Stupid Paleface Tricks
December 14 2002CE
I'm writing this from a "death hogan," which has been abandoned for about twenty years. It is five degrees Fahrenheit outside, so it was either stay in the hogan or freeze to death. ("I ain't afraid of no ghosts!") After the front right wheel of my pickup fell off, the water in the radiator froze.... freeze plugs, radiator, hoses, and assorted bits and pieces are now trashed. Golly. As I stood staring at was once my pickup, I said to myself "David, you are one damn Stupid Paleface." Inside my near-frozen brain, the idea was born to spend the night writing about things in my culture that I object to. In a few days I will write about things I like about my culture.
When I speak of "my culture," I do not mean "Pale skin, two parents from Wales, speaks Californian English." I mean "Western" culture, and "Westernized" culture. I have used the phrase "white culture" out of laziness: American culture is a beautiful mixture of many hundreds of cultures.
The weather forecast announcer canceled the rain forecast, stating this was "Good news. Real good news." How very white man of him. I am vastly amazed at such insane thoughts and behaviors demonstrated by people raised in "white culture." Hundreds of millions of animals depend upon the winter rain for their lives; billions of plants need that rain. What the announcer thinks of as a "bad" thing because it is an inconvenience to the "white culture" way of life, the rest of the planet's living beings (some 99.999%) consider a blessing. Rain slows the cars that the "white culture" depends upon to live; rain causes traffic accidents because people raised in "white culture" do not adjust their behavior to live in harmony with rain. People raised in "white culture" would rather die--- or worse, be crippled and maimed--- than alter their plans, their desires, and their behavior to integrate rain (nature) in their lives.
This makes me contemplate Paleface behavior. When I write "Paleface," I mean everyone caught up in the "white culture" insanity. This could be a black man, a Korean woman, a Chinese teenager--- those who strive to acquire wealth and possessions and status, and now and then sacrifice their honor to achieve those goals.
Therefore I have thought of a list of Stupid Paleface Tricks ("SPTs"). These are acts and beliefs that make no sense to me. Though I try hard to understand how and why people act these ways and do these things, I am left utterly mystified. The mystery is all the greater because I have been born and raised in "white culture" myself.
First, I must state that I love many things about the "white culture," not just because it is *MY* culture: there is great beauty within it, though at times it is very hard to find. For example, I think that sending a human being to the Moon was an act of Beauty: while there was certainly vanity involved ("Look at what we humans can do!"), it was also an extravagant expression of humanity's desire to explore, achieve, and experience that which is magnificent and awe-inspiring. It is a shame that a woman had not walked at the side of Allan Shepherd on the Moon.
Want another example? The United Kingdom spent a vast fortune, and hundreds of lives, putting down the slave trade--- even as Americans (Palefaces *AND* a few American "Indian" tribes) captured, bought, and sold slaves. Some Apaches traded slaves with some Mexicans and some Pipa a'ha macave (among others). It is noble for a culture to state "We refuse to own slaves" while their neighbors enslave; it is even nobler to be willing to bleed, to be maimed, or to die to end slavery. I do not ignore the fact that some times the suppression of slavery was economically motivated: I applaud the act of suppression, and let the Gods consider "Why."
SPT #1: Paleface burial customs leave me baffled. When I die I expect to be dumped in the desert for the coyotes and crows to eat me; I emphatically insist that my carcass be left the way death found me. No tears and no prayers are to accompany my carcass into and through the intestines of the animals that chew on my bones.
Yet Palefaces treat the carcasses of their family and friends insanely. First the body is drained of blood, and poisonous fluid pumped inside. Then the body is put in fine clothing, and placed in a very expensive box (often costing more than I earn in a year). Some times the body is burned to ashes, and the ashes placed in a decorated bottle--- to sit around the house collecting dust. Other times the body is buried in its box and a marker placed over the burial site. This behavior baffles me utterly.
SPT #2: One generation of Palefaces do their best to exterminate the American "Indians." Another generation of Palefaces comes along, and what do they try to do? They try to be as American "Indian" as possible--- they wear feathers, American "Indian" jewelry, go to powwows, fuck any American "Indians" who will have them, learn a few dozen "Indian" words, subscribe to tribal newsletters.... all because American "Indians" are "cool" and "fashionable" at the moment. If they are lucky enough to have one American "Indian" great, great, great, great grandfather, they gloat in self-satisfied smugness and believe themselves to be "Indian."
