Moving Napolean
Moving Napoleon
Naploean, like Cher and a few others, needed only one name. Even so, he did have the last name, "Boneapart." We, however, are not talking about that "Napolean." We're talking about Napolean Bonepart Broward, the first governor of Florida. It appears that a statue of Mr. Broward will likely be moved from the Broward County Court House. Why? Because he said some negative things about Black people. That was more than 100 years ago. But, apparently, the statute of limitations on racism has no expiration date and knows no international boundaries.
Yes! Cling to every word—ever said by anybody—and hold it aloft in an effort to prove that somebody, somewhere in the past was racist. Then talk about it endlessly. Make ridiculous assertions such as; "We're moving this statue so that people don't walk by and see a symbol of hate and shudder in fear, and, "Voila!" racial harmony will, somehow, prevail.
Currently, slinking through the past for wrongs so ancient that only a certified dimwit would think them important, is the preferred method for dealing with our collective racial trauma. That no such trauma exists, with a few admitted exceptions, is beside the point. The endless repetition of said crimes will eventually clear the air. At least, that's the theory.
This, of course, assumes that people walking by Napolean Broward's statue have a clue about who the man was. In a country where substantial numbers of people don't know who the vice president is or who fought in WWII, challenging the efficacy of aging statues and other totems of the past, based on modern notions of morality, is typical of the nightmarish world of political correctness.
This is what happens when you unleash the hounds. The hounds being anyone who is highly suggestible, who can then, be manipulated into a state of outrage on cue. Such lemmings are powerful allies in political warfare. They are America's version of radical Islamic suicide bombers. Strap an idea on their chest, and they will blow the whole damned world apart. And, the remarkable thing is, they'll feel morally superior for having done so.
If you want to see Napoleon Broward as a bad guy, then all individuals living in the past must be judged accordingly. In reality, a few racist statements made 100 years ago, don't form a blip on the radar screen of historical significance. But they make wonderful fodder for race hustlers and other political sleazeballs.
Given time, America's new class of race-bating homunculi will -with tweezers in hand - rummage through history's dustbin, in search of outrage. They will do so with one eye closed, making sure that "White history" alone, is the target of this outrage. Other outrages will be excused as politically inexpedient, because, when you get down to it, that's all this is, really, the pursuit of power. Not fairness. Not justice. Not racial harmony. But a pure, shameless, power-grab, carried out under the guise of racial concern. Consequences, be damned.
Make no mistake, tearing down statues is just the beginning.
Tearing down America, that's the real target.
Mark Magula
Naploean, like Cher and a few others, needed only one name. Even so, he did have the last name, "Boneapart." We, however, are not talking about that "Napolean." We're talking about Napolean Bonepart Broward, the first governor of Florida. It appears that a statue of Mr. Broward will likely be moved from the Broward County Court House. Why? Because he said some negative things about Black people. That was more than 100 years ago. But, apparently, the statute of limitations on racism has no expiration date and knows no international boundaries.
Yes! Cling to every word—ever said by anybody—and hold it aloft in an effort to prove that somebody, somewhere in the past was racist. Then talk about it endlessly. Make ridiculous assertions such as; "We're moving this statue so that people don't walk by and see a symbol of hate and shudder in fear, and, "Voila!" racial harmony will, somehow, prevail.
Currently, slinking through the past for wrongs so ancient that only a certified dimwit would think them important, is the preferred method for dealing with our collective racial trauma. That no such trauma exists, with a few admitted exceptions, is beside the point. The endless repetition of said crimes will eventually clear the air. At least, that's the theory.
This, of course, assumes that people walking by Napolean Broward's statue have a clue about who the man was. In a country where substantial numbers of people don't know who the vice president is or who fought in WWII, challenging the efficacy of aging statues and other totems of the past, based on modern notions of morality, is typical of the nightmarish world of political correctness.
This is what happens when you unleash the hounds. The hounds being anyone who is highly suggestible, who can then, be manipulated into a state of outrage on cue. Such lemmings are powerful allies in political warfare. They are America's version of radical Islamic suicide bombers. Strap an idea on their chest, and they will blow the whole damned world apart. And, the remarkable thing is, they'll feel morally superior for having done so.
If you want to see Napoleon Broward as a bad guy, then all individuals living in the past must be judged accordingly. In reality, a few racist statements made 100 years ago, don't form a blip on the radar screen of historical significance. But they make wonderful fodder for race hustlers and other political sleazeballs.
Given time, America's new class of race-bating homunculi will -with tweezers in hand - rummage through history's dustbin, in search of outrage. They will do so with one eye closed, making sure that "White history" alone, is the target of this outrage. Other outrages will be excused as politically inexpedient, because, when you get down to it, that's all this is, really, the pursuit of power. Not fairness. Not justice. Not racial harmony. But a pure, shameless, power-grab, carried out under the guise of racial concern. Consequences, be damned.
Make no mistake, tearing down statues is just the beginning.
Tearing down America, that's the real target.
Mark Magula