A Cracker by Any Other NameJim Goad
In a world where the biggest racial slur is “white,” it seems fruitless to argue whether “cracker” is also a racial slur, since no one who isn’t a liar would deny that it’s a contemptuous term aimed exclusively at white people. Anything white is bad, so “cracker” is even worse.
Then again, we also live in a world that’s one giant gas chamber of gaslighting, where whites not only are the sole race capable of racism since they alone hold institutional power — a power so indomitable that they can hardly even mention being comfortable that they’re white without having their lives destroyed — they aren’t even a race at all, since “whiteness” is an utterly debunked social construct. People of Color, however, are real and suffer every day under the thumb of a white supremacist system which is so sly and backhanded that it has declared white supremacy to be the biggest threat to its existence.
Are you following any of this? I don’t think you’re supposed to, but I hope at least you can strangle a laugh or two out of its grim absurdity.
Since cultural socialist egali-totalitarianism exists as a leveling force to raise the low and bring down the high and pummel everything into the same indistinguishably pukey gruel, one of the innumerable ways in which it’s moved the goalposts — fuck, at this point, the goalposts have been shuttled way out of the stadium and are sitting in some rotted-out parking lot ten miles from the playing field — is to declare that when it comes to race relations and comedy, one is never to “punch down” at the less powerful.
You’re also never to “punch down” at Jews despite their outsized wealth and cultural power, but as I said, I sincerely doubt that any of this is supposed to make sense. I strongly sense it’s all supposed to drive you crazy and then mock you for acting crazy when you finally start pointing out all the contradictions.
The first time I came across the word “cracker” was in the 1970 film Five Easy Pieces, where Jack Nicholson’s character Bobby Dupea, a chronically underachieving child of a tony and wealthy Pacific Northwest musical family, berated his well-meaning-but-stupid partner Elton as they sat eating lunch on the job at a Texas oil rig: “It’s ridiculous. I’m sittin’ here listening to some cracker asshole [who] lives in a trailer park compare his life to mine.”
It was clear as a front-porch dinner bell to me that “cracker” was a derogatory term aimed at poor, stupid, classless, hopeless white Southerners. But at least back then, it was also understood that crackers were on the shit side of the cultural power equation.
Fast-forward half a century, and you have a millionaire 30-year-old socialist Turkish Muslim streamer claiming that when he uses the word “cracker,” all the fragile snowflake racist-ass white-supremacist bitches need to stop their privileged moaning because not only has he been called “cracker” by people who mistake him for a white European, it’s only a term used by the “powerless,” despite his millionaire status, the Armenian genocide, all those white slaves the Ottoman Turks owned over the centuries, and, hell, all that Islamic sexism and homophobia.
Hasan Piker, aka HasanAbi, is the 30-year-old nephew of the fat, greasy turd named Cenk Uygur of The Young Turks news show and network. He was born in New Jersey to parents wealthy enough to raise him in Istanbul and connected enough to get him a broadcasting job with his multimillionaire uncle once he returned to the United States. By sitting in front of a camera and reading comments from Reddit, he rakes in about $200,000 a month and purchased a $2.7-million house in West Hollywood, California this past August. Despite all this, he was able to attend last summer’s infamously downtrodden Met Gala wearing a MAKE THE RICH PAY T-shirt.
Piker earns all that golden hummus on the streaming site Twitch, which temporarily banned him in 2019 for claiming that America “deserved” 9/11. He recently received another temporary ban — only for a week, although he’s milking his imagined persecution for all it’s worth — for reasons that Twitch did not specify but for which he insists, and which several sympathetic news outlets ran without question, were accusations of “anti-white racism for using the term ‘cracker.’”
A few days before his temporary ban, Piker says that two of his moderators, which he did not hesitate to inform us were black and brown, were banned for saying “cracker,” which led to a livestream wherein Piker says that “cracker” is not really a racial slur because of white supremacy and systemic racism and oppression and every other nonsensical excuse that’s been drilled into the heads of the easily persuaded in order to justify the systematic defamation of white people. On the stream that led to the ban, Piker said:
I’ve been called a cracker more times than every single one of you fucking pasty little cracker bitches in my chat, okay? Stop crying about this fucking term, okay? Recognize that the person who is calling you a fucking cracker is literally powerless . . . they’re doing it [as] someone who’s been historically oppressed blowing off steam.
