During
President George H.W. Bush’s 1992 re-election
campaign a news clip showed his surprise while
seeing his first grocery checkout scanner. The media
had a giggle fest looping the video as it perfectly
advanced the state sponsored template portraying him
as rich and aloof. Presidents and vice-presidents
rarely drop by the local IGA for milk and eggs, so
it is understandable this advancement slipped his
notice during his twelve year White House tenure.
I thought of this a few mornings back when I
discovered something equally spectacular. If I
publically confess my amazement now, the incident
will be old news should I someday run for president.
Many people might already be aware of the tidbit I
found earth-shattering, but there has to be someone
who finds this revelation equally surprising, so I
am falling on my sword so they do not have to. Here
is the story.
The trophy wife, my friend Tim and I were running
before sunrise Tuesday and because it was a balmy 66
degrees, I was shirtless; my tradition celebrating
freedom from all the clothing layers worn on my many
below-zero winter runs. As we plodded along, Druann
steered the conversation towards her travel with
friends to a funeral the day before. Collette was
hauling them in her new SUV and she remarked her
first fuel stops were frustrating until she learned
modern fuel gauges contain an arrow pointing to the
side with the filler cap. Neither the trophy wife
nor I knew such an arrow existed, but Tim did. I
didn’t believe it, so we trotted into a nearby
parking lot and began peering into parked cars; a
maneuver which might have appeared nefarious to
onlookers. Had a concerned citizen called 9-1-1, I
could imagine police dispatch broadcasting all
officers to be on the lookout for “a medium height
female, short male and a skinny, really, really,
white guy leading a border collie.” I’m a cowboy
from Irish ancestry, so my tan needs some work.
Leftists will claim my point proves white privilege;
insisting had I been a runner of color in downtown
Baltimore, the police would have certainly detained
and interrogated me and my Apple Dumpling Gang. They
are wrong. White privilege is a trendy, misleading,
racist catch phrase the ruling class uses to coerce
submission from the little people. To counteract
this mythical white privilege in America, the
Pacific Educational Group recently instructed
government schools to use a two tiered system of
discipline with harsh punishments reserved for the
whitest students and verbal counseling for students
of color. This a far cry from Dr. Martin Luther
King’s dream of America judging his children “not by
the color of their skin, but the content of their
character.” Progressives instantly label by race and
here is why.
Blaming one’s lot in life on white privilege diverts
responsibility from where it properly belongs and
forever traps said subject in bondage. Eventually,
the downtrodden passively submit and blindly support
an all-powerful government as the true god to
correct this imaginary injustice called white
privilege. It is a trap. Never forget, it took less
than three generations for America’s Indian nations
to trade freedom for dependency. They were step one.
After 50 years of President Johnson’s Great Society
programs, inner-city minorities are as hopelessly
trapped as the Indians. They were step two. With 50
million Americans living on food assistance, it is
obvious to see who is step three. It is not racism
or white privilege which perpetuates misery, crime
and poverty, it is progressivism. Reject it.
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