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Identity Politics: Where Compasion meets Criminality

Make me, make me your victim Resistance is only a symptom...
Of bigotry
I am so guilty, so...
Make me your victim.

Make me, make me your victim We need Hillary Clinton…
She knew the score,
Reparations and more, so...
Make me your victim

(Parody of Barbara Lewis, “Make Me your Baby”, 1965)

Extortion is, by definition, the practice of obtaining something of value, such as money, from a person by the use of force or threats.

Let us begin with extortion in its crudest, most elemental form: a physical threat to get something you want—money. “Give me your wallet or I’ll knock your teeth out”—direct, easy to understand, transactional. I get your wallet with your money and credit cards: you keep only part of what you started out with, your teeth. Obviously, it is a better deal for me than you.

Now, let us move up a slight notch in criminal sophistication to what I would call a “reputational” extortion-threat. “Give me five thousand dollars or I’ll show your wife and daughter the photos I have of you in the sack with your secretary last year.” Nothing physical threatened, but I get five Gs that I didn’t have to work very hard for: you hang on (at least for a while) to your good reputation and the affection of your wife and daughter and, just maybe ... I’ll be back.

Above is the work of individual thugs, but “give me or else…” is also a popular group exercise—protection rackets, for example. You make regular monthly payments to some churlish local gangster who in exchange does not let any of his associates burn down your family store. Again, a nice, easy deal for him; for you, one more business expense, one you cannot even write off.

Some political regimes are extortion machines. Los hermanos Castro are a splendid example. In 1959 they chased Fulgencio Batista out of the Presidential palace in Havana and off the island. They then proceeded to murder, imprison and exile anyone whose Leninist bona fides were suspect, some of whom had fought with them, helped to bring Batista down and naïve enough to believe Fidel’s deceitful promise of democracy and free elections. Firmly in power, here was the extortionist deal the Corleones of the Caribbean offered the Cuban people: “pretend you love the Maximum Lider and the socialist paradise he is building for you. Don’t even think about criticizing the regime, mounting political opposition or openly practicing your religious beliefs and ideals. Be ready to squeal on your friends and neighbors if they seem less than enthusiastic. In exchange: for you, no firing squad, forced labor camps, re-education centers or social ostracism. You may get to keep your crappy, low paying job with no future, can go to the local clinic for free when you get sick, oh, and eat rice and beans every day, sold to you cheap by the Party that loves you. Che por siempre, and Viva la Revolución!”

Let’s, however, head north and continue with an extortionist system that most of us encounter now on a daily basis: identity politics. A euphemism for the shake-down racket run by the Democrat party, one that operates under the cover of fairness and compassion. Like most highly organized, sophisticated criminal enterprises, it employs two distinct types of personnel: the talking “suits,” the slick, smiling and photogenic front men like Obama; and their enforcers, the “muscle” out on the streets—BLM and Antifa—who do the heavy lifting; intimidation and extraction of the loot.

This extortion racket, no matter which version you’re currently afflicted with, rests on a single fundamental premise: every one of today’s disparities in social positioning, economic achievement and individual success of members of certain social groups comes from historically determined systems of domination and exploitation. This insightful gift came way back in 1848 courtesy of Karl Marx stated in a more turgid form at the beginning of the Communist Manifesto. “The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of class struggles.”

For the romantics at heart there is something wildly exciting and extremely appealing with this formulation. It is simple, rich with drama, the promise of violence, and the potential for sweeping change, for revolution. Just like Fidel and Che, you grow a beard, pick up a gun, and take on the old, corrupt power structure. It is a particularly appealing fantasy for young people perpetually out of sorts because the world does not seem to be the perfectly fair, peaceful and harmonious place they think it should be. Not surprising then that Marx’s theoretical ghost continues to haunt us all in ways we may not even realize.

For today’s Marxists “class struggle” (the workers versus the capitalists) does not begin to capture the range of the struggles and the multiplicity of domination and oppression that is the real picture of our predatory, have/have-nots world. The aggressions of the ruling class must now be measured in “micro” units, “micro-aggressions,” as we have come to know them, detected by “diversity” professionals who decode the daily slights raining down on the historically determined have-nots. Blacks oppressed by whites, women by men, gays and transgendered by heterosexuals, indigenous peoples by European colonialists, immigrants by natives, animals by humans, etc., each group with their own unique set of grievances and demands for redress. And so the “history of all hitherto existing society”, yes, Herr Marx, is still all about “struggle”, but it is far more complicated, persistent and extensive than you ever imagined. Your followers, though, have risen to meet the challenge. You would be proud.

Within this complex picture of domination and oppression “identity politics” was born. With the world occupied exclusively by victims and victimizers, one’s search for identity becomes the hunt for the most compatible victim-Bund with a history that best leverages the grievances for just compensation. Once the awful picture of the victims and their oppressors becomes clear, then the next and most important step is to know where the ongoing “struggle” envisioned by the German prophet and the mental dwarfs who still carry on his message is headed. The struggle has a conclusion; the good guys (and gals, sorry) are destined to win. As Marx puts it technically, “The expropriators are expropriated.”

We are now fully immersed in the “expropriation” phase of identity politics which is where the professional expropriators (extortionists) step in and turn up the heat. First, they have to sell the scam, the bogus, collectivist fable that everyone belongs to a victim community or an oppressor group. Many if not most individuals may not even realize that they are victims or oppressors. They need to be tutored in this regard and made to understand their position in this equation of domination and exploitation. Of course, the “victims” are an easier sell since the loot goes in their direction.

