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  • A History Of American Public Education: Part 3 in a 4 Part Series

    For Part 1 and Part 2

    Part 3: Taking the Reins

    A Mann with a Plan

    Through the mid-19th century, a group of educational reformers led by Horace Mann became interested in the Prussian model of education. The Prussians had slowly evolved away from the religious teaching proposed by Luther in the 16th century and had embraced a system tailored to individual students. The contemporary Prussian system was largely secular, and de-emphasized religious learning in favor of secular skills such as mathematics and drafting.

    Horace Mann, the father of the public school, worked to secularize the public schools established in Massachusetts. He preferred that children be taught in a soft manner by female teachers, and without corporal punishment. Replacing catechisms with books of nature, geography, and government, Mann wanted children to be exposed to an education that was like “the warming sun and the refreshing rain.” In his eyes, the schools were to “purify the [teaching] environment” and “purge it from alienating influences.” This softer, more generic system in the mold of the Prussian system aimed to expose children to the love of learning rather than the rote memorization and recitation characteristic of the religious schools of the time. Mann believed that learning and literacy should engage the imagination, and allow for open minds, but the existing structures of learning were not amenable to either.

    Bible Wars and Misdemeanors

    With Mann’s growing public school system and a competing Catholic parochial system, a tension was created between the nativist Protestant elites, who were supporting these growing public schools across the nation, and the immigrant Catholic peasants, who were being supported by the Catholic Church’s parochial schools. The 1869 Cincinnati Bible Wars were endemic of the tension between the entrenched Protestant majority and the growing Catholic presence in urban areas. The Cincinnati Bible Wars started as a proposal from F. W. Rauch, a Catholic member of the Cincinnati School Board, to combine the public schools with the Catholic parochial schools in Cincinnati. An alternative proposal prohibited the reading of religious books, including the Bible in Cincinnati public schools. This proposal passed the School Board on a divided vote, and ignited a three-year court battle between the Catholics and the Protestants as to whether the King James Bible was sectarian or not. As the court battle was concluding in 1870 (in favor of the Bible being taught in school), the New York Times and Harper’s Weekly expressed the Protestant populist opinion that the Catholics were holding religious study ransom in order to dip their hands into the “public education” coffers.

    In 1875, the tension boiled over when Congressman James G. Blaine proposed what would be known as the Blaine Amendment. This Constitutional amendment would have halted any public funding, lands, or other assistance from going to Catholic parochial schools, and would force the Bible to be taught in the Protestant public schools. There had been quite the buildup to this proposal, including President Grant speaking about the need for education in a representative form of government so that the tyrant of “priestcraft” could not control them. Blaine feared that the growing parochial schools would lead to the abolishment of the “non-sectarian public school,” which would breed ignorance. This seems odd when viewed from the secularized modern day, but at the time, Catholic schools were seen to be an encroaching sectarian force, breeding intolerance and bigotry. Generic Protestantism was seen as nonsectarian. Senator Morill wrote that schools were “all but universal now, and tending to become more and more so, are likely to leaven the whole lump and [make] national unity not only possible, but probable . . . Religion will tend to mold together the great majority of our people, as it is distinctively Protestant.” No statement better summed up the view of the Protestant elites than that.

    When the Blaine Amendment failed to pass the Senate, these crusaders couldn’t just quit, they had to continue! Catholics and Protestants were continuously clashing about schooling, to the point of Teddy Roosevelt’s proclamation in 1893 that “[w]e have the right to demand that every man, native born or foreign born, shall in American public life act merely as an American” (a clear shot across the Catholic immigrants’ bow), and Woodrow Wilson saying “our problem is not merely to help the students to adjust themselves to world life . . . [but] to make them as unlike their fathers as we can.”

    There was a full blown populist push from the nativist Protestants, especially the Social Darwinist Progressives, to Americanize and Protestantize the Catholic peasants, and the best way to do it was a one-two punch of compelling attendance at public school and providing a Protestant education at those public schools. One of the best examples of the compulsory education laws passed during this era was passed in Oregon in 1922. This law would be challenged in 1925 in Pierce v. Society of Sisters. The Act “requires every parent, guardian, or other person having control or charge or custody of a child between 8 and 16 years to send him ‘to a public school for the period of time a public school shall be held during the current year’ in the district where the child resides; and failure so to do is declared a misdemeanor.”

