by Thomas Fleming
August 19, 2008
The appearance of John McCain and Barack Obama at Saddleback, California’s "purpose-driven" church marks the ultimate ascent of Rick Warren to the Gantry-in-Chief of the P.T. Barnum Church of America. Warren’s success is living proof of Barnum’s oft-quoted observation that there is a sucker born every minute. In the event, Obama’s imitation of Christianity was so poor that even John McCain—the very model of a Christian divorcé–looked good by comparison. Obama could barely bring himself to stutter out the Scriptural passages he had memorized as his answer to the scripted questions.
Obama needs to establish church-cred, if he is ever going to win the votes of the people he hates and fears. I mean White People. It is true that the majority of Obama supporters are White People, but most of them fall into the category of self-hating Whites otherwise known as liberals. A liberal, as I never tire of quoting (from Robert Frost), is someone who would not take his own side in an argument. Rich liberals naturally support high taxes and extravagant government expenditures on the poor, preferably the undeserving poor. A male liberal—we can hardly call such creatures men—favors women’s rights; heterosexual liberals favor “Gay” “marriage,” and European-American liberals prefer all cultures to that of Europe. And, if these idiots condescend to note their skin color, they hate it or at least they think they do.
Mr. Obama may or may not like the White liberals who burn incense to his TV images that fill up the evening news broadcasts, but he knows he cannot stand the illiberal Whites who do not hate themselves. Obama spent two decades attending Trinity United Church of Christ and claimed its pastor, Jeremiah Wright, as his friend and mentor before discovering that Wright was an anti-White bigot. He even borrowed his book title “The Audacity of Hope from one of Wright’s sermons. Every time I hear that phrase—so redolent of the old stereotype of half-educated blacks who insert pretentious words into their conversation–I imagine how Johnny Lee, aka Algonquin J. Calhoun, would deliver it. Like all the stars of the Amos ‘N Andy television show, Lee was a fine comic actor, and it is some kind of weird racism that has sent immortal comics like Tim Moore (Kingfish) and Spencer Williams (Andy) down the memory hole. The NAACP’s persecution of Amos ‘N Andy does prove one thing, and that is that black liberals (including Barack Obama) hate themselves as much as white liberals do. What is left for them to love? Not much.
Jeremiah Wright not only hates Whites, he does not even pretend he doesn’t. Imagine the SPLC in a parallel case, if it found out that Pat Buchanan regarded the comparatively mild David Duke as his mentor. The DNC and the media can tell any lies they like, but they cannot change the fact that the Democratic presidential candidate hates Whites, including the members of his mother’s family who showed him every kindness. Compared with the average self-proclaimed white bigot who says he loves his ancestors, Obama is one sick and sorry excuse for a human being.
The Wright story does have its lighter side. It is Obama’s membership in Wright’s “church” that has justified his claim to be a Christian, and his claim to be a Christian is his best evidence that he was never a Muslim. No one has called him on this, so far as I know, even Christians who are fully aware that the United Church of Christ has nothing to do with the historical Christian faith taught by the apostles. Some Christians have questioned Obama’s credentials as a Christian because of his support for abortion and infanticide, but in the UCC a woman’s right to kill her children is part of the creed, perhaps the only article of faith (apart from support for “Gay” “marriage”) from which no dissent is permitted. When the UCC says “God is still speaking,” they do not bother to explain why their “God” has been contradicting himself so much. I used to think black people had more sense than to put any stock in the post-Christian conventicles that joined together in the great anti-Church known as the United Church of Christ, but in joining the Middle Class upwardly mobile Blacks have apparently become as gullible as their white counterparts.
If membership in the UCC is the best argument Obama has for refuting the claim he is a Muslim, he would have to explain how the leader of the Nation of Islam came to speak at his “church.” But, I suppose, better Louis Farrakhan than Jeremiah Wright or Rick Warren. No, I do not think Barack Obama worships Allah or any other “god” he cannot see in his own mirror. In the solipsistic universe he makes up from speech to speech, press conference to press conference, there is no god but Barack and Obama is his prophet.
How did we ever reach the point where an Obama could be the presidential candidate of a major party? A political unknown in Illinois until the Republicans, in one of their frequent fits of self-destructive frenzy, decided to run Allan Keyes against Obama. That is how this Marxist nonentity entered the Senate, where he did nothing for a year or so and then decided that he was that any boy in America who could refuse to grow up and become president. And, although he made Hilary Clinton appear to be a conservative or at least a pragmatist, people still voted for him. Who are they?
I understand why blacks vote for a black candidate, though by the same token Germans should revere the memory of Adolf Hitler and Georgians would have a statue of Stalin in his home town. (Oops.) I can also understand why public school teachers, social workers, and other welfare-dependents vote for a politicians who will certainly increase their income and power. But setting aside race-loyalty, greed, and the libido dominandi, how could anyone else hold his nose long enough to vote for anyone who talks in that smarmy adenoidal voice? When Obama gets on his pulpit, it sounds almost like he is swallowing his words in a sea of phlegm. He does not so much speak as (to quote what Alexander Wolcott once said of a theater audience) strum his catarrh. His self-righteous public persona should grate on the sensibilities of normal people–like nails on a chalkboard or the voice of Mariah Carey. And yet, some otherwise normal people voted for him in the primaries and will vote for him again in the general election. Why or rather how?
