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"Mr. Rightside" By The Red Pillers Inspired By Derb—Finally Youth Gets Transgressive!
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March 02, 2016, 05:46 AM
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Three years ago I wondered aloud in a TakiMag column why racism isn't cool.
What’s wrong with kids today? Don’t they want to vex their parents? Épater la bourgeoisie? Kick against the pricks? Be transgressive?

Mildred: “Hey Johnny, what are you rebelling against?”

Johnny: “Whadda you got?”

Part of the fun of being young used to be the feeling that you were struggling for world mastery against a cohort of closed-minded old farts with a mentality hopelessly stuck in the past. (What Orwell called “pedants, clergymen and golfers.”) Well, if it’s that old-fart cohort you’re looking for, check out your local Ivy League university or cable TV studio. Those places are stuffed to the rafters with them. 1963 is in the past, isn’t it?

And these protesting youngsters believe every single thing the old farts believe! Their transgressions reach no further than their awful beards . . .

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To any youngsters seeking to get political transgressivity on the move again, here’s a suggestion: Try racism. What could be more guaranteed to make mom swoon and dad go purple with rage?

No, no, not burning crosses on people’s lawns. The word “racism” long since overflowed that little pond and inundated the surrounding lowlands. I’m talking about racism as defined in Ed West’s excellent new book that I just finished reading. Location 925 in the Kindle edition: "Today the term racism has come to mean almost any recognition of race . . . and of difference (or average differences) between groups."

It sure has . . . Since racism as defined is transgressive, why isn’t it cool?  [Why isn't Racism Cool? by John Derbyshire,April 18th 2013.]

I don't know that racism (in the EdWestian definition, of course) is cool yet, but some of the younger generation are at least trying to encool it.

Here's a band that isn't just trying, they're crediting me as their inspiration!

 

Mr Rightside by the Red Pillers

Filling up with a rage

And it'll help me define

Why I've gotta be down

To build a border wall

It started with immigrants

Of course it ends up like this

It was the immigrants, they had so many kids

Now I'm fighting to keep

Europe's culture alive

Holding on to survive

This ethnic genocide

I let it get to my head

And my stomach is sick

My people don’t even know

And they’re mixing their races

Quotas in workplaces

Letting Europe go

And I just can't look

It's killing me

And taking its toll

All of these plans to end supremacy

Hidden as sick lullabies

Hoping to diversify

But there’s still hope for the whites

People like John Derbyshire

Opened up my eager eyes

'Cause I’m Mr. Rightside

[Da capo]

John Derbyshire, John Derbyshire

John Derbyshire!

John Derbyshire!

Hey, I'll take it—thanks, guys!

Before the race purists launch their missives about mail-order brides and degenerate mongrel brats, however, let me say once again that I'm fine with miscegenation.  As with the salt in your stew, it's a matter of quantity.  Numbers are of the essence.