the beast that he believes the black man to be.
If the black man is out to get me, then I’d better get him first. If I replace myself by raping the black woman I know my half-black son might try to replace me by breeding more of what I bred by breeding with my daughter.
Of course that’s the part they leave out of the great replacement doctrines isn’t it? Because if they told you the only way the white man can become replaced is if he replaces himself by breeding with other races.
This is of course not something that is like brand new and white men only just discovered it. Many Asians that immigrated to America didn’t want their children to interbreed with other Americans because they didn't want their children to replace their ancestral heritage. Likewise with Italians and Hispanics and with religious ethnicities like the Jewish and the Eastern Orthodox. Of course when they do assimilate some of what was of the cultural identity is lost. But new bicultural identities begin to emerge.
But the great replacement is the dawning of whites that they have been systematically replacing themselves by the taking of the non-white woman. How many Americans by the fourth generation at the very latest have to no degree displaced themselves into multicultural subsequential descendents. Of course I think that’s good, that’s human, that’s how humanity prospered. Humans, sometimes even cross-species hominids, replaced themselves to create the necessary diversity in human personalities to prosper as a species dependent on diverse personalities.
But when people are herded into classified identities then the goal becomes to preserve one’s classification. Unfortunately that leads to the loss of the necessary diversity and diversity becomes not the different personalities necessary for humanity to thrive, but selective diversities that view personality not as individual but as aligned with a cultural, racial, or behavioral, or economic group.
What we are left with is to either be suspicious of the not-me, or to welcome the not-me. Unfortunately I find contemporary America is sliding heavily towards the former
The story I would like to write is this: The jogger jogged through the neighborhood and everyone waved at each other.