    While this specific law may have been struck down, more generic compulsory education laws thrived through the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The State had taken control of education, and children would be getting a generic Protestant education steeped in American Protestant morals and ethics. Those who had the power to effectively object, like Alfred Roncovieri, were simply swept out of the way in the push to Americanize and Protestantize the immigrant Catholics. While a disdain for Catholics was not the only motivation behind compulsory education, it was certainly a driving force for much of the upheaval around education at the turn of the 20th century. In the words of Richard Niece, “The original purposes for compulsory education were three-fold: (1) to teach the skills essential to exist within and contribute to an industrialized nation . . . (2) to instill the youth with social skills and moral values; and (3) to Americanize the children of immigrants who had settled in this country. This third purpose seems, in retrospect, to have been the most sacred to the early proponents of compulsory education.”

  • Intellectual Property and You: An Introduction

    Hello libertarians, anarchists, minarchists, fellow travelers, and those who just kind of experimented in college but have been curious ever since.

    Today we bring up a subject only slightly less contentious among the aforementioned ideological groups than abortion or deep-dish pizza. I am speaking, of course, of intellectual property laws.

    Many commenters in the precious few articles we have seen on this issue in our previous lives expressed a desire to rein in the perceived outrages and over-application of IP, without necessarily wanting to throw the baby out with the bathwater, as it were.

    Texas Tech's football coach looks like this. I am a huge booster of Texas Tech Football. What I'm saying is that I want to have gay sex with Kliff Kingsbury.
    Texas Tech’s football coach looks like this. I am a huge booster of Texas Tech Football. What I’m saying is that I want to have gay sex with Kliff Kingsbury.

    Linked here is a free copy of a book, Against Intellectual Property, that I hope you will take the time to read. The author, Stephan Kinsella, is a critical voice in the current milieu of libertarian, anti-state, anarchist, and minarchist thought, and even when I disagree, I always enjoy his thorough and rigorous logic.

    I believe the title tells you where Mr. Kinsella stands on the topic, however, for those of you uncertain either of the practical or ideological underpinnings of IP as it currently exists and why the system should be abolished rather than merely reformed, I hope that you take the time to grapple with the presented material and hone your own thoughts and arguments.

  • Heinlein As A Way Of Life; or Joys Of Body Armor

    “A human being should be able to change a diaper, plan an invasion, butcher a hog, conn a ship, design a building, write a sonnet, balance accounts, build a wall, set a bone, comfort the dying, take orders, give orders, cooperate, act alone, solve equations, analyze a new problem, pitch manure, program a computer, cook a tasty meal, fight efficiently, die gallantly. Specialization is for insects.” 
    ― Robert A. Heinlein

    In my first attempt at this, I used the terms Prepper and Prepping. I should not have, though I think material aspects of those are covered by what I am doing. Dad worked on Apollo and then Apollo-Soyuz and Skylab. We lived in Seabrook with all the other NASA/JPL/IBM engineers and astronauts that worked at the Johnson Space Center. I thought it was normal to play in the display J-2 rocket engine and wander around when the NASA staff were making the displays for the little museum they had going on before they made it a paid public theme park. My choices for reading were what dad had in the bookshelves, which was a set of Great Books of the Western World, the whole set of Encyclopaedia Britannica, and a mess of Niven, Heinlein, Clarke, Pournelle, Asimov, and others.

    Heinlein always struck a chord in me, a resonance that with words expressed with the same impact that having grandparents who lived a lot of that self-reliant and ultimately satisfying life. Let us approach this from that lens, rather than all the connotations that come with Preppers and Prepping. Homesteading is probably the best term for it, in that Prepping requires that you are preparing for some great calamitous event, whereas I am coming from a point of just living life and solving problems in as self-sufficient manner as possible. This includes being prepared for disaster and mayhem, but as part of life.

    Because of a reference in some of the comments about a rant on body armor from 2015, I read the entire archived thread that was referenced. First off, it is my life, and I will use whatever means I have in order to defend it. I will even extend that to those around me, whether they deserve it or not. That is my reasoning for having and carrying a pistol. My military gear is for just that (and mainly for working around the property, which happens a lot more than Mad Max bad guy gangs tooling around the nucular (sic) wastelands causing rape and mayhem). I camp with my hammock, poncho, poncho liners, carry everything in the same ruck (and same loadout) that I could live out of indefinitely if need be. Something that was brought up in that thread, to death, was the rights v. the person’s irrational fear of the use of body armor making his guns less effective, so BAN IT, BAN IT ALL TO HELL!!11!eleventyone!!