It is behavior I do not understand. Embracing American "Indian" culture is not a show of honor and respect: it's the opposite. The desire seems almost pornographic to me, as it is a lust to possess that which has been idealized, symbolized, and turned into a nearly colorless parody of reality. There were, and still are, hundreds of different American "Indian" cultures: all of them were and are living, breathing, vibrant, and boldly human: to fixate upon a tiny portion of beliefs and behaviors of such a culture and idolize it is a great insult to that culture--- it marginalizes, ignores, or trivializes the whole culture. That is not honor; that is not respect.
There was and still is a vast amount of beauty in "Indian" cultures. There was also great ugliness in some of these cultures as well.
Consider some Apache tribes: the greatness of a warrior was measured by the strength and courage of that warrior's vanquished enemies. An enemy captured alive was a great boon to a warrior, as that enemy could then be tortured to death. The longer it took for the prisoner to die, the greater honor given to the person who captured the enemy. If a prisoner suffered stoically and bravely, his or her captor was considered very great. If the person being tortured was a crying, sniveling coward, her or his captor would be heaped with scorn and derision. I make no social judgement on such an act, as it probably served as a culture-building tool: for the health of the tribes who did such things, it was probably a "good" thing, culturally speaking. I bring it up because I've yet to meet any Paleface, who longs and pines away wishing she or he were Apache, who thinks that boiling a prisoner's brains inside his head while he is still alive is an act worthy of veneration.
In other words, I do not understand why someone would idolize and idealize any culture when that would-be veneration does not include the hairy details. It is like loving someone's foot in the belief that the foot represents the whole person.
I love the Navajo culture as I believe it to be and as I believe it had once been. That affection does not, however, cause me to run around greedily grabbing every piece of Din? culture to my breast and calling it "mine," like a possession--- because I am not Din?. Doing so would be an insult to the Din?. My fondness and regard for the Navajos is based upon the beauty of their language, beliefs, stories, and struggles (past and current): those who are not Navajo cannot "capture" this beauty; indeed, anyone attempting to capture Beauty is a goddamned fool.
If us "white" people desire to Walk In Beauty, to live in harmony with nature and each other, let us heal our own culture and make it a thing of beauty. Many "Indian" cultures can certainly show us how: over 200 years ago the USA's founders included tenants of a few American "Indian" cultures into their new country's formation--- if you do not believe me, study Seneca ethics and the written tenets of the Iroquois Confederacy: the USA Constitution and the USA Declaration of Independence includes some word-for-word teachings of the Seneca.
SPT #3: Try as mightily as I do, I cannot fathom why Palefaces grow, or attempt to grow, lawns of grass in the desert.
Years ago while I was driving past the State Line of Nevada into California, on Interstate Fifteen, I saw a golf course under construction. A big sign had been erected warning of the eminent existence of the "Primm Valley Golf Course." This is in the heart of the Mojave Desert, which receives even less rainfall than any other desert on North America. Summer days routinely reach over 100 degrees, and the sun is a brutal tyrant, sucking up all moisture and desiccating all life.
For the life of me I cannot understand why the world needs yet another place to play golf. There must be at least a dozen close to the highway, and one more seems vastly stupid to me. The waste of water is CRIMINAL, as water is precious: on my hikes through the Mojave, I've had to drink some very foul, rank water to keep alive (often in seeps previously visited by cattle). Seeing water pumped out of the aquifer and sprayed on grass just so some wealthy, spoiled, lazy Palefaces can knock a tiny ball into eighteen holes (between "doing lunch at the Club" and knifing each other in the wallet) makes me stare in incomprehension at such a waste.
Then just this week I was driving through the desert community of Sandy Valley. I drove past a man who was mowing his lawn. He had to mow around the dead trees he had planted, and over the sandy, bare spots where sun and wind had carried off the soil he had transplanted. The grass he was mowing was a sickly brownish green, well suited for Virginia or perhaps Tennessee. I just had to stop and stare, which I know is not polite, and study him. He looked unhappy, like he did not want to be pushing his lawn mower around. Maybe he was unhappy about the bald spots on his lawn. Perhaps the dead, sun-bleached trees he had planted made him unhappy. Or maybe the not-yet-dead grass he was mowing was not performing to his demands and expectation. I must confess that I sat there in my car staring at him as if he were a raving lunatic. No doubt, when he noticed me staring, he thought similar thoughts about me.