Hmm. The spoiled Turkish socialist who makes about $2 million a year called white people “pasty little cracker bitches,” but would have us believe he’s the powerless one. Am I getting anything wrong about everything that’s wrong with that?
Over the centuries, nearly every iteration of the pejorative “cracker” has cast the defamed in an inferior position. It’s only very recently — when all terms regarding white people have been reframed to depict them all, no matter how dissolute and toothless and poor and dysentery-addled they may be, as innately powerful and deserving of being punched both literally and figuratively — that anyone has even dared to link the term “cracker” to ideas of supremacy and privilege.
The earliest instance I’ve seen of the slur was class-specific rather than race-specific in “pre-16th century England, referring to the lower class whose diet primarily consisted of biscuits called ‘crackers.’” Then again, that was so long ago that England only had classes rather than all those races it now has.
In the 1500s, it seems to have been most often used to describe a loud, boorish, gauche, obnoxious person — a wisecracker, if you will — as evidenced in this line from Shakespeare’s 1595 play King John: “What craker [sic] is this same that deafs our ears with this abundance of superfluous breath?”
Switch the venue to America, and the first instances I can find of “cracker” all come from the 1700s, and never to describe anyone in a position of wealth or power.
In a 1766 letter from colonial officer Gavin Cochrane to the Earl of Dartmouth, he explains that crackers were a rootless criminal class:
I should explain to your Lordship what is meant by Crackers; a name they have got from being great boasters; they are a lawless set of rascalls [sic] on the frontiers of Virginia, Maryland, the Carolinas, and Georgia, who often change their places of abode.
In Anthony Stokes’s 1783 book A View of the Constitution of the British Colonies in North America and the West Indies: At the Time the Civil War Broke Out on the Continent of America, he classifies crackers as the descendants of white convict laborers who have become “the most abandoned set of men on earth”:
The Southern colonies are overrun with a swarm of men from the western parts of Virginia and North Carolina, distinguished by the name of Crackers. Many of these people are descended from convicts that were transported from Great Britain to Virginia at different times, and inherit so much profligacy from their ancestors, that they are the most abandoned set of men on earth.
In his 1790 memoirs, Benjamin Franklin mentioned “a race of runnagates [runaways] and crackers, equally wild and savage as the Indians” who found refuge in the “desert[ed] woods and mountains.”
Another etymological explanation of the term “cracker” arose in the mid-1850s and claimed it derived from the term “corn-cracker,” referring to the poor whites of the plantation-era South who cracked corn merely to feed themselves. An 1854 Home Companion sneers that “The classes called the ‘Corn Crackers’ are scarcely above the Russian or Polish peasantry in mental cultivation.”
Again, I’m not getting a strong white-supremacist elite power vibe from any of this.
From the mid to late 1800s, the term “cracker” was frequently used to describe Southern cowboys, especially in Georgia and Florida, who cracked whips to drive beasts of burden across the land. According to Bill Ferris at the Center for the Study of the American South at the University of North Carolina, this iteration of “cracker” first arose in the 1700s to describe itinerant cowboys who used whips to push livestock through the piney woods north of the Gulf of Mexico. “They were basically poor people,” Ferris says. “White people. A class of people who were landless.”
A 1912 entry in An American Glossary claims:
The whips used by some of these people are called “crackers”, from their having a piece of buckskin at the end. Hence the people who cracked the whips came to be thus named.
As far as I can tell, it is only recently that people have begun to claim that “cracker” referred specifically to white slave-drivers cracking whips across those precious and sweat-glistened Black Bodies that black nerds such as Ta-Nehsi Coates and Ibrahim X. Kendi keep salivating over. Before that, every last appearance of the term “cracker” referred to a group of poor, uncouth, powerless white people.
One would think that socialists, in what once seemed to be their quest to build a multiracial proletarian rainbow coalition, would defend poor outcasts of any color, but modern socialism, despite its race-denialism, has become entirely racialized and seems hell-bent on convincing whites and blacks that they share absolutely nothing in common.
