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Race: Real and Surreal

March 23, 2012

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Race: Real and Surreal

I tried to go into the 2012 American Renaissance conference without prejudice, but it was difficult. I’ve been taught since childhood that whites can’t be white together without the streets running red with blood. Look at NASCAR, punk rock, or ice hockey.

Everyone knows that only racists promote a positive white identity, and I agree. African, Latino, Asian, Arab, Persian, Indian, and Native Americans who openly celebrate their own heritage—well, they’re racists, too. Anyone who embraces, denigrates, or even notices another person’s race is a racist in my eyes. Come to think of it, I don’t know anyone who isn’t a bit racist. Race-deniers are total racists for disregarding someone else’s heartfelt racial identity. So I wasn’t surprised to find racists at the AmRen conference. I was surprised to find intelligent racists who can discuss race in a civil tone.

This is the first time in three years that AmRenegades have been allowed to gather in the same room. Their last two conferences were canceled after venues received continual harassment. Detractors applied pressure once again this year. According to a newsletter circulated by the “anti-fascist” One People’s Project:

Anywhere [AmRen founder] Jared Taylor and his followers gather and organize, violent crime inevitably follows. If you live in Tennessee and are a decent person and this conference is allowed to occur, you will find your neighbourhoods considerably less safe.

“Anyone who embraces, denigrates, or even notices another person’s race is a racist in my eyes.”

Judging from the battered white faces displayed like hunting trophies on OPP’s website—and their triumphant announcement that white supremacist Dick Barrett was murdered and set on fire after allegedly making sexual advances on his black yard worker—it is clear who the victims are supposed to be. Watch your back, whitey.

So what’s all the fuss about? Is mixing Caucasians, coffee, and conversation as dangerous as combining ammonia and bleach?

The AmRen conference proceeded with the same decorum one would expect of any academic symposium. It was devoid of uncouth observations and loutish slurs.

This year’s multicultural event featured globetrotting novelist Alex Kurtagic, British android Richard Lynn, and the wild-eyed Frenchman Guillaume Faye, among others. The young bucks were on fire with determined optimism while the gray-tops conjured images of civilization swirling around inside a cracked toilet bowl. The overall vision was distinctly dystopian: a white sub-species on the endangered list with no greenie do-gooders coming to their rescue.

Alex Kurtagic took the podium dressed like he’d just stepped out of a Tim Burton film. He laid out the project of remaking Western Man with poetic flourish. “Let him die and be reborn!” He warned white advocates to avoid sounding like whining old men overly obsessed with IQ studies that “flatter their vanity.” Instead, Kurtagic emphasized the importance of positive cultural expression—art, music, and literature—and the need for “moral force” in white racial consciousness. Western man, he declared, must assert his white identity with a clear conscience. It isn’t often that you see a standing ovation so early in the morning.

Jared Taylor kept his talk short and his message clear. Imagine Ward Cleaver wiping off the Beaver’s bloody nose while gently explaining why so many blacks and Mexicans have moved into the neighborhood—that’s Jared Taylor. He is sure that race is a reality and that humans possess a tribal nature which draws them to those most like themselves. This also provokes an instinctive dislike of diversity. Left to their own devices, he says, humans tend to congregate along racial fault lines. In order to eliminate ethnic strife, Taylor advocates total freedom of association that would allow Americans to homogenize—or mix—as they see fit.

Richard Lynn‘s monotone British accent is as chilling as the icy logic of his studies on human intelligence. With no hint of emotion, he explained how the West’s dysgenic deterioration is inevitable. Lynn cites the influx of low-IQ immigrants from the Southern Hemisphere and the low fertility rates among high-IQ populations in the Northern Hemisphere as the primary causes of diminishing intelligence in America, Canada, and Europe. Convinced that IQ correlates with moral character, he says this explains the steady increase in crime and illegitimacy. Even more depressing, he sees no end in sight. Our culture’s machinery will fall apart in the hands of imbeciles. In the coming centuries, Lynn concluded, “the torch of civilization will pass from Europeans to the Chinese.” Polite applause and tense silence followed.

After we dined on a delicious banquet of asparagus and the other white meat, the infamous Guillaume Faye proceeded to rally his “brothers in arms” with lunatic facial contortions, spastic gesticulations, and a French accent so thick, a cannonball could float on it. Faye derides the modern concept of “citizens of the world” as an egalitarian delusion sown by elites. In his wild imagination, the near future will see such artificial alliances dissolve and “ethnopolitics will replace geopolitics.” The whites of North America, Europe, and Northern Asia will be forced to consolidate into a seething blob of pallid homogeneity—a pan-European Frankenstein’s monster facing torches and pitchforks in a mounting clash of civilizations. In the end, he says whites will prevail. “Good blood cannot lie,” he tells us. “Vive l’Amérique!” Another standing ovation.

Driving home was like waking up from a disturbing dream, but AmRen was no more surreal than another ethnocentric gathering I’d attended the night before. The “Royal Comedy Tour” featured black comedians telling off-color jokes about other black people to a belly-laughing black audience.

The show’s headliner, a man who calls himself Earthquake, discussed his recent trip to Africa, where he learned, “I ain’t got no Africa left in me!” He mocked African natives’ skin—“Goddamn, put some lotion on yo’ ass!”—then questioned the race-baiting Al Sharpton: “How you be a Reverend without a church? Where yo’ congregation, on the Internet?”

The next day I read this stunning comment on a local news website and laughed hysterically:

These “people” should not be allowed to live in the regular population, the state should make them live in a community by themselves and surround it with a massive concrete wall with only one entrance and exit which US Soldiers will stand guard to make sure none exit it illegally. Similar to a prison or reservation.

This would be considered Nazi hate speech if it was about racial minorities. But it was directed toward the white folks at American Renaissance. Are “race realists” so evil that they should be rounded up and locked away?

I don’t buy it. American Renaissance attendees are not the trash-talking thugs who constantly bubble up to the surface of white identity. I met talented white people having an educated discussion about how great it is to be educated, talented, and white—such discussions are what the SPLC calls “hate speech.”

The worst I can say about these guys is that their scientific conclusions are a bit hasty and their separatist undertones run up against the desert island quandary:

If you had to be stranded with only one person, would you choose a white sociopath or an empathic Asian? A white retard or an Indian intellectual? An acne-encrusted white chick or a Nubian princess with a bangin’ badonkadonk?

The best choices are obvious to anyone but a racial purist. Fortunately, that’s their problem, not mine. Too bad the totalitarians of tolerance can’t understand that.


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