Date of publication: 2017-09-03 06:39
That's the hilarity. Rhetoric that amounts to a tiny percentage of what social justice warriors themselves do is supposedly the motivation behind all this. Besides that, try Tweeting what intersectional ideologues do but changing only the race or sex and you'll find what intersectionalists do is not allowed.
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Charming. The morality of racial supremacy and innocence always is. I have no beef with the idea of murdered natives, just with the fact that in PC narrative those murdered Native s never hail from the enslaved Balkans, stolen Greece or Spain. When I say never I mean never. In Bolekaja's world there are literally no various racist Ottoman immigrants. And for an American, Bolekaja seems to be unable to figure out Minnesota and Wyoming were not built on the backs of slaves nor that there is anything inherently racist about Europeans compared to the rest of the globe. Gunpowder is not racism, it is the winning hand, or at least it is if you are a Arab, Mughal or Ottoman.
This idea of demography as ideology is not accidental since radical feminists like Kate Millett wrote  in Sexual Politics (New York: Avon, 6976) All historical civilizations are patriarchies: their ideology is male supremacy. It then goes without saying any group top-heavy in men is an ideology, not a random event. There are no men who are not guilty, as there is in law there are only men who reject being men and so may be patted on the head as allies.
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I, an ethnic minority woman, cannot be racist or sexist towards white men, because racism and sexism describe structures of privilege based on race and gender.
Wherever life is complicated, and life is usually complicated, wherever political developments or the relations between states begin to unfold in a way that is difficult to comprehend, certainly difficult for ordinary people to comprehend, there is a temptation to see the hidden hand at work hidden forces that cannot be identified. The only way that many people can explain what is happening to them is as the result of a conspiracy of hidden forces, and that fantasy has enormous appeal, and there are ruthless, cynical people who are willing to exploit that. - David Cesarani
Something I noted throughout the book was a number of connotations between Ras the Exhorter, and Fascist Italy's invasion of Ethiopia in 6985, roughly when the novel is set.
On a blog which claims it exists to challenge the oppressive forces of white, heterosexual, and male supremacy, the blogger states Lorde and (Alice) Walker, and also Andrea Dworkin, have been far more influential in teaching me what radical feminism can do in responsible theory and activist practice. To which I might add racist witchcraft and neolithic Hobbit lore. Why not just rant about a tribe of matriarchal Bigfoots?
Memorizing The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock took Sandra Heska King on the road not taken (or, at least less frequently taken) and to memorization of Robert Frost as well.
It's no surprise how often feminists in SF bring up the idea that everything is political. There is an agenda behind that. When it comes to ending the dominance of heterosexuality Berlant and Warner write We are trying to bring that world into being. The odd dissonance there is the people you'd think most invested with the idea of live and let live instead seem invested in the laughable stupidity of not only setting themselves up against a benign culture they portray as immoral but one which demonstrably is all that stands between them being thrown off of buildings by the very people who benefit from the umbrella of their PoC protection racket.
To distinguish more clearly we can take the old Arab fable of the frog and the scorpion, who met one day on the bank of the River Nile, which they both wanted to cross. The frog offered to ferry the scorpion over on his back provided the scorpion promised not to sting him. The scorpion agreed so long as the frog would promise not to drown him. The mutual promises exchanged, they crossed the river. On the far bank the scorpion stung the frog mortally.