Democrats Show Their True Colors, by Kurt Schlichter

Demonizing a huge swath of the electorate (whites) is not working out that well for the Democrats. From Kurt Schlichter at townhall.com:

You’ve got to admire the Democrat Party’s innovative plan to center its ideology around contempt for America’s largest ethnic group. If nothing else, the last week or so has demonstrated that the key sacrament of the Democrats has stopped being the murder of little babies and has become the hatred of white people. Since somewhere between 60% and 70% of Americans identify as “white” – the notion of “white” is, like most ethnic categories, ambiguous and ultimately silly – this is, as the kids say, a bold strategy. Let’s see how it works out.

I’m betting it works out poorly. 

But I am biased because I’ve seen up close and personal, the consequences of what happens when a major faction elevates ethnicity over unity and tries to leverage it for short-term political advantage. I served in the Balkans. You know, the place where the term “Balkanization” came from? Our job was to keep Ethnic Group A from murdering Ethnic Group B and vice versa, and to keep both of them from murdering Ethnic Group C. That’s the natural state of man throughout history. A significant portion of history is the story of ethnic groups killing each other. America is an exception. It is a good exception. But our ruling class is too stupid, corrupt, narcissistic, arrogant, and historically illiterate to appreciate that. 

One of the greatest achievements of the United States of America was to make its ethnic majority not think of itself as an ethnicity. Look, I’m so white I make Mitt Romney look ethnic, but like almost everybody except for weird outliers who most of us never encountered in our daily lives, when I was coming up in the 70s, 80s, and up through the 90s, if you had asked me or most other people of pallor “What are you?” I would have replied, “American.” And if you had pressed me and asked, “No, I mean what are you?” I would’ve answered “American” again. And if you had asked me a third time, I would’ve told you to get the hell away from me, cranked up the Replacements cassette playing on my Walkman, and left.

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