In the town of Baker, California, there is a big sign that reads "The Gateway to Death Valley." Here I find a half-dozen fast-food stores with grass lawns, tropical plants, and green trees. It must take a huge amount of water to maintain these trees, bushes, and grass. Outside the "Del Taco" the grass is lush and the bushes are tall and thriving: I'll be bloody damned if I will ever comprehend why someone planted this grass and brush, here in the brutally dry desert. I'll be bloody double damned if I can ever figure out why someone is wasting so much water on plants one will not eat and upon which animals do not graze.
SPT #4: The destruction of beauty seems to be a Paleface duty. I was going to write "Paleface hobby," but the relentless effort and vast sums of wealth used to enact this destruction goes far beyond the amateur level one thinks of concerning hobbies. Billions of dollars are spent creating paved roads and parking lots into wilderness just so that millions of people each year can drive there and leave their trash and excrement, in comfort (often never leaving their cars: they just fling their plastic, potty-fouled diapers out their car's windows).
"White" culture sees paradise as a place lush with growing, green plants, blue skies, fresh, cool water, and fruit trees heavy with sweet, succulent food. Oh, and one more important item: the LACK of other people. So what does the "white" culture do when it finds such a place? It calls in the engineers and architects. Roads are blasted through mountains, graded through brush, and cleared through forests. Septic tanks are buried, and toilets installed. Vending machines that sell tampons and diet soda are installed. Fences and walls are built, with gates that have ticket sellers entrenched at them. Floodlights get installed next, and sound systems that have bullhorns mounted on tall poles. Buildings with heating systems and cooling systems are built, so that the bewildered herd can stare at "the beauty" in lazy, indolent, sluggish, stupid comfort.
And the "white" multitude indeed comes. They "Ooh" and "Ah" at stone arches, standing six-deep and hip-to-hip, consuming snow cones and cigarettes purchased at The Visitor's Center. They marvel at massive California redwoods after spending a half-hour looking for an empty parking spot, and then drop their candy wrappers at the base of the nearest tree (six feet from the trash can), thinking SOMEONE will come along, pick it up, and dispose of it properly. They spray paint their names upon grand, majestic cliffs, carve their initials in trees and picnic tables, and crap behind the boulders where their children go to Play Indian. Beauty and harmony gets bent and twisted until it becomes drudgery, ugliness, discord, and spirit-crushing.
This behavior is incomprehensible to me. It is like trying to figure out what an alien from Mars is thinking.
SPT #5: The "white" culture supports and defends evil even though opposing that evil is in its best interests. Those who speak against that evil are abused, harassed, threatened, jailed, and some times even killed by their neighbors and / or by their government. The "white" culture allows its government to enact evil upon them with an apathy that astonishes and appalls me.
For example: Judy Beri, fighting to save wilderness and forests, almost died when a bomb someone had placed in her car detonated. The bomb was encased in nails (to cause greater injury) and placed under the driver's seat. The FBI refused to investigate the crime, claiming that Beri had placed the bomb there herself. The Paleface citizenry did not express outrage at this, and remained unaware or uninterested in Beri's plight and the criminal behavior of the FBI.
For example: A woman is shot in the head and her hands are cut off. Along comes the FBI which concludes that the death was caused by "accidental exposure." (Uranium on the Reservation, of course, had NOTHING to do with it.) Did Paleface rise from its couch, turn off its television, and flood the streets in anger and rage at such abominable lies? No, it did not; it was too busy playing video games on its computers.
For example: A woman named Lisa McPherson was tortured and killed in a private hotel in Clearwater, Florida. During the police investigation, the primary suspects were all granted immunity from prosecution in exchange for their testimony. When the investigation was concluded it found that there was no one left to be charged and indicted for the horrific crime: they were all given immunity. Did the citizens of Clearwater march in protest and demand the District Attorney's resignation? Of course not: it gave a collective yawn and went back to sleep.
A man named Keith Henson, around 60 years old, peacefully and respectfully protested the business that tortured and killed Ms. McPherson. He made a picket sign that demanded justice be served. Incredibly, he was convicted and given a year in prison for the "crime" of "Interfering with a religion." At the prosecution's table during the trial was the Gambino Mafia family's lawyer, Elliot Ableson, manipulating the Deputy District Attorney like a puppet on strings. Henson was denied the right to defend himself. He was not allowed to tell the jury why he was picketing the business; he was not allowed to say what was written on his picket sign. He was not allowed to tell about the assault and battery he had been subjected to by the business' thugs while he was protesting. He was not allowed to mention the death threats he had received, nor about the "promise" whispered to him that he would be killed in prison. Newspapers in Canada expressed astonishment that Henson had been put on trial for protesting the criminal enterprise, let alone that he had been convicted.
