When Bedlamites Gather
Following his appearance at a “white privilege” conference, a white male sociologist corrects a small factual error – and is promptly denounced.
You see, politely correcting a factual error – and thereby revealing an insinuation of “white supremacy” as absurd – is somehow proof of “defensiveness,” “white fragility,” and, by implication, latent white evil.
Via Damian, who adds, “It doesn’t matter how actually correct you are; you will never appease the politically correct.” Quite. Because the drama, indignation and passive-aggressive spite must go on indefinitely. How else will people know their place in the egalitarian pecking order, and to whom they should defer, always and forever?
I must say, I take a certain delight in seeing these clowns being torn to shreds by the very tactics they are happy to deploy against others.
Holy crap. These people are in need of professional help.
I must say, I take a certain delight in seeing these clowns being torn to shreds by the very tactics they are happy to deploy against others.
Note that the polite correction doesn’t inspire any apology or rethinking of assumptions; it merely, and very quickly, prompts more denunciation and further attempts at character assassination. They’re clowns, yes, but not the jolly kind. I don’t think they exist to make children laugh.
“How DARE you defend yourself?!”
“How DARE you defend yourself?!”
That does seem to be the basic dynamic. Habitual vindictiveness wrapped in habitual bad faith. I think it’s fair to assume that, despite their affectations, these are not good people.
My grandparents spent some time in Communist Europe post WW2 and this sort of behaviout is exactly what they saw then
And remember, this is the kind of worldview, an incoherent pile of attitudes, to which tens of thousands of students are being steered, deliberately, by people like those above.
Frighteningly, she describes herself as an “educator”.
These guys make the Red Guards look like amateurs
The incremental rarefaction of political correctness- I remember when we were taught calculus at school and I began to grasp the implications. The dy/dx of PC grievances still has a way to go I reckon, but for now its practitioners in the Clown Quarter™ are behaving and using language such that they are not partaking in or describing a shared human experience that anyone outside of this cabal of hysterical silliness would recognise.
Um…there’s a book by her and her husband. They’re both social justice activists.
http://www.amazon.com/VITAL-Torch-Social-Justice-ebook/dp/B019ULXBFU
It’s very serious stuff. Very good reviews, too.
At first I thought it had to be a parody account.
How DARE you defend yourself?!
It is rather an exercise in futility. It almost seems that, the endless litany of often confected or imagined transgressions notwithstanding, there are certain types of people who are despised for what they are regardless of what they do. Beyond redemption are we.
At first I thought it had to be a parody account.
It’s getting so hard to tell now, I don’t think there’s any room left for amusing parody. Following the conference hashtag, the uniformity of dysfunction is extraordinary. Every tic is on display – the ugly racial fixation, the smug disregard for facts, the chippiness and projection, the ‘see my pronouns’ game, the blatant double standards, the utter failure of logic and reciprocal courtesy. And so the hapless chap is not only being scolded for something utterly trivial that he didn’t do, but also being scolded for pointing out that he didn’t do it, which somehow proves his culpability. And that’s before we get to the absurdity of the alleged sin itself and what it supposedly signifies.
No earthly force could untangle that kind of mental wreckage.
100% 5* reviews
Why, it’s almost like the result of an election in a dictatorship. Certainly nothing fishy about that. Nothing fishy at all….
I don’t feel sorry at all for James Loewen.
It was his decision to become a walking doormat, so he shouldn’t moan when people start wiping their feet on him.
We do have the option of telling the SJWs to go and fuck themselves.
I don’t feel sorry at all for James Loewen.
Well, no. It’s hard to feel much sympathy for someone who attends a “white privilege” conference unironically. But the dynamic is, I think, telling. I couldn’t see anyone else disputing how long he spoke or confirming that he ran over time. They just seemed annoyed that he’d dared to reject the fatuous accusation, dared to answer back. It’s as if they regarded him as the uppity white guy who needed slapping down.
“Since reading the book I have often called on the VITAL strategies outlined in the book to encourage authentic conversation through the power of storytelling in my work as a group facilitator.
Which is all one needs to know.
A white woman telling a black woman to close the door at a workshop session. Another example of #WPCsowhite #PHLWPC17 @got_privilege
— Aeriel A. Ashlee (@aerielashlee) April 16, 2016
From the daily caller link above. She must know how absurd that sounds even as she tweets it. Is it just signaling, or are they truly insane?
