While Leftists Cry 'Racism,' Shapiro Uses Establishment Media To Bury Narrative
We’re told by the media that we live in an age where racism is getting worse.
Nazis are making a comeback. Hate crimes are supposedly on the rise. And then there’s Trump, the bigot in chief who’s somehow responsible for all of this.
Thankfully, we have the media establishment to tell it like it is and call out racism when they see it. They’re the ones protecting us from the specter of bigotry and clearly not fomenting any of it or anything like that.
As Ben Shapiro pointed out in a tweet.
So America is going well, it seems pic.twitter.com/xgPQe2UHmG
— Ben Shapiro (@benshapiro) March 29, 2019
If you click on them, you’ll note these are pictures of headlines of four pieces from three liberal outlets: “I Broke Up With Her Because She’s White,” published Friday in The New York Times; “Can My Children Be Friends With White People?” published in November of 2017 by same; “I’m An Asian Woman Engaged To A White Man And, Honestly, I’m Struggling With That,” published in February by HuffPost; and “Am I Finally Done With White Guys?” published in March of 2017 by New York magazine.
These are all just as problematic as you might think.
First, the most recent, “I Broke Up With Her Because She’s White,” by Christopher Rivas, a Latino man: “O.K., let me just get to it. I think I broke up with my last girlfriend because she’s white. Actually, no, I definitely broke up with her because she’s white,” it begins.
This is followed by a weird interlude about how his father used to be very serious about his appearance because he might be “chosen” by a white woman (even though he was already married at that point).
“It’s been a year since I broke up with my girlfriend, and I haven’t told her the real reason. I talked around it, mumbling about how I was trying to figure out who I was or whatever. She didn’t understand. I’m not sure I do either. There was nothing wrong with her at all.
“I don’t really know what my tipping point was. It just kind of happened. At 30, I woke up one day, took a deep breath, looked at her and thought, ‘I don’t think I can date white women anymore.’
“Maybe I wouldn’t have broken up with her if it hadn’t been for all the judgment coming my way. Over the years I have dated brown women and black women, but mostly white women. I hadn’t thought about why that was, but when some brown and black people in my community started giving me a hard time about dating white women, I sensed they’d be happier if I stopped.”
That kind of peer pressure is apparently why this 30-year-old man decided to give into the unbearable wokeness of being in 2019.
“But the real reason I think I can no longer date white women isn’t any of that. It’s because in today’s hashtag-woke society, there is mad pressure to be hashtag-woke,” Rivas wrote. “To be aware of the implications of whom you’re attracted to and why. Which means that in the eyes of others, the color of the women I date is a big deal. Like I’m the problem. Like I’m betraying my people if I date white women.”
This is like a bad after-school special in which a kid explains why he started taking drugs to fit in with the popular kids. Except the kid here is 30, drugs are white women and he’s convincing himself this is kind of OK because, well, #woke.
“Can My Children Be Friends With White People?” by Ekow N. Yankah has a similar tone, that tone where you kind of think you’re reading satire but the author’s actually being for-real serious.
“It is impossible to convey the mixture of heartbreak and fear I feel for” his 4-year-old, Yankah wrote after the Charlottesville attack. “Donald Trump’s election has made it clear that I will teach my boys the lesson generations old, one that I for the most part nearly escaped. I will teach them to be cautious, I will teach them suspicion, and I will teach them distrust. Much sooner than I thought I would, I will have to discuss with my boys whether they can truly be friends with white people.
“Meaningful friendship is not just a feeling. It is not simply being able to share a beer. Real friendship is impossible without the ability to trust others, without knowing that your well-being is important to them. The desire to create, maintain or wield power over others destroys the possibility of friendship. The Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s famous dream of black and white children holding hands was a dream precisely because he realized that in Alabama, conditions of dominance made real friendship between white and black people impossible.”
“For African-Americans, race has become a proxy not just for politics but also for decency. White faces are swept together, ominous anxiety behind every chance encounter at the airport or smiling white cashier. If they are not clearly allies, they will seem unsafe to me,” he writes later in the piece.