But like I said, I don’t think any of this is supposed to make sense.
Starting in the 1900s, black Americans seem to have carried the cracker baton with the highest level of hateful glee right into the present, excusing it with the invisible force field which declares that since all white people are racist, it’s not racist to express racial hatred toward whites. Malcolm X’s 1964 speech “The Ballot or the Bullet” teems with spiteful C-bombs:
And these Negro leaders have the audacity to go and have some coffee in the White House with a Texan, a Southern cracker — that’s all he is . . . this old cracker who doesn’t have free elections in his own country. . . . Once you gain control of the economy of your own community, then you don’t have to picket and boycott and beg some cracker downtown for a job in his business. . . . It’s time for you and me to stop sitting in this country, letting some cracker senators, Northern crackers and Southern crackers, sit there in Washington, DC, and come to a conclusion in their mind that you and I are supposed to have civil rights . . . you’ve got to be ready to die if you try and force yourself on the white man, because he’ll get just as violent as those crackers in Mississippi, right here in Cleveland. . . .
Nearly 30 years later, at New Jersey’s Kean College, Malcolm’s descendant in the Nation of Islam, Khalid Abdul Muhammad, referred to Pope John Paul II as “a no-good cracker.”
Despite the endless attempts of the usual suspects to inject anti-black hatred into the fatal 2012 encounter between Trayvon Martin and “white Hispanic” George Zimmerman, the only hint that either one of them said anything tinged with racial animus came from the trial testimony of fat black warthog Rachel Jeantel, who says that Martin told her over the phone that a “creepy-ass cracker” was following him.
Moments later, Martin would start slamming that creepy-ass cracker’s head into the cement. But it’s to be understood that between the two, Martin was the black one and therefore powerless, and to suggest anything otherwise is to endorse white supremacy.
Earlier this year, in a case of mistaken identity, a North Carolina family who’d recently moved into their home walked outside to find “DIE CRACKER” spray-painted on one of their cars.
But surely I’m not attempting to draw some white-fragility analogy between any alleged and probably imaginary white suffering and the UNDENIABLE AND SCIENTIFICALLY PROVEN agonies that black people endure every nanosecond of their waking hours and in their haunted dreams due to the intransigent coldness of anyone who wants to allege that, say, the landless and uninsured descendant of white indentured servants who just lost his job in some backwater Alabama town because Indian immigrants just purchased the last mom-and-pop grocery store/gas station in a 25-mile radius might possibly have less true privilege than some snot-nosed Turkish millionaire who attends fashion balls in a MAKE THE RICH PAY T-shirt?
Why is it that when some drunk driver commits involuntary manslaughter, no one rushes to say, “Hey, it’s not the same as first-degree murder, so it’s not really a crime?” But if one merely points out the palpable anti-white hatred that throbs with every irregular heartbeat of modern discourse, they’re told to shut the fuck up and stop whining because, you know, NIGGER!
I’ve never seen a guilt-tripper who wasn’t guilty of something. I say we make that snark-poisoned Turkish dolt cough up every last one of his pennies to the descendants of the Armenian genocide.
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“…that deafs our ears with this abundance of superfluous breath?”
God bless the Earl of Oxford for his wit and word play.
Superfluous breath. I am thinking of every talking head on TV and YouTube and every public intellectual and every Congressman and…well, you get the idea.
Never knew the background behind the word “cracker” and never really cared. I’ve only ever heard it used by black morons (I repeat myself) when they wish to condescend to their superiors. But of course now I have to read Anthony Stoke’s book.
Your concluding paragraph is gold. Lest we forget.
It’s an anti-White slur to be honest, but it really lacks the impact those who use it believe it has (I consider it kinda funny at just how mild it is).
The first time I was ever referred to as a Cracker was when I went to pick up some beer in a vibrant part of Seattle. I didn’t know the area, but the fact that diapers and razors were kept behind lock and key should have alluded to me that something was wrong in this part of the badlands. (The armed guard at the entrance was a nice touch as well, although she was black so I’m not sure how much guarding took place there).
Anyway, standing in line, a black guy rushes past me with a ‘get outta my way Cracker’ as he zoomed to the liquor section (or was late for a Christmas parade, I’m not sure which). Momentarily stunned, I then chuckled at the absurdity of it all. … Embrace your inner Cracker I say !