That’s a Kafkatrap, right? Being denounced for something you haven’t done, and providing evidence that you haven’t done it being further proof of your guilt?
All of this nonsense has to reach a critical mass eventually. I’m starting to see signs of it in terms of the bog standard mainstream media reporting on it.
Is it just signaling, or are they truly insane?
That presumes that the former is not a subset of the latter.
Is it just signalling, or are they truly insane?
Well, if it’s an affectation and these people are spending so much time and energy pretending to believe things they don’t in fact believe and indulging in a kind of bad faith role-play, then how sane is that?
Eric Raymond on Kafkatrapping.
Wait a minute. Haven’t we already learned that fidelity to punctuality is, in fact, an aspect of white privilege designed to oppress all other individuals on the planet? Yet, the denunciations come fast and furious for an alleged violation of time limits. Gee, one is almost tempted to believe that Ms. Ashlee–who is paler by several shades than I, BTW–came to the conference pre-loaded with accusatory tweets for any occasion, real or imagined.
Let’s just call it what it is: “Recreational Outrage.”
Let’s just call it what it is: “Recreational Outrage.”
More like professional outrage.
It is interesting to note, however, that the winsome Mrs. Ashlee has taken her husband’s last name with nary a hyphen or anything else that would suggest expected SJW like rejection of the cis-heteronomative patriarchal narrative. OTOH, perhaps Mr. Ashlee just drove her round the bend.
Indeed it is professional outrage – I give you Ashlee Consulting – “FOSTERING BRAVE SPACE FOR BOLD CONVERSATIONS”.
The fees of Mr. and Mrs. Ashlee are not quoted, but you may buy their book at the link, but getting back to Mrs. Ashlee’s original beef, please note that Mr. Ashlee is a whiter shade of pale.
Wait a minute. Haven’t we already learned that fidelity to punctuality is, in fact, an aspect of white privilege designed to oppress all other individuals on the planet?
Ah, no. You would think so, but, unlike Mrs Ashlee, you are (thankfully) not an ardent and committed racist who can sniff out wrong-thought at a 1,000 paces.
When a white man is not on time, it can only be a sign of his assumed superiority (demanding others afford him unearned respect) or cultural appropriation of non-Western or ‘African’ concepts of time.
More like professional outrage.
There’s no question that a number of these SJWs have parleyed their umbrage into lucrative careers. The vast majority of these people just do the whole “look how mad I am” schtick for fun. It’s like the relationship between MLB and my over-50, beer-enhanced softball league.
Speaking of logic traps, people like Mrs Ashlee and all the other bigots in the name of social justice present the rest of us with a seemingly unsolvable problem.
For people obsessed with cultures, they have hit on ruthlessly exploit the one weakness in any culture – that, more or less, any culture operates on the principle of a kind of ‘gentleman’s agreement’.
In the normal run of things, we just agree to respect the authority of teachers, be polite to strangers, not assume that people we’ve never met and know nothing about will behave in certain ways and hold certain political beliefs on the sole basis of their gender or ethnicity.
But, like any ragamuffin teenage thug in high schools the length and breadth of the country, knowing that cultures depend more on informal agreement than any actual force of authority it is literally child’s play to disrupt a classroom, an office, a political party, even the way a whole society is organised just by behaving like a total fucking arsehole.
Unlike teenage thugs in run down high schools, however, people like Mrs Ashlee cynically exploit the principle of respect and tolerance afforded to people who might be considered a minority of one sort or another.
Just like teenage thugs, however, there will be no end to it until they have brought everything crashing down about their ears.
“VITAL will give readers the tools and confidence they need to effectively integrate social justice into their everyday lives.”
So ‘social justice’ is a bit like Scientology?
When a white man is not on time, it can only be a sign of his assumed superiority (demanding others afford him unearned respect). . .
It’s funny, my punctuality was learned from my father who said, “Being late is telling someone else your time is more valuable than theirs. It’s disrespectful of others and just plain rude.” Of course, he was a Caucasian, cis-male, heterosexual (with a side of onion rings and diet Coke) patriarch of the old school.