And then there’s Tria Chang, writing for HuffPost about why she has an issue being affianced a white man: Because of the fact that, in her experience, white men have a “fetish” for Asian women.
“Sometimes it was hard to tell what was a valid warning sign and what was not. Misguided compliments were a pretty good indicator, though. ‘Every white and Asian male is jealous that I’m with you,’ my first college boyfriend said,” she wrote in “I’m An Asian Woman Engaged To A White Man And, Honestly, I’m Struggling With That.”
“Even at the time, I remember wondering, why would you assume that I’m only desirable to white and Asian men? He assumed that, of course, because of my race. Race-based compliments reveal when people aren’t seeing you as the individual person that you are but as a piece of something.
“It took me a little while to figure this out, but once I became more settled in college, I met my first Asian boyfriend, who ended up being my husband. Sadly, he also became my ex-husband. This relationship was followed by one with another Asian male. Suffice it to say, I went a decade without the thought of white men or Asian fetish even crossing my mind.
“Now it’s something I think about every day, because of said fiancé.”
On a personal note, as a white man who’s married to an Asian woman (the only Asian woman I’ve ever dated, if either you or Chang are curious) I hear this sort of piffle roughly once a week.
Here’s the thing: If you choose a man with an “Asian fetish” and know you’ve chosen one of these men — as Chang apparently did more than once in her life — I’d like to think the onus for you staying in such a relationship is on you, not white men in general. If you feel you cannot decipher the intentions of the white men you date and whether or not they love you for you and not some bizarre ideal of Asian-ness, I don’t really know what advice to give you — other than maybe you should be struggling with anyone you’re in a relationship with.
Finally, we have Collier Meyerson, writing in New York Magazine about “Am I Finally Done With White Guys?” (Spoiler alert: Probably, because of Donald J. Trump.)
“For most of my adult life, I’ve dated white guys,” wrote Meyerson, who is black. “I spent my childhood surrounded by black and brown kids, but when I got to high school, suddenly everyone around me was white. Like most of the girls in my class, I wanted attention from the boys. But while they chased after blondes and brunettes, I was ignored. And on those rare occasions a white boy kissed me in the copy-machine room at our high school, or when a white boy told me over the phone he had a crush on me, the acknowledgement made me feel chosen. It was addictive. The white boys I grew up with were cool: They rode their skateboards on private property. They smoked weed in their parents’ houses with abandon. I envied and desired their freedom. If they wanted me, I thought, it was because I seemed free like them. Cool like them. At 18, I was fixated on being attractive to them. Since college, I’ve had five boyfriends, and all of them have been white. And those affinity moments on the train? They’re with white guys too.
“White men have preoccupied me my whole life, from the schoolyard to the subway, but these days I’m seeing them differently. They’re no longer the object of my affection, a mirror for my self-worth, or an affirmation of my beauty. Right now, they seem altogether alien.
“The night Trump was elected, I wrote about feeling lonely. I wanted to be comforted — but I wanted it to be by someone who had an inkling of the anxiety I felt for my family, my loved ones, and for myself. In the past, I’d have sought that comfort out in a white man, but that night I knew it wouldn’t be enough.”
She goes on to note that while most of the white guys she knows hate Donald J. Trump just as much as she does — there’s a shocker for you — “while the political universes of my white friends are cracking open, I’m feeling more inclined than ever to cloister myself,” apparently because of all the bad news she gets on her phone.
These are all opinion pieces, all about how relationships with white people — three out of the four specifically targeting white men — are now partially impossible. All have been published within the last two years, give or take a few months, and all sound terribly tone-deaf for a media that wants to convince us more than ever about how racist we are.
Shapiro does a good job of pointing out the problem here: The media is more than willing to publish racist bosh like this under the guise of racial sensitivity. That’s apparently where we are right now.
America is, indeed, going so well.
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