    Don’t care. I shoot, a lot. It is one of the things that my TBIs didn’t scramble so badly that I can’t do it anymore, unlike doing artwork without great concentration or pain, or thinking about each step consciously at some level. I can still do it, and I do it well. I have also been very lucky in that on most of the ranges that I shoot on, there is a good possibility of getting hit with debris, the shorn jacket of a bullet, the odd nail in a stump that gets hit at just the wrong angle, and I have gotten away with at worst minor cuts.

    There is also the fact that its intended use for protection in armed conflict. I have it for that reason, should I ever need it. However, I find that the only use for it so far, has been range safety. I have Rx Oakley and Wiley-X specs because I value my failing eyesight. I value what is left of my scrambled brain, so I have an ACH (Advanced Combat Helmet, Ballistic) high cut helmet. It clears the Peltor active ear protection, I can wear it all day, and it is WAAAAY more comfortable than the PASGT helmets you saw from Panama, Gulf War 1, Bosnia, and the opening years of the Iraq and Afghanistan wars.

    I have a simple plate carrier that I use, any Berry-compliant (every bit of it made in the USA, to include all components) carrier will do, but my beater carrier is a Shellback Tactical Banshee with medium SAPI rifle plates front and back, with Level IIIA Aramid (Kevlar) soft inserts on the sides. It also works great for carrying 4 extra magazines, a first aid trauma kit, flashlight, and hydration kit. I also have their Banshee 2 with the 3d air mesh lining if I ever had to wear it for days-weeks at a time. Crye Precision and TYR Tactical make the best tactigucci stuff out there, but these work for me, without the several-months wait. Aftermarket is one place where they really surpass the .mil plates and carriers, but you pay for it. NIJ 2006 is the latest standard, and is more stringent than the .mil requirements for Level IV and Level IV Special Purpose plates.

    That all said and done, it’s getting to be time for proper gear. Boardshorts, t-shirt, flip-flops, the body boards, and the wetsuit. Almost time to rent a house on Topsail Island or the OBX before the waves die down for the summer. Next installment: reloading equipment and water purification.

    Don, Always 11H1P, but now just Professional Beach Bum.

  • The Hat and The Hair: Episode 37

     

    “Number one, I am the least anti-Semitic person that you’ve ever seen in your entire life,” Donald mumbled.

    He sprinkled another spoonful of crushed Viagra over his cereal and watched the blue specks float in the milky lagoons between archipelagos of deep-fried bran flakes.

    “Number two, racism, the least racist person,” he said. He stared at his spoon.

    “Did you say sometink, Douh-nuld?” his wife asked.

    “Donald. Don. Ald. Ald. You’ve been in the fucking country long enough to learn American,” he spat. He slammed his spoon down into the greasy mess in his bowl and it splattered all over.

    Melania backhanded his glass of orange juice to the floor and stomped away from the table.

    “THIS IS LIKE SWEDEN ALL OVER AGAIN!” he screamed after her.

    “Menopause is going to be rough around here,” the hat said. He was perched on a small hothouse watermelon.

    Donald threw his cereal bowl and spoon into the orange juice soaking into the carpet.

    “Call the concierge and have that cleaned up,” he said to a Secret Service agent in the corner. The man made the barest of nods.

    Donald snatched his hat and hair off the dining room table and stalked off.

    “Least racist, dammit. I’m the least racist person that has ever lived,” he grumble, fumbling for his phone, ready to Twitter. He jammed the hat and then the hair onto his head to free his hands and lurched blindly through the halls trying to find The Oval Office.

    “An Executive Order declaring myself the least racist person to have ever lived will do it,” he muttered, working the keys of his Blackberry. “Let’s see Suck and Fuck Schumer try and overturn that. Judgment proof! Easy D!”

    As the bizarre figure in the bewigged hat shuffled past offices, the shadowy minions of THE DEEP STATE took note. Some even snapped surreptitious pictures, filing them away for the next counter-offensive.

    A few even felt sad for the addled old clown as he yelled “Winter White House!” to no one in particular.

  • Wednesday (Late) Morning Links

    Today’s late links are brought to you by Benadryl.