At Costco yesterday in a diverse (but not very black) part of SoCal buying for a holiday party.
Guess which was the only liquor not available on the shelf? (A placard that you take to the front was there instead)
Not the $175 750L Bottle of Blue Label
NOPE. It was the $75 1.75 Bottle of Henessy…hmmmmm
It is strange because, in England, ‘cracker’ has always been a term of immense approval. A soccer goal, a beautiful woman, a pop song, all these can be ‘a cracker’. Perhaps, just as blacks whine about reclaiming ‘nigger’, we should do the same.
Their whining is tantamount to aggressive dogs toward vacuum cleaners. Only abused pitties are far more pleasant company.
Fear not! The up-and-coming UK slang term, gammon, may be employed by effnic yoof to insult white Britons with impunity — particularly older ones. Ash Sarkar will be along shortly in the Graun to explain how Critical Theory proves this cannot be a slur.
‘Gammon’ does disgust me too. Point out to people it’s a racial slur (to denote the shade a middle-aged white right wing man’s face goes when he is angry, which also gives it porcine overtones) and they either laugh, do not care, or look at you blankly, because they just use the slur and have never thought about what it means. Hateful racist scum.
Turks have always envied the greatness of Europeans standing so way above their almost next to zero accomplishments: no great scientists, no technological innovations of their own, no great artists, no explorers, no literary writers (except a few after whites taught them how to write novels). Try it, their chests explode in anger if you tell them that Turkey lacks the history to belong in Europe. Turkey is so barren of achievements they have been forced to claim ancient Greek philosophers as their own native crackers. https://pantheon.world/profile/occupation/philosopher/country/turkey
The caption is right on: “Cracker wannabe Hasan Piker”
It is an embarrassment. The things listed online as “Turkish accomplishments” are either generic things (writing, coins, towns) accomplished by all civilizations or what they borrowed from European crackers. Before the Turks arrived, ancient Anatolia, as it is, was heavily Indo-Europeanized, https://www.indo-european-connection.com/science/indo-european-anatolia ——- which gave this land a spark of cultural energy Turks eagerly claim as their own.
Most of these Anatolian “Turks” are Romans and Greeks who adopted Ottoman Turkish when they embraced Islam (Sunni Hanafi).
They are in a massive identity crisis.
They claim Turkish ancestry which no one takes seriously; “Pan Turkism” couldn’t take off because of that.
The Central Asians Turkish tribes [who are authentic Turks] have always kept “Turkey” at an arm’s length.
Next they tried non-Arab Sunni Nationalism to blunt Kurdish insurgencies, which was successful as it garnered considerable political dividends for Erdogan. They tried to sell this brand of nationalism abroad in countries like Pakistan and Afghanistan but this project too failed miserably.
Now Ankara is patronising Azerbaijan to cure its identitarian schizophrenia. It’s a scene of utter desperation.
P.S: Recep Tayyab Erdogan has Georgian ancestry.
If only they hadn’t ‘embraced’ Islam they would not be muddled: I wonder why they took such a step?
If only they hadn’t ‘embraced’ Islam they would not be muddled: I wonder why they took such a step?
Numerous other ethnicities also embraced the same faith but they are not in the grip of any such crisis.
This Ottoman hangover will take its time to subside. And only then will these ‘Turks’ be able to decouple the Islamic aspect of their selves from the bloody Ottoman Sultanate and nourish a truly indigenous identity. They will already have the most formidable metaphysical framework [Islam] to undertake such a sensitive task.
No group that worships a camel-jockey warlord who heard voices in his head and liked to diddle little girls is going to amount to much.
And in before with any of the “but Aisha was a ripe 13” nonsense:
Turkish delusions of scientific grandeur:
And its not just Turks. I remember arguing with a testy Arab who claimed that the printing press had been invented in seventh century Arabia! It’s one thing to be proud of the accomplishments of Islamic civilization, but some of them take it to we wuz kangz levels of delusion.
I’ve heard people say St. Nicholas was Turkish. I tell them he lived in Asia Minor, which was Greek in his time, long before Turks even existed let alone conquered Anatolia.
