April 29, 2004
A White Liberal Family And Their “Diversity” Toy Box
By Sam Francis
In one of its rare adventures into the no man's land
beyond the Beltway, the Washington Post last week
served up a series on What America Is Really Like,
concluding with an extended scrutiny of what is now
called
"Blue America" (actually,
red or
pink America), namely, that part of the country that
voted for
Al Gore, loves
Bill Clinton and remains proud of it. [A
Liberal Life in the City by the Bay
By
David Finkel, Washington Post, Apr 27, 2004]
Not surprisingly, the Post focused on
California's 8th Congressional District in San
Francisco, home of House Minority Leader
Nancy Pelosi, whom
the Almanac of American Politics describes as having
a "perfectly liberal voting record.”
The country remains almost evenly divided between the
Blues and the Reds (the latter being, in the curious
codewords the media have recently crafted, more or less
the "conservative"
side),
and while Mr. Gore in 2000 received more popular votes
than George W. Bush, he won only 42 percent of the white
vote.
This is of some relevance because it was a white
family in
San Francisco that the Post profiled for the
purpose of finding out What White Liberal America Is
Really Like.
What they're like, in case you can't guess, is
frightening. The Harrison family, the Post
reports, "describe Bill Clinton as 'intelligent,'
'charismatic' and 'a
good representation of America.'" The sort of
issues Blue Americans think about include such questions
as “ ‘Is the United States to be guided by the rigid
morality of the
Ten Commandments, or by something more elastic?’”
The answers they come up with are odd. Tom
Harrison, the head (sort of) of the family,
"thinks that 'politicians
tend to be good people' and that government isn't too
big, and even though a third of his paycheck goes to
taxes, he pays them gladly and would willingly pay more
because of what he
sees around him every day."
Tom, you see, tells the Post that "life has
taught him that you can't have one hard-and-fast rule
for everybody. There are grays."
Actually, most people seem to learn that sometime
around the age of 15 or so, but if it took Tom his whole
life, that's OK. Compared to wife Maryanne, Tom is
Nobel Prize material.
Maryanne, she explains to the Post, grew up
in "a small, safe, shy, insulated, very
Catholic, stay-in-the-neighborhood life," but
the liberating excitement of marrying Tom taught her too
all about the importance of not having the same rules
for everybody and being elastic—especially about
"diversity."
"Her world got wider and wider," gurgles the
Post, "until she became the person she says
she is now: someone who thrives on, rather than
insulates herself from,
diversity. She has been to a Chinese wedding. She
has been to a
Buddhist wedding and a Buddhist funeral. She has
Passover Seder every year with the neighbors next door.
'See, I love that,' she says. 'I love that. People
interest me. They fascinate me.'"
Well, you have to admit, people like Maryanne and Tom
and the whole vast intellectual La Brea tar pit where
Blue Americans like them live are fascinating too. They
think living by rules that forbid murder, theft, lying
and adultery is "rigid" and favor a more
"elastic" code under which sometimes
murder,
theft,
lying, and
adultery are OK.
You can't have one hard-and-fast rule for everybody,
you know.
And then there's Heather, the Harrison's daughter,
who does not have
two mommies like the other, more famous Heather but
does have the misfortune of having two bubbleheads as
parents.
You have to feel sorry for Heather because her dad is
perfectly happy to fork up a
third of his income to the government every year
when it could have gone to supporting Heather or
somebody else to whom he actually has some obligations.
But Heather seems happy enough, except when faced
with lack of diversity.
"When she and her fiancé went house-hunting over
the bridge in 83.9 percent white Walnut Creek," the
Post reports, "she couldn't wait to get back
to
San Francisco.’ I don't like
just white people,' she says."
No sir, back to those good ole Buddhist weddings and
the annual Seder in the 8th District (which happens to
be about 49 percent white, incidentally, perhaps not
quite as "fascinating" as the Harrisons would
prefer).
The diversity at which Heather and her two
bubbleheads love to play so much is just as much of a
fraud and a fake as all the rest of the gooey liberalism
they believe and pretend to embrace.
They can drag diversity out of its toy box anytime
they please or stuff it back in if it starts boring or
threatening them.
For millions of other Americans who have to
live with the
consequences of the guilt,
sanctimony and sheer shallowness that Blue Americans
like the Harrisons help impose, it's not so much fun.
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