All the while, USA citizens ignored, with dull eyes and fuzzy brains, this horrible abuse against Henson at the hands of Riverside County, California and the crime syndicate he was protesting.
For example: We now have a blood-lusting sociopath in the White House, looking for any excuse to invade Iraq no matter how tenuous. Just this week he insisted that cults be given government funds as it is, he asserted, "discrimination" to abide by the USA Constitution (which he once had sworn to abide by and defend) and not fund churches. This psychotic, spending two seconds to write his signature, ordered the destruction of millions of ONCE PROTECTED trees. These forests had been protected thanks to DECADES of hard work and effort by the country's citizenry.... and the Oval Office Asshole erased that effort with a single sweep of his palsied hand. Did the "white" people rise up and demand this madman's expulsion from office and his incarceration in prison? No.
For example: In every city there are people who must sleep in the streets, lacking money, food, and clothing. "White" people must step over and around these people on their way to and from work, to the grocery store, and to the tennis club where they drink martinis and lament over how much they will have to spend on air fare to visit Paris this year. The city government's "solution" to this minor little problem is to have its police department collect the homeless and bus them into other cities. No, really--- I read it in the newspaper.
One can give ten thousand more examples of evil being tolerated by Paleface. Murder, domestic violence, street gang mayhem, political graft, corporate greed, poisoned drinking water, warmongering, needless and senseless destruction of "natural 'resources....'" all of which does not concern Paleface at all. They only get upset and indignant when a football game on television is canceled, or when some politician is having unapproved sex, or when the liquor store closes ten minutes early.
Our governments behaved exactly as we are willing to tolerate. No king, no dictator, no President, no Lord and Lady has any power or authority that has not been (temporarily) granted to them by The People. When the government orders its citizens to commit evil, we need only refuse: why so damn many follow those orders is a vast, tremendous mystery to me.
SPT #6: The attack against the World Trade Center towers killed 2,792 people. When it occurred, millions of people around the world mourned (and yes, a great many evil bastards cheered). I recall standing in shock, dismay, and sorrow as the images of that unimaginable crime were displayed on television. This crime triggered thousands of speeches, the destruction of a society, the toppling of a government, and the expenditure of billions of dollars... all in the name of Punishing Those Responsible. Understand that I applaud this retribution; this revenge; this wholesale butchery of anyone and everyone even slightly responsible for the crime. As I said, I am a man of my culture, where pain, grief, and misery is returned "tit for tat."
Two thousand seven hundred ninety-two people are one hell of a lot of people. Think of the worldwide outrage that would have occurred if ten times that number, 27,920 people, had been killed.
Automobile crashes in the United States surpass that number of deaths every year: most are due to the use and abuse of alcohol. Where is the outrage? Why isn't the President making speeches and plotting revenge against alcohol sale and distribution? Why haven't the governments of other nations sent their condolences, and vow to Fight International Alcohol abuse alongside America?
But hold on there. Yes, the number of deaths every year due to alcohol-related car crashes is much greater than the WTC crime. But that number, in turn, is far less than the number of Americans who die every year due to the use of tobacco, by an order of magnitude. And yet the number of dead people due to tobacco use is smaller than the number maimed, crippled, and disfigured by tobacco use.
It is utterly baffling to me why tobacco and alcohol sales, distribution, and use is legal. It is insane, irrational, and I do not understand how such a thing can be. Think of the hundreds of thousands of people who live in grief, misery, and pain due to tobacco use. Think of the hundreds of billions of dollars spent in health care due to tobacco. If any other product caused the same injuries and deaths, it would be removed from the market and the sellers put in prison for life. I freely confess that I just must not be smart enough to understand why tobacco use is legal.
Nor can I comprehend why the United States government pays some farmers to grow tobacco, via subsidy. Part of the money taken from me by my government, via taxation, is used to kill and maim people via tobacco. This makes me a collaborator, an unwilling participant in the deaths and misery of a million citizens, and this galls me utterly and bitterly.
"White" society wailed in grief when 2,792 people were killed by terrorists. Find one of the millions who cried, and tell that person that 100,000 Americans die every year due to smoking or chewing tobacco, and note the blank stare of disinterest. Note the total absence of tears, sorrow, or commiseration. See the eyes turn dull with boredom. Hear a few of them call you a "Tobacco Nazi." Speak to that person about those who have been disfigured, maimed, and crippled by tobacco use, and see that person shrug and walk away.
Tobacco and alcohol has wreaked holocaust across America, and "white society" doesn't give a damn.