Of course, he was a Caucasian, cis-male, heterosexual (with a side of onion rings and diet Coke) patriarch of the old school.
Barring the part about onion rings and coke, my own parents sound very similar.
The cultural lacuna that exists between the values I was raised and those of people like Mrs Ashlee and her ilk sometimes make me feel like a visitor from a far distant planet.
Subordinating facts and reality to political ideology is not just perverse, it can be downright suicidal.
Are we supposed to follow such people over the cliff?
Night of the Long Knives.
They have chased people like you and I off, it’s time to clean house.
Meanwhile, the NUS have just voted in as President an anti-Semite who reportedly vetoed a motion condemning Isis as ‘islamophobic’…
One of the most striking aspects of left-wing activists is their propensity for turning on their own. When your only political weapon is criticism, is it any wonder that this is your response to every situation? As a result, even those one might think would be sympathetic to these activists — e.g., moderate progressives — eventually flee in repugnance at the hair-trigger intolerance.
. . . to trust and storysharing as tools toward . . .
. . . Storysharing?!?!?!?!?!
There’s nothing more devious and sinister than the white male. I mean, look at Kyle Ashlee, look at the BS he’ll spout in order to nail a hot Korean chick! And he’s even got her to take his name… Player!
. . . Storysharing?!?!?!?!?!
This is no s#it, there I was…
And he’s even got her to take his name… Player!
No, I was wrong, just as their name is wrong, horribly, horribly, wrong for any normal, sane people.
Mr. and Mrs. Ashlee have named themselves, Ashlee is from her Korean name initials, ASH, and his middle name, Lee. Ashley was also Mrs. Ashlee’s given middle (legal, non-Korean) name so Mr. Ashlee has transcended being beta and gone straight to omega.
Why I watched this, other than morbid curiosity, I am not sure, but here is the whole sordid explanation.
Recruiting the mentally ill to attack your enemies is a great tactic!
Why I watched this …
He has lovely smooth skin. As eunuchs do.
Storysharing?!?!?!?!?!
It’s presumably an extension of so-called “critical race theory.” Which, stripped of its pretensions, boils down to: “My stories and feelings – however ill-informed, wrong-headed or simply made-up – trump your arguments and evidence, which are merely another kind of story, because I’m not white, and therefore not evil.” And the essence of which is to steer the gullible away from critical thought and instead wallow in self-flattering emotion.
In a classroom setting or “safe space,” the idea is for listeners to be utterly deferential and supportive, regardless of what’s being said and regardless of how credulous one is expected to be. Attempts to see if a given story holds up logically or matches the available evidence are generally frowned upon, especially if the person doing this happens to be white, and may result in accusations of “privilege,” of “silencing,” and of “misappropriating” the storyteller’s “truth” and “pain.”
As a way of reinforcing existing conceits and ignoring inconvenient facts, and exploiting tribal thinking, you can see the appeal.
Loon gathering echo chambers, like the one described here, are great places for their excessive compulsive behaviours to reach their ultimate end goal of creating a vacuum where reason and reality cannot exist.
This unbridled moonbattery is best dramatized in the satirical song and dance number from Team America – every body has AIDs yeah yeah yeah – “Everybody is racist yeah yeah yeah ….everything is racist yeah yeah yeah.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6szE_qmzavQ
. . . Storysharing?!?!?!?!?!
This is no s#it, there I was…
I never believed those stories in Penthouse Letters, but then…
No earthly force could untangle that kind of mental wreckage.
An entire pantheon of gods couldn’t do it.
Given that every human society eventually devolves into its own insanity, I wonder whether the Wrathful Old Testament God was a mercy killer rather than arbitrarily punitive.
SMOD 2016 — Because an extinction-level meteor event is exponentially better than where we’re headed under our own power.
… in order to nail a hot Korean chick …
She ain’t all that hot. Luna Lee is a lot hotter.
How much money was wasted by that conference? Who paid for it? I don’t want to go to any associated site to see the guilty in case I catch something.
Mr Sherman,
“he was a Caucasian, cis-male, heterosexual”.
Well there you go, damned from the get-go.
“Being late is telling someone else your time is more valuable than theirs. It’s disrespectful of others and just plain rude.”
Punctuality is the courtesy of kings.