Wednesday, May 14, 2008

We Love You from Afar, or, Far From the Madding Ghetto

Coming out of the W. 4th St. station in NY, three guns were pointing right at me.
Fortunately they were on the walls, in giant movie posters. Just more murder masquerading as entertainment.
It's hard to decide, at this point, who the biggest phony liberals are - in Hollywood or in Washington.
Hollywood makes so much money on violence that it's hard to find one leading man who hasn't starred in an "action" film. Sometimes it makes their career, as there's never a shortage of mayhem to go around. It also helps - no, its mandated - that the hero utters something really cool before he blasts the bad guy into oblivion.
Indentify the stars by their lines:
"Hasta la Vista, baby; Yippee kay yaye yay, Do you feel lucky today, punk?" "I'm gonna get medeival on you." (OK I don't know the last one, but twentysomething morons were quoting that line for months.)
But, as often, geography is destiny. LA phonies that denounce or sometimes embrace ghetto violence usually live at far remove its consequences. Mostly in the Santa Monica range, in which are some of the richest areas on earth - The Hollywood Hills, Beverly Hills, Brentwood and Bel Air. These golden peaks and canyons are finally capped off with Malibu, a place that is thought of the world over as the embodiment of the California Dream.
So,"Hollywood money" is coveted by liberal political candidates, as are the celebrities that dish it out. This is nothing new about this phenomenon. There are bigger fish to fry. The real big bucks guys are actually running the studios and salivating at their next ultra-violent, explosion-filled "Blockbuster."
Washington is split almost in half by the deeply forested ravine of Rock Creek Park. The park is basically a moat, with most whites living behind it in the Upper Northwest section of the city. With its leafy streets and solidly built brick houses and apartment houses, it is one of the most pleasant urban neighborhoods in the country.
This is where many of our leading pundits live, or possibly in Bethesda or Chevy Chase, which are basically the same in looks and racial mix. Pontificator heaven is lily white and solidly upper-middle class or more. They find it a comfortable place from which to lecture the rest of the country.
Inside the city lines most send their children to private school after grade school. The children that do go to DC public schools find that, because of busing to their ultra-brite neighborhood, they are suddenly the minority.
What is the point of this post? It is to point out that fear of the black underclass does not make you racist. Obama, in his excellent, gutsy speech on race finally came out and said this. If a roofer sits next to you at a bar and starts a verbal attack on blacks, you in Hollywood or Washington are no better. You just defend yourself with geography, security, and privacy
Don't get me going on San Francisco. Suffice to quote the black comedian Chris Rock on a cable TV special.
First he comments that, no matter where he travels, he always finds that San Franciscans get along the best. The self-satisfied audience claps appreciatively.
Then Rock pauses, and says, "that's because you put all the niggers across the bay."

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