Another day, another ginned-up Racism witch hunt.
We’ve long since passed, in my estimation, the “Onion Singularity;” that is, the point at which it becomes difficult to distinguish stories run in purportedly serious journalistic publications from those found in America’s Finest (Satirical) News Source. So today’s Washington Post story about a “Super Racist Pool Safety Poster” distributed by the American Red Cross is nothing if not keeping with the times.
I post below an image of this hateful, terrible, no-good, cartoon-blackface, Der Sturmer-esque, KKK-inspired abomination. The more delicate-minded ladies in the readership might want to ready their fainting couches and clutching-pearls.
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I am fundamentally sanguine over the prospects of the UK and Europe in the wake of the June 23 Brexit referendum victory. For all the hand-wringing, I firmly believe that the parties will reach some kind of amicable settlement and avoid the kind of belligerence that used to be so common in Europe.
Because the U.S. maintains an army of occupation in Europe to this very day. Honestly: I have far more faith in our airborne troops and our armored cavalry units than I have in the sound judgment of European political leaders. Angela Merkel may have taken complete leave of her senses and Francois Hollande may be perpetually ineffective and unpopular, but the force of American arms has a way of bringing people around.
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Most important: They shouldn’t rush it.
I know, I know: A quick exit what all the continental Europeans are urging. As are the usual airheads at publications like The Atlantic. But that wouldn’t be in the UK’s interest. Or anyone else’s, really.
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That’s what Brexit amounts to, after all.
I say “England,” because Scotland and Northern Ireland both voted overwhelmingly for “Remain.” It was in the English heartlands where “Leave” won by healthy majorities. Wales joined England in “Leave,” but Wales is small and nobody cares about Wales. London also voted “Remain,” but as John Cleese (of Monty Python fame) observed years ago, London is no longer an English city anyway.
For all the hand-wringing over at the good-thinking liberal press outlets (The Atlantic, for example, has churned out a mass of Brexit-fret literature, of which I can only link a few random examples), you’d never think that a bunch of strong-minded Anglo-Saxon citizens would chafe at being politically subjugated to a distant and unresponsive bureaucracy and, one fine summer’s day (proverbially, anyway, as the weather in England on voting day was actually quite foul and rainy), finally decide to break away. No, such a thing is entirely unknown. Never happened anywhere. And if it did happen, the results must have been, without question, an unmitigated disaster for the breakaways.
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