
Right, I’m nominating Robin DiAngelo and her book ‘White Fragility’ for a hardcore cunting.
Firstly, if nobody knows who Robin DiAngelo is, join the club. I hadn’t a scooby doo who this curly-haired harridan was either until a few days ago where I kept seeing this book front and centre in my Amazon suggestions and in my youtube recommended playlists. It turns out, after some digging that this book is an Amazon top-selling, ground-breaking tome centred around ‘white people’s’ inability to talk about race without lapsing into overly defensive uses of logical counterarguments, total self-denial of their own unconscious racism and emotional clinging to outdated ideas such as ‘individualism’.
So, if you’re one of those people who still think Martin Luther King was onto something when he said “I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.”, then she’s got news for you: get used to it. You’re still a racist. You evil son of a slave owner scumbag.
To be clear, this is the basic premise of the book:
White people are by default racist. If they deny it, this proves they are blind to their own racism. Even if they don’t act racist, they are still white, which makes them a racist anyway. If you do confess to being a racist, well done…you’re a racist.
Classic witch trial logic.
This circularly reasoned, Kafka trap is the most racist idea one could possibly imagine and is tantamount to evoking ‘whiteness’ as some unavoidable original sin. Deny you’re a racist: you’re a racist. Confess: you’re a racist. To borrow a Christopher Hitchens quote, we are ‘born sick and ordered to be well’ despite our own inability to see that we are indeed sick. So, there is no absolution or forgiveness on offer here in this religious writ. It’s just platefuls of group guilt and shame.
Of course, the author herself is so woke/holy she gets to avoid this moral catch 22 altogether. After all, her being a High Priest in the Ecclesiastical Order of Wokenes (read: Sociologist at a liberal arts college) she has been able to see the light through years of consciousness-raising, self-flagellation and virtue-signalling. After all, she’s an ‘educator’ and ‘diversity trainer’ for FTSE companies. None more pious than that.
She’s also the biggest overtly racist piece dog manure going. And, one that is unanimously endorsed by the mainstream media and entertainment industry right now, as if her mere presence is a shield against accusations from the woke mob. She’s basically a white guilt insurance policy for famous celebrities, middle-class undergrads and anyone with a blue checkmark on Twatter.
And, no I haven’t read it. I don’t need to. When you understand the one guiding axiom of ‘progressive theory’ is that white = evil and that all their conclusions can be reached through this most basic chain of faulty logic imaginable, you kind of get a feel for how this shite goes.
Nominated by: Flappy Cuntlips