A few months ago I had a white driver in Texas, who was an enthusiastic supporter of Obama. When I politely asked him why, he explained, anyone will be better than Bush. That is not an easy argument to refute—except in the case of Obama and McCain. The one great comfort of this campaign is that we know the outcome: Whoever wins will turn out to be the worst president in American history. What I wanted to ask him, though, was how could a working white guy vote for a man who so obviously hates him and his people. The driver was, admittedly, not one of those gun-toting religious bigots Obama is so afraid of, but an Obama administration, backed by a Democratic Congress, will certainly do everything possible to enhance the opportunities of everyone who is not white while forcing white taxpayers—and, let us be honest, we do pay most of the taxes because we have most of the money—to fund what might be described as Operation White Out.
Here is an allegedly true story going round the Internet. “Overheard in New York City:
Thug #1: Yo, I can’t wait for Obama to win the election, yo! He gonna make white people illegal!
Thug #2 (stopping dead in his tracks): You one ignorant m-f, ain’t you?”
The first thug, though something of a dreamer, does at least reflect something of the hopes that are entertained in the event of an Obama victory.
The racial logic of the Obama campaign is far from new; it is as old as Affirmative Action programs that ask white parents to take privileges away from their own children to give special assistance to the children of strangers, so long as the strangers belong to a different race. It is one thing to argue that we should practice charity toward the poor or even that we should be selectively more charitable, for one reason or another, to this or that group of poor people, but quite another to ask me to put the needs of my own children—along with those of my nieces and nephews, grandchildren and cousins, neighbors and friends—behind the needs of other people. However you describe Affirmative Action and minority set-asides, they represent a deliberate and systematic policy of discrimination against people like me in favor of people not like me simply because they are not like me. Such disgusting and immoral policies are worse than any form of racism I have encountered because they teach us to hate precisely those whom we are most supposed to love.
An electorate that accepted the Affirmative Action policies imposed on it by the political class had already made a national suicide pact. American Whites simply cannot wait to be marginalized, and in the media they are already reserving places in the internment camps—for you and me and also for them. One of the big news stories this summer was the revised date by which the Whites will be a minority in the United States. News readers and columnists could barely contain their glee and actually took some time off from extolling Obama. On ABC Charley Gibson and the gang were like small children at a birthday party, unable to decide which to eat first—the cake or the ice cream. Oh boy, you could hear their minds turning over, “We’re going to be aliens in our own country.”
At this point, ordinarily, I would say something about the problem of white backlash being worse than the anti-white racism of Obama. But there is no backlash to speak or complain about. Bubba has got better things to worry about than his second-class status. There’s the new truck, American Idol, and, if he is really ambitious, a meth lab. I expected, at least, to see NOBAMA signs—a GOP effort whose creators insist is not racist– cropping up around town, but I have yet to see even one. When I made my first Nobama joke, even before Nobama.com was put up, it was greeted with unease or rather dis-ease, since we are all dying of a surfeit of sensitivity. It may hardly matter at this point who wins the election, because America is already an Obama-Nation (this pun courtesy of the “Christian” “Right”).
Yes, I know. Describing the Obama campaign as an expression of anti-White racism proves I am a bigot. Somebody, call the Southern Poverty Law Center so they can advance me in their rankings. Bigotry these days has nothing to do with the way you treat people or even with what you actually say. Bigotry is what they say you are thinking when the play your speech backward at half speed. As I have said long ago and many times, we have only two choices in America: The first is a society that is legally color-blind, that is, a political and judicial system that does not discriminate on the basis of race though it cannot, on the other hand, prevent people from following their personal whims in private life. This is what I have always advocated, and it may be one of many possible dreams arising from the classical liberal fantasy that must be dear to the hearts of Americans. The other choice is a society that discriminates on the basis of race. If that is the choice–and it is in fact the choice Obama is forcing on us–we are in something of a bind.
The Obamanation is a racist nation that will leave white Americans few honorable options. They can, of course, emigrate, an option that gets more attractive every day. If they stay, they will have to resist the temptation to turn liberal and sign on to the suicide pact. If they refuse to sell out, all too many will lose their souls in a poisonous hatred that may drag them down as low as Barack Obama and Jeremiah Wright. In resisting the campaign to "make white people illegal," as every sensible person of any color should, we should not make the mistake of blaming black people for the suicide we continue to inflict on ourselves. We white males are the problem, not blacks, women, homosexuals, or Mexicans. We–at least the liberal part of "we"– turned away from our religion and our civilization; we made war on property and marriage; we rejected Haydn and Sophocles in favor of John Cage and Kate Chopin. We have emasculated ourselves, pithed our brains, destroyed our vision and hearing, and now, all that is left, is to vote for a candidate whose rhetoric at least is telling us to fling our worthless carcasses off the cliff. I blush even to hint at this but John McCain is now the only alternative to suicide.