This would be canceled, if it wasn’t hidden beneath genuine frontier gibberish:
“I wash born here, an I wash raished here, and dad gum it, I am gonna die here, an no sidewindin’ bushwackin’, hornswagglin’ cracker cooker is gonna rouin me bishen cutter,”
Cracker cooker is a derogatory term for squatters who ran out to homestead before the posted duration of the law during the gold rush; either they ate unleavened bread like the Hebrews in Exodus, or were metaphorically described as such. The use of such a Biblical metaphor is somewhat ironic, although appropriate as Gabby is interrupting the fleeing preacher man.
He’s not wrong, you know.
“And these Negro leaders have the audacity to go and have some coffee in the White House with . . . this old cracker who doesn’t have free elections in his own country. . . . It’s time for you and me to stop sitting in this country, letting some cracker senators, Northern crackers and Southern crackers, sit there in Washington, DC, and come to a conclusion in their mind that you and I are supposed to have civil rights.”
I must say, this term I have heard in passing, but never actually used in conversation–though I wouldn’t be surprised to start hearing it more and more.
Who wants off the Titanic? Raise your hand.
I had always believed the origin of cracker must be Irish ‘craic’ presumably brought to the Carolinas by the transported Irish. However, it looks like craic is Hiberno English derived from cracker.
Years ago in junior high I was assigned to read a short story titled, ‘Florida Cracker’. I don’t remember anything about it, but I remember the Negroes in class howling with laughter. Years later I discovered there is an actual Florida Cracker sub culture centered around shared history, stock raising, camp fires, c0wboys, and a cuisine (boiled peanuts, lime pie, fried tomatoes). Some wonderful art has also come from this group. So these Crackers have a great deal of ethnic pride, and if I’m called a cracker because I’m in any way similar to them, I won’t hurt my feelings at all.
The first time that word ever registered in my memory banks was in 1980 on ABC News. Max Robinson covered the Democratic primary race where Jimmy Carter was busy beating down Edward Kennedy (call him “wet Teddy” for more than one reason).
The issue was the Saint Patrick’s day parade in Chicago which was full of political significance that year. It seems that Kennedy was invited to be in the parade, but not Carter. When asked about it, Mayor Jane Byrne’s spokesman explained: “He’s a Georgia cracker, he ain’t Irish”.
There was, of course, no outrage. As it turned out, Carter didn’t need a parade to roll over Kennedy to the nomination. It would only come out later that cafe-au-lait complexioned Robinson would later lose his prime gig on ABC and then his life over an addiction to (wait for it) … crack.
Carter could have just repeated his “gaff” of April 6, 1976, and Byrne would have loved him. Silently.
“I have nothing against a community that’s made up of people who are Polish or Czechoslovakian or French-Canadian, or black, who are trying to maintain the ethnic purity of their neighborhoods. This is a natural inclination on the part of the people.”
So they primaried a sitting president with Mr. DUI, of all people, I had no idea. At least the Repugs put Reagan to challenge Ford in ’76.
I once heard that if Teddy had driven a Volkswagen (allegedly the Bugs float) he would have been president some day. Of course, the whole Mary Jo Kopechne hoopla was somewhat overshadowed by the moonshot the next day.
Mayor Byrne infamously pledged to stay in a Cabrini Green apartment to prove the project was safe, but didn’t last a week. The nightly gunplay must have disrupted her slumber.
Sure cracker is a slur, but everyone knows that no slur is a match to the holiest of them all, the almighty N-word. This was well depicted in a meme showing a Palestinian child throwing a rock labeled ‘cracker’ at a Israeli tank labeled ‘the n-word’. There’s really no comparison.
Apart from ‘cracker’, you see American blacks often use cartoony insults for whites like ‘mayonnaise’ or ‘mayo-ass cracka’ etc. or references to snow. Also attacks on our lack of melanin is common.
I would also like to point the fact that calling someone a ‘negro’ or, dare I say it, ‘nigger’, is essentially stating that the insulted are black. Isn’t this the deepest insult of them all? Try calling a white man ‘whitey’. He may be insulted, but he will simply shrug it off knowing he was just called ‘white’ in informal language. Now turn that around.