    • The French are using giant eagles (or tiny handlers) to fight drones. One presumes by carrying the terms of their unconditional surrender to the other party.
    • Looks like the 4th Circuit wants to get smacked down on the 2A by the Supreme Court. Everyone knows that assault rifles just “go off”
    • The Atlantic wants you to pay no attention to the entrenched bureaucracy behind the curtain
    • Trump to issue new EPA orders. Hopefully, these orders were drafted and reviewed by someone who actually passed law school.

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  • There’s A First Time For Everything

    The Chicago Independent Police Review Authority has been around since 2007.  In that time, the city has paid out an estimated $500 million in excessive force claims.And in that time not a single police officer has been recommended for termination.  Until now.

    In an 8-0 vote, the Chicago Police Board voted at its monthly meeting to dismiss Officer Francisco “Frank” Perez for the 2011 shooting outside a Mexican restaurant in the East Ukrainian Village neighborhood. One board member, John O’Malley, did not vote because he’s new to the board.

    About freaking time!

    The marksman
    Yeah, I’m not surprised he’s wearing glasses either

    The incident in question occurred in 2011 and involved the officer firing into a vehicle 16 times.  The vehicle he fired into, a blue Chrysler 300, was allegedly mistaken by the officer for a red Mitsubishi Galant.  His defense was that he could not distinguish between the two vehicles   Fortunately video evidence disproved his claims that he thought he was firing at the red Mitsubishi.

    Meanwhile, his attorney Daniel Herbert, described his client as a hero and dismissed the allegations against him as preposterous.

    He was not terminated for lying to investigators and has the right to appeal his termination.  In all likelihood, and based on the length of the investigation, his appeal will take long enough to earn him a taxpayer-funded retirement.

  • The Traditional Media Is Waging War

    While cleaning out my nursery closet, I was stopped in my tracks while passively listening to a phenomenal video by Sargon of Akkad.  If you have a half hour to spare, I highly recommend a look or listen.  The video, which is partially about the recent Wall Street Journal hit piece of PewDiePie, is more broadly about the war being waged on alternative media.

    The alternative media has grown to such a colossal size partly due to the changing preferences of younger demographics, but mostly due to the narrowing of allowable views by traditional media, the combination of which has created a monster that they are now attempting to slay.

    Although the difference between those who follow either tend to be generational (for example: Ken’s teen aged children tend to watch almost exclusively YouTube, Ken watches predominantly cable and Netflix, while I, being between the two in age, watch a combination of all), there has been a massive growth of older generations tuning out as well.  This is due to the traditional media’s narrowing of allowable views.  As more people feel disenfranchised, alternative media grows by welcoming people with open arms.  Instead of successfully indoctrinating more people to their views, they inject growth hormones into an already massively large creature.

    I was one of the few people in my circles that predicted a Trump win.  Following the alternative media, it was obvious to me.  The massive amount of support for the man hidden in plain sight was surprising , yet almost refreshing to see.  To those who don’t follow traditional media at all, like Ken’s 17 year old son, it was obvious he was going to win.  Yet, to those residing in the traditional media bubble, the idea of him winning was ludacris..  So the mental breakdown of those who have been residing in the traditional media bubble is understandable.  They were not living in reality and it came around hit them like a sledgehammer.

    With the recent attacks on PewDiePie and Milo, social media tightening control of their user base, and the hilarious backfiring of the creation of the phrase “Fake News” it is becoming quite apparent that traditional media is now waging war against the monster that they unknowingly helped create.

     

  • Tuesday Night Links

    • Howard Root, founder and CEO of Vascular Solutions, was found not guilty on federal charges spearheaded by Deputy Attorney General Sally Yates. Yes, that Sally Yates. The actions of the federal government under her control were described by one juror as “nothing short of criminal”.

      By the gram? That’s how you know it’s bad for you.

     

    • Kerrygold butter, one of the premier dairy products on the market, cannot be sold in Wisconsin. I’m sure there are perfectly legitimate and logical reasons to protecting consumers from a noted dairy established in 1961, and protecting the Wisconsin dairy farm lobbying interests had nothing to do with it.

     

    • Daniel Crowninshield was sentenced to 41 months in prison for “unlawfully manufacturing firearms”. Special Agent in Charge Jill A. Snyder, of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, said that Crowninshield “owned and operated a machine shop where he allowed customers with unknown backgrounds to use his machinery to unlawfully manufacture firearms for profit. That activity posed a very dangerous threat to the safety of our communities.”

