The truths of the matter

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THERE IS NO white privilege in America. There is black privilege, loads of it.

If two equally qualified people apply for a job, and one is black, the other white, then the black person will get the job. The same applies to university admissions.

This is no systemic racism against blacks, but there is systemic racism against whites. It’s not as dire as the systemic racism against whites that exists today in South Africa and Zimbabwe, due to U.S. population numbers. Be thankful for that.

There was systemic racism against blacks a century ago. But not now.

Black Lives Matter. White Lives Matter too. Ditto for Oriental lives, Latino lives and the lives of American Indians. Buildings and businesses also matter.

Michael Brown was not shot by a white cop while saying, Don’t shoot! Numerous investigations, including by the Obama Justice Department, proved that.

Police shootings of unarmed black men are significantly fewer than police shootings of unarmed white men. The greatest source of violent death faced by blacks in America today come from other black people.

Having one drop of “black blood” labeled you black a century ago, and that put you at a serious disadvantage. Having one drop of “black blood” today still paints you black, and that delivers big advantages. It can catapult you into the White House.

That’s black privilege.

Women are not paid less than men for the same work. Not these days.

There are no more than two sexes.

Multiculturalism and diversity unsettle society.

The party for blacks is the GOP, not the Democrats. See video in comments.

Truth matters.

The great escape

Steve McQueen made a “Great Escape” over a border. Me too!

WHEN I LEFT America in January 2000, I thought I was merely moving to another country to start a new adventure.

While that was true, what I did not realize at the time was that I, just like Steve McQueen in the photo above, was making my own Great Escape. But I wasn’t escaping from the Nazis. I was escaping from the United States.

When I hightailed it, things were fairly normal above the Rio Bravo. Bill Clinton was president. The economy was running well, and people were getting along pretty good.

There was no Black Lives Matter. There were no Antifa thugs running riot in the streets. There were no geriatric socialist presidential candidates. Conservative speakers were not tarred and feathered on university campuses.

There were no Safe Spaces, and public restrooms were either “Gentlemen” or “Ladies” or sometimes “Setters” and “Pointers.” Humor had not been banned.

Still standing were the World Trade Center in New York, Michael Brown and Trayvon Martin. And nobody outside Illinois had heard of Barack Hussein Obama.

Farther afield, there were no Mohammedan mobs being invited into European nations, nor to the United States either. Gays were not suing Mom & Pop bakeries over wedding cakes.

You got your porno on DVDs through the mail. It took some cash and effort. Nowadays it requires neither.

There was no Twitter, Facebook or iPhones.

Television dramas and sit-coms were not expected to kowtow to thought police. I read recently that the wildly popular sit-com Friends could not be made today, and it’s true.

The cast was all white. They poked fun at ethnic groups. The show’s crimes against PC were relentless, but nobody cared back then. We just laughed and laughed.

Seinfeld too would be verboten.

But the laughter has faded away. You must avoid saying certain true things, or you run a real risk of losing your job and/or friends and your social standing.

Everything went to the devil after I moved south. I’ve witnessed it exclusively via the internet, not in person.

Man, oh, man, I got out of there in the nick of time.