A man named Grady McWhiney penned a very interesting book called Cracker Culture in 1989. The central argument was that the tension between the pre-Civil War North and South was due to cultural differences between Northern Yankees of English descent and Southerners of largely Celtic (Irish/Scottish/Welsh) ancestry.
An oversimplification, to be sure, but still a fun read.
I like McWhiney but I find he complains a lot.
I doubt this is their intent, but everyone who’s saying that “cracker” isn’t nearly as bad as “nigger” is echoing what Hasan Piker and every leftist in the world is saying.
If you measured the gravity of a racial slur according to demonstrable racial-violence statistics and general cultural animus toward the races in question, I’d argue that “cracker” is far worse than “nigger.”
“Rape and murder against whites? I just shrug it off! Don’t be such a snowflake!”
That’s why I included the Trayvon Martin incident. George Zimmerman had to be prodded by a 911 dispatcher merely to identify Martin as “black.” But Trayvon tagged Zimmerman as a “creepy-ass cracker,” and according to court testimony, this was enough to start smashing his head into the pavement.
It’ll never happen but I believe racial strife in multicult hell can be alleviated if the R-word were canceled from the public arena (into the oubliette of forgotten words like tomfoolery, egad, thine, and rolodex) and the other one given a healthy detox and makeover, reducing the hard -er to the hurt-level status of cracker, now as painless as o’reilly calling you a pinhead (or Bill Orally as said by olbermann). No magic words as defense shields and get-out-of-trouble-forever passes force black behavior back into focus as consequential and absolutely imperative to address and tackle, like bailing out the banks. The release would be as welcoming as a post-colonoscopy blast furnace of a fart. Queer went from a rude insult like fag to a cozy gender identity so why can’t the king of all slurs?
Riddle me this: why is ‘colored person’ taboo but ‘person of color’ is all the rage? Progressives are literally insane.
I thought the first was the rage and the second a PC but bogus descriptor that blacks don’t even like. They’ve told me so. “Progressives” are regressive to the substandard.
There are two reasons:
When something is poorly regarded, and you want it to have a better image, you change the name. Essentially, it’s rebranding.
Second, progressives like to change language in nonsensical ways, so that if a normie uses regular words, the progressive can mock their backwards ways.
The two are synergistic.
There are two aspects of this:
First, how genuinely offensive is this to the recipient? Cracker isn’t generally offensive to white people because few whites feel inferior about their race. But slurs like this can be offensive if, in the context of the insult, the target is in a group that is considered less desirable. For example, a wealthy white person calling a white person from a low-class upbringing a cracker, or a star black basketball player calling a mediocre white teammate one.
Second, is the term a slur? That is, is it an attempt to demean another due to race? Yes. By the current rules on hate speech in the modern US, it deserves to be punishable as much as other racial epithets.
The Armenians, being a very influential lot, get some recognition, and rightfully so, for the genocide by the Young Turks (which interestingly enough is the name chosen by Piker’s fart face uncle’s show). The Pontian Greek genocide is almost entirely memoryholed. Body count of at least 500,000 and maybe up to a million. 1.2 million of them were exiled to Greece after the Smyrna massacre and the Greek Army’s whole Asia Minor catastrophe, that the western powers contributed to in no small part.
Credit to Sam Dickson for the mention in his latest AmRen conference speech.
The word ‘cracker’ seems to be a hidden code word that Blacks used before their true intent has finally been allowed to surface in all its glory with the daring use of ‘Whitey’. So now, only the dimmest crackers among us can miss the meaning of the future. We’re outnumbered 800 million +- of European-heritage to 1.5 billion +- of Africa’s swarming minions, though who can really count well enough to keep count in that jungle.
Given how often blacks make use of the N- word it doesn’t seem so much about being really hurt by it. Hearing someone make use of the word becomes a permission slip for rioting or lawsuits. Productive whites, jews and asians tend to not get phased by slurs against them because they’ve got other shit to do. Being the recipient of a slur is a business proposition for those in the business of making it an issue.
Tom Segura has a some funny bits on racism, including getting away with stating that whites are the only group you can use racial slurs on… though he soft pedals it by saying we just laugh them off, including cracker.
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