     

     

     

    H/t Pope Jimbo

  • Journeys Of Entrepreneurship

    Back in 2010 I took a massive left turn at Albuquerque looking for Pismo beach and instead started a business completely out of my area of expertise.

    Up to that point, it had been a strange journey, but ever since I was a young lad I wanted to be in ‘business’ just like my pappy. Entrepreneurship was perfect for me for two reasons: the autonomy it accorded, and for a guy with ADHD and (other non-specified issues as my wife likes to remind me) that was gold. I forget the other reason.

    Oh yeah, I hated answering to people.

    Anyway.

    Alas, with with a newborn attaching its parasitical self to my hip the pressure was on to settle on something.

    Growing up, my father always tried to steer us away from business. He just felt that the aggravation and stress of dealing with debt, the public and employees was too much. Immigrants preferred telling their kids to go work for a company and get secured pension benefits. Hoping for stability was only natural given the amount of uncertainty they lived through. They wanted to keep their children shielded from such stress.

    However, and most of all, dealing with the government was a job onto itself. He always said don’t ever think you can outsmart the government. They will always win in the end so shut up and pay your taxes. Save yourself a headache down the road.

    Sound advice that we most definitely adhere to.

    We didn’t see all the ups and downs he was referring to – often in quite dramatic and crusty delivery.  It made for interesting dinner table one-way talk. You haven’t lived until you witnessed a man deliver an anti-government soliloquy over a plate of veal scaloppine alla Marsala, Sambuca black and cigarettes, while my mother oblivious to everything kept asking if we wanted more whatever endless stream of food she made for the night. My mother was Kitchen Caligula.

    All we saw was a man who provided, through his trade as a tailor, a nice upper-middle class living in the suburbs, thus allowing me the latitude to, well, use Roosevelt Franklin as my avatar. Like most immigrants (those dirty sons of bitches), he came from nothing with scant knowledge of English or French.

    So I wanted that; or something close to it anyway.

    All this to say, I ended up in private daycare by pure luck. I figured what the heck? Get the right people in place and up, up and away!

    And so I thought.

    This is where my real exploration into the nether-world of government regulations, business debt and entrepreneurial acumen began.

    Early on, I got in over my head and had to pull a Duddy Kravitz my way into making sure I had sufficient capital. When I applied for my permit I had to go meet two bureaucrats to make sure I was worthy. All I kept thinking, as they inundated me with paper work, was how useless it all was. One of the woman, probably noticing my irritation, decided to tell me in a more intimate moment in French, ‘I know it’s a lot. But it has to be done. You look at places like Africa…’

    I could scarcely believe my ears. In fact, given I have poor hearing, I didn’t want to believe what she said but the person I was with (a Filipino consultant. I know this story is writing itself) confirmed it.

    The bureaucracy, ladies and gentleman, is the only line of civilization dividing us from Somalia.

    Apparently.

    Alas, I had to go through the motions, sign on the dotted lines and keep my eye on the prize. The stress was through the roof. I talked to quite a few people willing to lend their insights. One person said something that was interesting:

    “People only see the end result and judge you on that. They don’t see the journey it took to get there. If you get there, it’ll be all the more gratifying.” Just like we couldn’t understand (and let’s face it, some people probably don’t even care) what my father went through. We just saw the result.

    Seeing it in this way skews a person’s perception about successful people. Hence, the ‘the owner does nothing all day! He’d be out of business if not for me!”

    I think his comment couldn’t have been truer. Which is why, I think, it’s easy for people to demand the government view businesses with skepticism if not as a source for cash to pay for ‘social needs’. What do they care, right? It’s not their business – don’t excuse the pun.

    I’ve always felt schools should teach business or entrepreneurship, if anything to enlighten students on what business owners face; that they won’t fall prey to superficial cliches and empty slogans about ‘paying your fair share’ and ‘you’re not a good business if you can’t afford to pay your workers a living wage’. In other words, not to be finance and business illiterates.

    It’s not fool-proof, since people do weird things. Case in point, the province of Alberta – Oil Country – voted for the NDP; the very party that views oil and gas with suspicion. Or the weird case of small business owners who sometimes vote for the NDP or Liberals. Or doctors who support universal health care which effectively leaves their labor in the hands of bureaucrats. It’s a head scratcher for sure.