SPT #7: The prisons of America are stuffed to overflowing with users of unapproved drugs. Tens of thousands of people are in prison because they were caught with tiny amounts of marijuana. As far as I know, cannabis does not kill anyone, nor does it cause the injuries that tobacco causes. A man who brutally beats his wife can expect five years of probation and mandatory psychiatric counseling; a man who is caught smoking marijuana three times can expect to be put in prison for the rest of his life. Someone please explain to me how such a thing can be.
About a year ago I read in a newspaper that a rapist was acquitted of rape because his victim was his wife. I'm sure that if the arresting officer had found an ounce of marijuana in the rapist's pocket, the rapist would have served time in prison. In "white" culture, smoking marijuana is worse than rape.
Some people are willing to kill, be killed, or even worse--- sent to prison for life, not because marijuana has great value or is in any way precious. They are willing to face these risks because "white" culture has decided that marijuana sale and use shall be against the law. And yet it is that very same "white" culture that desires and demands marijuana. Since there is a huge market for the product, it *WILL* be supplied.
Nor can I comprehend that demand. I've never wanted to smoke marijuana; I prefer my brain to function as Nature formed it, without being temporarily hampering my mental abilities with unnecessary drugs. Why someone would chose to consume any drug without needing to (for maintaining good health) utterly baffles me.
SPT #8: Now and then I wonder if, to be a Real Man in America, one must enjoy killing animals for "fun." Countless times I have seen men jump out of pickups, handguns in their fists, and blast away at anything that moves. No, not just in the cities: also in the deserts. Every "No Shooting" sign I've ever seen has been riddled with bullet holes. On weekends in the Mojave Desert, I see groups of men in the hills, shooting. Any animal (other than human) that wanders across their fields of vision is Fair Game, be it raven, horned toad, lizard, jackrabbit, or beetle. The bodies of their victims are left to rot, uneaten: senseless, useless, irrational death.
One day I happened to be hiking the Kingston Trail, looking for the Coyote Hole seep. When I got there I found that two men, having arrived there in a four-wheel-drive Jeep, were loading shotguns. I made a lot of human noises as I approached, hoping I would not be considered prey. They waved at me, so I entered the brush to get water from the seep. As I exited the brush, I saw one of the men point his shotgun into the air at a crow, and blast it from the sky.
How I survived what occurred next I'll never know. Unarmed and more than a little crazed with fury, I leaped at them and verbally assaulted both men. They stared at me like I was the raving lunatic I was. I spoke franticly, trying to explain to them why killing for "fun" is the act of an insane, sick mind.
When people hunt elk, deer, and other animals for food, I applaud them: I have a vast respect for those who understand where meat comes from, and are willing to perform the ugly act of killing for themselves. I have far less of an opinion of the vastly larger number of people who never give a thought to the life they eat: they go to the super market, look over lumps of animal flesh that has been killed for them, butchered for them, wrapped in plastic for them, refrigerated and placed on display for them. How many men and women in "white culture" would balk at having to kill their own meat? Do they give even a second's thought to the cow they are eating when they go to McDonald's for lunch? When they pick up a "bucket of chicken legs" at the corner store, do they understand they are eating what was once a living being, with a face, with a family?
Then there are the amateur hunters: they buy a BMG .50 caliber rifle with telescopic sights, chin rest, tripod, and beer bottle opener built-in, read a magazine about hunting, and then go into the forest to Kill Something for the woman, back home, to dice up and cook. They shoot elk in the ass; they shoot legs, ears, withers, noses, and then abandon their victims to die slow, painful, lingering deaths when they run away. No quick, efficient deaths for these brave hunters: just lazy, careless maiming. How very, very manly of them! By the Gods, I swear I will never understand this despicable behavior.
SPT #9: Prostitution baffles me. Paying for sex seems so damn insulting to me that I cannot comprehend how any man would do it. I have no moral objection, and one ethical, to prostitution: it should be legal, as a legitimate service (and regulated as such, controlled by the government's various Health departments). Personally, I would sooner slit my throat than receive such a "service." I cannot think of any greater affront, indignity, and offense one can be subjected to. Paying for sex with a stranger is the ultimate act of self-scorn.
My ethical objection to prostitution is that I believe the majority of women prostitutes are not in the business by choice. They may have no other skills for employment. This means they are not willing participants. They may also have children to support, with no other means of doing so.
