I wrote a post the other day when the white race riot at Charlottesville, Virginia was going on. It got an unusually large number of hits and comments. Marilyn wrote on the topic also and I noticed again, the high amount of … conversations. And the main question was, what the hell do we do with these morons? These marching morons?
How do we deal with this evil, these vile excuses for human beings, these … morons? I don’t know, but I have some ideas to throw out. They may work, they may not. Most people seem to want to convert these idiots, understand them, talk to them, swipe right when you see them on Tinder.
The thing is, this approach doesn’t seem to be working out so well. But I just read an article on how the tech world is handling the problem. Facebook and Twitter have suspended the accounts of identified white supremacists. Go-Daddy, Google and other ISPs will no longer host Nazi, KKK and white supremacist’s websites.
These morons are getting fired from their jobs when people recognize them from their news photos. The Klan at least knew enough to hide under sheets.
This is the part where the morons who read these posts (Yeah, I have a few on Facebook when I post these blogs there) are fuming. They are furious. They’re going “What about our First Amendment rights!!!!? You fired me because I exercised my First Amendment rights! This is Obama’s fault!”
And that brings me to the point. Your first amendment rights mean you can say whatever you want, no matter how evil or vile or repugnant it is. And nobody can stop you. But here’s the other part we all seem to forget.
WE DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN!
You don’t have the right to have your evil, vile, repugnant vitriol published by any social media service. They are all companies that have their own standards about acceptable content. They have every right to fire you, cancel you or close your account.
You can stand on a street corner and spout your crap, but nobody is required to pay any attention to you. Soap boxes are hard to come by these days, but consider an old tree stump. Very traditional.
In ancient cultures, one of the most severe punishments that could be meted out to a towns person, or tribe member who had done something wrong was “shunning”. The entire town would not talk to, deal with or even recognize the person being punished.
Eventually the person would leave town. The punishment was severe. Think about it. Nobody in the world would acknowledge you existed.
Maybe that’s what we need to do. Shun them in person and online. Google, Facebook, etc. already started it. The Virginia Governor said it in clear language. “You are not welcome here.”
When these morons stage a march. Go. Line the streets where they are marching. Turn your backs and ignore them. If they talk to you, tell them to “talk to the hand,” and walk away.
If they are going to some site to protect some stupid statue, let them. Don’t show up. No news coverage.Nothing.
Recently hundreds of these morons showed up to “protect Confederate memorials in Gettysburg from being defiled by the left.” The “left” never showed up. There are no Confederate memorials at Gettysburg. All that happened was one of the more moronic of the moron Trump supporters shot himself in the foot.
Yes, he shot himself in the foot. That was a successful event.
That’s the template for these types of events. But if you need to show up at these events, and you can’t ignore them, mock them. Yelling doesn’t work. Fighting only helps their cause. Trying to reason with them is like teaching a pig to fly. You frustrate yourself and you annoy the pig.
I’m working on mocking white supremacist jokes, but all I’ve got so far is ripping off Jeff Foxworthy:
“If you go to family reunions to meet women, you just might be a white supremacist.
“If you walk your eight-year-old child to school every day because you are in the same grade, you just might be a white supremacist.”
“If you think Tiki Torches and polo shirts inspires fear in the liberal élite, you just may be a white supremacist.”
OK, the last one was mine, but you see where I’m going.
Oh, and if I’ve offended any white supremacists by calling you morons throughout this post. I apologize. When I went to charm school, they taught me to say moron instead of asshole.
P.S. Anyone who catches the short story title reference, gets double points and years supply of Rice-A-Roni, the San Francisco treat.