    Small business owners are going to tire of being demonized in North America. The former leader of a provincial party here asserted ‘public daycare offers better services than private ones’ which is simply not the case and was a rather irresponsible declaration to make in public. But how to respond instead of the usual letter-to-the-editor or calling a political representative’s office?

    Here in Canada, through the Canadian Federation of Independent Business, business owners finally have a voice and fighting chance to question or challenge onerous government regulations and taxes.

    As a whole, I like to think the fire and brimstone pseudo-populist rhetoric from the likes of Sanders, Warren and Obama will backfire because they’re a stale and stagnant remnant of a dying progressive moment.

    They’re part of an unproductive class looking to rape the productive to further their progressive agenda.

    Despite what they might think, saying ‘you didn’t build that’ is not a an act of encouragement signalling people go out and build their own dreams. You’re coyly implying through such poppycock rhetoric, people serve the state. It’s thanks to the benevolent state we have the opportunity to be able to start and succeed at business.

    It takes a village and all that.

    Yet, while they ludicrously take indirect credit for your success because ‘roads’, they weren’t there when businesses struggled to make payroll or rent.

    All they know is to drive some sort of class warfare wedge waving fists claiming to ‘fight for the people’. Whomever fits the definition of ‘people’ because it sure isn’t me and others like me they’re ‘fighting’ for.

    It’s the reality of things. That person I spoke to was right. No one gives a shit about the process and they prove it in the way they talk about you.

    And that’s that.

    I don’t know. The calculation always seem pretty straightforward to me. No entrepreneurship, no cash flow to pay for ‘free shit’.

    Such is the reality.

    It may not be Pismo Beach, but it’ll do.

     

     

     

     

  • Reclaiming the Language

    “The pen is mightier than the sword.” Much has been waxed, wroth and poetic, about that phrase since it was first penned by Edwin Bulwer-Lytton in 1839. At first blush, it is a sterling statement as to the power of the written word; to entertain, to persuade, to transport the minds of men into other shoes and allow them to walk roads previously unknown and unknowable.

    I still prefer my laptop.

    At second blush – and second blushes are best blushes, since they are so unexpected – it is a testament to the ability to control. The sword can only kill a man; the pen can make him into something fit to make his mother cringe in horror.

     

    Words are thought. Language makes up so much of who we are and how our brains work that a native language can be expressed with not merely a linguistic accent, but also a physical accent. Blind humans who have never seen the common body language of the speakers of their native language, will both use physical gestures to communicate and will also use similar gestures as those who can see them. Words are not merely things of our lips and tongue; they go down to the bone.

    The ability to control the words of others is a blueprint to change their very thoughts. Society is rife with examples of altering what words mean or which words must be used in an effort to steer the conversation. Gun “safety”.  Pretty much all of the media coverage of Trump’s campaign. The loss of perfectly functional terminology and colloquialisms: “-splainin’”, racist, fascist, liberal, feminist, Nazi.

    Remember the push to stop calling people illegal aliens? It doesn’t matter which word one uses as much these days, as it’s all been lumped under the broad tent of immigration, of which one is either for or against. And being against immigrants makes the Statue of Liberty cry. You meanie.

    We’re not banning homeless people, gods bless you sir, no! We’re just banning urban camping. Nothing to see here. Move along.

    Insidious propaganda is insidious.

     

    When words have been altered, taken – molded, primped, shoved into a tight dress and forced to pimp themselves on the streets for their masters – there often comes a push-back. Satire, mocking and Poe’s Law come into play. Frequently, the objects of this linguistic assault retake the word by embracing it and celebrating it. Pick the derogatory demographic slur, activists and cultural music will use it in earnest if given time.

    This is not always as effective as intended. If in doing so we accept the new interpretation foisted upon us by those who seek to control the conservation, embracing a slur as a badge of honor is to win the battle but lose the war

    Remember, the good football tackle doesn’t aim for the shoulders. Aim for the knees.

     

    The first return for nationalism offers a definition as patriotic feeling, principles, or efforts. Wikipedia first line on it is: Nationalism is a complex, multidimensional concept involving a shared communal identification with one’s nation. Dictionary.com’s first two definitions are 1) spirit or aspirations common to the whole of a nation 2) devotion and loyalty to one’s own country; patriotism. Merriam-Webster dubs it thusly: loyalty and devotion to a nation; especially :  a sense of national consciousness exalting one nation above all others and placing primary emphasis on promotion of its culture and interests as opposed to those of other nations or supranational groups.

