“I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.”

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I’m not going to claim that I have been totally 1488 from day one or that I came goose-stepping out of the womb. But I think I have always been instinctively and intuitively a race realist. Or at least, I have been since around the age of 8. The first black person I ever met was this kid named Scooter when I was in kindergarten. This would have been in the early 80s. (more…)

He doesn’t even have shoes on.

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The McCloskeys waving what amount to toys in the hands of the untrained was the single most impotent display of fear and guilt that has graced the screens of the West this month. This incident was laughable in and of itself, but was made even worse by the couple’s spineless cope of a public statement on the matter: (more…)

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Walter Johnson
The Broken Heart of America: St. Louis and the Violent History of the United States
New York: Hatchett Book Group, 2020

New York is a city that is in its own category. Go north, and one is “Upstate” — across the Hudson, and one is in “Jersey.” From the perspective of New Yorkers, Upstate and Jersey are like foreign lands. (more…)