“White privilege” is a good example of how this sophisticated scam works, a recent innovation topped off with racial-extortion agitprop that is now making its way into the schools, universities and workplaces.

“White skin privilege is not something that white people necessarily do, create or enjoy on purpose. Unlike the more overt individual and institutional manifestations of racism described above, white skin privilege is a transparent preference for whiteness that saturates our society. White skin privilege serves several functions. First, it provides white people with “perks” that we do not earn and that people of color do not enjoy. Second, it creates real advantages for us. White people are immune to a lot of challenges. Finally, white privilege shapes the world in which we live—the way that we navigate and interact with one another and with the world.

Convinced? Ready to relinquish those “perks” and “advantages” you don’t deserve and didn’t earn and once mistakenly believed had nothing to do with that “whiteness” you’ve been flaunting around since Mom pushed you out into the hands of the nurses? The point is, once I believe that the all the folks in my tribe have been permanently injured and you are convinced that your tribe has done it, then the “squeeze” is set up and the “marks” are primed for the plucking. Into the room strolls Al or Barack mau-mauing to the tune of “Make me your victim.” The leverage they use to extract (or rather, extort) what they want from white America is guilt. And the guilt of what? Racism. “Please, Al, really, I am not a racist. I can recite ‘I Have a Dream’ by heart. What else can I do to convince you?” Something tells me that this is not a strong bargaining position. Here then is the offer you cannot refuse: “do whatever we demand and someday you may be forgiven for the sin of racism.” It sounds like extortion to me. Please understand that that the demands will continually escalate and that “someday” is a very long way away and only they get to say when it arrives. What do they want?

Here is how it works:

There is an old saying that the victors of war get to write the history of the world. White privilege works this way, too. Since white folks have been in control for so long, we have determined what is valuable or interesting or useful in terms of education. Greek and Roman mythology, Chaucer, and other canonized works have been selected and revered through the ages as critical components of any “solid liberal arts education.”

Nothing subtle here. It’s all about power: “white folks have been in control for so long…” There is no win-win, only winners and losers. The expropriators are about to be expropriated.

This, obviously, was written by a lobotomized white person who has greased himself in the right places with K-Y Jelly, ready for the extortionist to, well, have his way. In his pathetic, self-flagellating little corner of the world there are only victims and victimizers. Choking on his guilt as a victimizer, he must now become a victim. “I plead guilty: as the oppressor, my mind and heart and my power of whiteness now belong to you, you who have been my victims. Please … make me your victim!”

Slavery and Jim Crow are history, but the extortionists like Al Sharpton have converted them into timeless, permanent fixtures of guilt, leverage for the extraction. Here is President Obama, Mr. Eloquence, himself, turning the screws. “What is also true is that the legacy of slavery, Jim Crow, discrimination is in almost every institution of our lives—you know, that casts a long shadow. And that's still part of our DNA that's passed on. We're not cured of it.”

Not much eloquence in this. Yes, “you know”, the “cure” will be someday, but not for a very long time, and, who, exactly, is the “we” who needs the cure?

Obama did not talk like this when he was running for President. Remember this gem from the speech that launched his national career at the Democratic Convention in 2004? “There is not a Black America and a White America and Latino America and Asian America—there's the United States of America.” I guess he didn't learn about DNA until later.

What happened? The community organizer was plotting to be President. He needed white votes. Many if not most white voters would not be thrilled with a President preoccupied with racial grievances, a President who wanted to keep them on the hook for what some or even none of their ancestors had done one hundred and fifty years ago, a President who talked like every white police officer was just itching to kill a black kid. Openly extortionist campaigners don’t make good Presidential candidates, and so a little phony-baloney stuff up front to juke the rubes. Once in office the fake “make nice” routine dropped away and became the “we’re gonna punish our enemies and reward our friends,” and the “we’re all in it together” shtick turned into the racism “that’s still part of our DNA that’s passed on.” Ok, the guy that was supposed to be our Nelson Mandela instead turned out to be Robert Mugabe. The candidate who was going to help us transcend the racial divide became the President who was close to and consulted regularly with Al Sharpton, one of the most scurrilous, lying, bottom-feeding, shakedown artists to be found anywhere under a rock. This President sent three White House representatives to the funeral of a black criminal (Michael Brown) but could even bring himself to mention the tragic, violent death of the highly decorated U.S. Navy SEAL Christopher Kyle (two Silver Star Medals and Five Bronze Star Medals) who, you guessed it, just happened to be white. Best of all, he tried to hand his reins over to the Lady Brezhnev of Chappaqua who on her imagined path to General Secretary casually pronounced half the country to be irredeemable bigots. Unlike The One, she was too stupid to understand that you had to do a “make nice” to fool the marks before election day.

Identity politics as an extortion system works because the snake oil of collective victimhood and guilt has been peddled for so long by the cultural Marxists that it is now inextricably embedded in American meta-politics. Resistance to it nearly impossible. The slander carried out by the mainstream media against Trump (before and into his presidency) and his supporters, and Hillary Clinton’s infamous reduction of Trump supporters to “Untermenschen” (that “basket of deplorables” who are “unredeemable”) signals an endgame for traditional American politics.

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