I begin with a rant on goings on in Canuckistan. Quillette posted an article by Murray Klippenstein on…social justice warriors hijacking the Law Society of Ontario! They now require every licensed member to adopt a written statement that he or she must promote equality, diversity and inclusion as part of their law practice. Klippenstein is perturbed, and you should listen, given he is a self-proclaimed progressive litigator, strong advocate for equality, and a descendant of a persecuted group, Mennonites. He is clearly all kinds of woke. This quote catches my ire:
Without having the nerve to say so directly, the Law Society is telling us that there are, in effect, too many white Jewish lawyers — for there is no single group that has had more success, on a per capita basis, in gaining representation in the Ontario legal market.
I quit the Ontario Law Society several years back, and when I heard about their diversity initiatives, and felt like I might have dodged a bullet. Mr. Klippenstein, however, has made a career based on ‘human rights’ and helping ‘disadvantaged people’. The moment Klippenstein figures out the Overton window moved and he is no longer a beneficiary from ‘equality and diversity’, he starts complaining. But since his progressive street cred it clearly established, this should be no surprise to him.
Under the progressive rubric, you are either oppressing or oppressed, and since Mr. Klippenstein is successful, guess which one they see him as? Playing the anti-Semitic card will get him nowhere. And his service for First Nations, indigenous peoples, protesters, or other disadvantaged people will count for naught. It’s always ‘defect-defect’ on the left after all, and “what have you done for me lately?” is measured in Planck time.
‘Multiculturalism’, ‘human rights’, ‘equality’, and ‘disadvantaged individuals or groups’ are all in the Charter, parts of which I am no fan of. The business of using victim status to give certain groups preferred treatment has been on the books since 1982. Social justice ideologues have not hijacked a legal regulator. Rather, this is the system working as designed (but perhaps not as intended, although consider who was behind it). The scope of disadvantaged groups moves more left, more progressive, and more to the fringes every year. Klippenstein’s complaints are because he is no longer part of that group. Ah, Schadenfreude.
What Else Did I Spy With My Reactionary Eye?
Filed under ‘no surprise’: MAGA attack on Jussie Smollett a suspected orchestrated hoax. He denies it. Malcolm opines on such hoaxes generally.
Filed under ‘Surprise!’: Jussie gets arrested! Malcolm on where the lines are drawn. Clarissa has similar thoughts, and observes his attackers were black. Audacious Epigone comments on the dissonance and projection involved. Heartiste’s thoughts with a gathering of the finest memes.
Speaking of hoaxes, coming in as another refuted hoax on Russia: Anatoly Karlin on Russia’s alleged “lemon problem”. Clarissa comments, and gives a prescription to cure the underlying mental condition.
The Orthosphere on the origins of “deadbeats and bums”.
Alf: All Women are Like That. Praise Jim.
PA Blogs on pro-natalism in Europe.
The Sydney Trads post a presentation given by Ted Sadler on the Suicide of the West by uni-state.
William Briggs notes some differences between translations of Frédéric Martel’s book on the Catholic church. A revealing post on the Afterlife Industry. His Summary Against Modern Thought. A guest post by the Cranky Professor: The problem of a material bearer of consciousness. Trump and the effort to decriminalize homosexuality globally; an example of how no matter what you do, they’ll never love you. (Proof.) Plus, a fun takedown of Woke Science: Implicit Bias Test. This Week in Doom: No More Female Mothers Edition, with this insight:
Here is where all good libertarians conservatives should listen. Progressives won’t grasp this, but there is hope libertarians and conservatives will understand. It is not that those of us on the Traditional right care so much about what some lunatic woman LARPs as, or whether two man want to bugger each into anal prolapses, or whatever. We do care but aren’t interested in launching patrols. What we do not want is to be required to say these things are good. We want to be able to speak of Reality without penalty.
Two men claim to be married to each other, which is an impossibility, and we want to be able to say so, whereas everybody on the left, starting with conservatives, would require that we tell the lie. A culture built on lies, and one that through every major institution, and not just the government, enforces and insists on the lies must devolve further and further into tyranny and madness. Reality eventually will intrude, as it must. Yet when the end comes, which it must, it won’t be pleasant.
Via Clarissa and American Sun, an article on the real purpose of education, which appears to be to create an actual idiocracy. I just started listening to the audiobook version of Fiery Angel by Michael Walsh, in which he notes a similar trend in the arts in western culture. Aidan Maclear takes note of the resulting cultural decline, and asks: what may replace it? Kill to Party in a similar vein, on popular culture and dating.
Also, Global WarmingTM has now caused soybean crops to increase in Canada. I ASSURE YOU I was not pressured in any way by the Prime Minister’s Office to make that statement!
On the HBD front: AK on northern Europe’s late developments as arguments against race differences in IQ.
VDH on the Strange Paradoxes of Progressivism. Which seem no longer strange, for two reasons: we’ve been exposed to them for a long time, so they don’t surprise, and, because cognitive dissonance seems to be a badge of honour amongst the progressives, as Heartiste opines. (Going as far as perhaps Orwell thought they might.) I think such dissonance is unavoidable, given progressives have been peddling the same ideologies and policies for over fifty years which have produced very little of what was promised. Think Affirmative Action.
American Sun begins the week with Primary Loyalties and Their Importance. Raising an eye: Part I of Subsumed into the Zeitgeist. Why modern Christians might be better off reading Bronze Age Pervert than Aquinas. Finishing the week: Five Friday Reads.
Evolutionist X discusses Phase Change and Revolutions, and why regime change is rare, but inescapable once it commences. Her non-spoiler movie review of Battle Angel Alita. The spoiler laden review here.
A glimpse into the Cathedral, from one of its outcasts. It’s long, but RTWT. A sample:
I no longer profess and therefore no longer assume the burden of professorial expectations. No more civility or nuance or dispassion or objectivity or whatever term they’re using these days to impel obedience. It’s as close to freedom as a prole can get in this self-deluded country, where the government legislates on behalf of the private sector and the private sector obliterates dissent on behalf of the government.
I wanted good work, honest work, the kind in mythologies of industriousness and humility, where humans with denim overalls deposit saline piety into the earth and die for rustic ideals of personal valor. I dreamed of coffee and tea and cassava raining down on the countryside. But I settled for health insurance. Like any person disavowed of reverence, I finally recognized the need to disappear into the system that destroyed me.
Some other perspectives from times past:
They said that a man leaves much when he leaves his own country. They said that it was no accident of circumstance that a man be born in a certain country and not some other and they said that the weathers and seasons that form a land form also the inner fortunes of men in their generations and are passed on to their children and are not so easily come by otherwise.
Cormac McCarthy, All the Pretty Horses
The Stranger within my gate,
He may be true or kind,
But he does not talk my talk–
I cannot feel his mind.
I see the face and the eyes and the mouth,
But not the soul behind.
The men of my own stock,
They may do ill or well,
But they tell the lies I am wanted to,
They are used to the lies I tell;
And we do not need interpreters
When we go to buy or sell.
The Stranger within my gates,
He may be evil or good,
But I cannot tell what powers control–
What reasons sway his mood;
Nor when the Gods of his far-off land
Shall repossess his blood.
The men of my own stock,
Bitter bad they may be,
But, at least, they hear the things I hear,
And see the things I see;
And whatever I think of them and their likes
They think of the likes of me.
This was my father’s belief
And this is also mine:
Let the corn be all one sheaf–
And the grapes be all one vine,
Ere our children’s teeth are set on edge
By bitter bread and wine.
Keep on reactin’!