    Excuse me, I have bad news for you.

    Google Trends shows that searches for nationalism have followed an identifiable pattern since 2004. Searches peak in November-ish and again in the spring before falling to an apathetic doldrum by summer. Searches have been trending upward since the summer of 2012, and sharply upward since spring of 2016.

    You know what else follows that pattern? Election coverage in the MSM. And maybe searches for the weather too, sometimes the pattern isn’t as important as first blushes imply.

    It would make sense that the language of the nation is particularly captured by nationalism when electing its national leaders. For the concept described in the aforementioned definitions, one can find it culturally expressed by the immortal Lee Greenwood, and no wonder politicians are so fond of borrowing nationalism’s evocative imagery.

    What a surprise it must have been to the average voter to find the word in the media as a derogatory slur. Being a nationalist was bad and basically like Nazis. (TW: Scare quote abuse. It’s brutal.) Nationalism is gonna getchoo. It’s quite confusing, because sometimes it might not be bad? Context and qualifiers are key to understanding, since white nationalism is… well, you’d think it would be nationalists who are also white but let’s see what Wikipedia has to say this time.

     

    White nationalism is a type of nationalism or pan-nationalism which holds the belief that white people are a race and seeks to develop and maintain a white national identity. Its proponents identify with and are attached to the concept of a white nation.

     

    Well, that escalated quickly.

     

    When everything is Hitler, nothing is.

    As a propaganda tool, it couldn’t have a worse basis in logic. Every redneck, pool player, bar rowdy and biker who ever closed out Karaoke Night with a communal Greenwood sign-along for all those left standing hears the message loud and clear: Look, nationalism is bad enough, but if you’re white and a nationalist, you’re this guy.

    Say it insistently and often enough, and what’s the logical reaction? A hue and cry of white Americans shouting as one diversity-approved voice, “No! And we say again – no! We reject our heritage and traditional ideals, and the very familiarity bias with which all humans are afflicted, if the only other option is to be that guy!”

    My word. It is to laugh. Some of them will just shrug and say, “I guess, sure, if that’s what it means now, then I must be a white nationalist.” In a linguistic climate which seeks to normalize the idea that being born pale says all it needs about the content of one’s character, whites have been called worse and it’s exhausting to try to correct the barrage. Plenty attempt to argue, but true thinkers know that this is just the rationalization of lesser minds at work and pay no heed. Heeding would be actively harmful, in fact, since the white voice is over-used and the construct of whiteness is complicit in oppression.

     

    Oh! What a tangled web we weave, when we practice to deceive. It likely would have been more accurate and fostered proper communication to describe Richard Spencer et al. as white-nationists. That might not have served the correct interests, however, and branding white nationalism dove-tails so handily with the efforts to cultivate racism as an actual significant problem, useful to those who would control us all.

     

    Reject it. This land is our land, and those words are our words. It’s a fucked-up land, to be sure; like an old broken-in boot – comfortable, ugly as sin but still bringing a sigh to your lips when the worn leather molds around you knowingly, as few things can. We’ve stepped in shit more than we meant to. These things happen to us all, we’re only human. The soles are sturdy yet, though, and there’s life left in the good leather and craftsmanship.

     

    We’re not the greatest country in the world… but we could be.

    Globalism is a fine concept when it comes to marketplaces. When it comes to ethereal communal ties, telling people they aren’t allowed to enjoy particularly the land of their birth is akin to an announcement that following any one NFL team is discriminatory and verboten. Good luck with that strategy. Let us know how it works out. American society is highly and vehemently tribalized. It’s astonishing that people can be reliant on tribal ties in virtually every aspect of society, from politics to clothes and wine, and yet a familiarity bias for the country we were trained to pledge allegiance to is the one tie it ought to be unthinkable to feel.

    Unthinkable? It’s practically reflexive. Are we trying to give people a complex?

     

    Much like immigration is now a broad subject one can only be for or against, nationalism is being used as a linguistic tool, a buzzword to steer the conversation. White-nationists such as Richard Spencer have been vaulted to the limelight as the media cries wolf about scary racists/nationalist for their own ends. This is how easily we are distracted from the real work at hand. We cannot do what we should be doing, we cannot talk about what needs to be addressed, because we are too busy discussing the will-o’-the-wisps the mainstream media and politicians would have us chasing. Just because someone has offered you poison, doesn’t mean you have to drink it.