SPT #10: We Palefaces tend to warehouse our elders once our elders get to be too much of a trouble to take care of. We pay other people to dress them, feed them, shelter them, and wipe their butts when they are no longer able to do so themselves. Family members come to visit once or twice a year. I find this loathsome and contemptible. However, I do not know of a better solution: few people know how to properly care for the very ancient.
I spent a year working in a convalescent center, where there are ancient people who cannot move and cannot feed themselves. Some seemed to be unaware they were alive. Many were being fed through small nylon tubes, internally, as they slept. I have vowed that I will never live like that: I'll blast a hole in my head with a .45 first. Life without quality is to be feared, not prolonged.
SPT #11: Utah's Proposition Number Two reaffirmed that marriage shall only be between one man and one woman. For the life of me I cannot understand why this is so. If Jane and Julie love each other, that is considered a sin and a crime; if they hate each other, no one cares. If Mark and Mike love each other, that is considered an abomination and there are laws against it; if they hate each other, that's casually dismissed as "male rivalry" or "just what men are like."
Why shouldn't two women marry each other? I cannot think of any rational objection. Why may not five men marry one woman if they all so choose? The government feels it has the right to dictate such a policy; I emphatically deny the government such a "right." It's no one's damn business who other people love, as long as everyone is an adult who gives consent. I am baffled and amazed at such laws.
When I was driving through Utah last September, I saw thousands of signs that read "Protect Marriage! Vote 'Yes' on 2!" In protest, I parked my pickup on the side of the road, and wrote on the sides of my pickup "Protect Love! Vote 'No' on 2!" This did not endear me to the people who read the signs. Sure, I would happily marry twenty women if I could: that's not the reason why I find this Utah affirmation so loathsome. I find the affirmation an abomination because a million people got together and *VOTED* to approve or disapprove behavior that is private and none of their goddamned business.
SPT #12: There are businesses and individuals who seek out victims of disaster and crime, and feed off the dead, the dying, and the grieving. These vultures profit from the misery and sorrow of others. The sinister Scientology business, which calls itself a "church" solely to acquire tax-exemption status, is one such business. When the towers at the World Trade Center fell, ten or so Scientology salespeople were sent to the area to sell the victims their worthless, dangerous products (they sell brainwashing, financial ruin, destroyed families, and suicide) for a staggering amount of money. Other businesses sold worthless vitamins to the fearful, claiming these vitamins would protect them against anthrax. The vultures descended upon the dying and the grieving, and used every means available to extract every last dime from them. Some vultures were cults out to recruit the confused and the fearful. Other vultures merely rummaged through the pockets of the dead for cash.
What the rest of the world called an abominable crime, Scientology Inc. and others called a "business opportunity."
Now turn your gaze upon "President" George Bush, Jr. See him bewail the deaths of 2,792 people. See how he speaks of revenge with blank, staring, passionless eyes and slack jaw. On and on and on he goes, telling America how he will be our savior. I cannot shake the conviction that George Bush Jr. is ecstatically happy that the terrorist attacks occurred. Without the terrorist attacks, he would have without a doubt been considered the worthless, brainless moron that he is. See how his cheeks quiver in mock outrage when he whispers, in a small, humble voice, for the deaths of numberless, faceless people.
Bush has been given The Spotlight; into his hands has been thrust a Just Cause; fortune has handed to him the politician's most precious wet-dream: a button he can push to enrage, manipulate, and coerce the Bewildered Herd (some 300 million American citizens) into believing whatever he wants them to believe; to make them act however he chooses they should act; how to vote and for whom. Even more sinister, anyone who objects to Bush's evil agenda is branded "pro-terrorism" or "soft on crime" or "insensitive to the dead and grieving." After the terrorist attacks occurred, the ignorant, uneducated President could do no wrong. (Notice that Adolph Hitler did the exact same thing.)
Why does my society tolerate these vultures? I have no idea why.
SPT #13: Rude and abusive behavior is now the standard, normal behavior in my society. (Scary thought: it is almost as rude and abusive as French society.) Every day people kill and are killed because they do not follow simple, basic courtesy. They drive like there is no one else on the road. They make deafening noise at night, which prevents their neighbors from sleeping. They sneer in contempt at those who wait their turn in line. They cheat on their taxes, increasing the tax burden on those who do pay. They refuse to support their children.
Indeed, children are left to raise themselves, with little or no parental guidance and control. Children grow up obnoxious, spoiled, demanding, insolent, petulant, uneducated, ignorant, and with the expectation that Someone Else (the government, wife, parents) will provide their needs for them.
Why do "white" parents refuse to teach their children to behave? Because they, the parents, do not themselves know how.