The Hum Of Mental Feedback

Lets openly discriminate against the majority population; there’s no way that’s going to bite us in the ass.

““We’re in a pretty progressive area,” says Coverdale. “It’s very accepting of all people. But I feel like I’m excluded.”,” says Coverdale. “It’s very accepting of all people. But I feel like I’m excluded.”

Lol. Funny how soon the second sentence disappears and we are left with “We’re in a pretty progressive area. But I feel like I’m excluded.”

Where are even the signs of impending ass-biting?
It’s not impending, but eventually, 20 or so years down the road, it will have results none of us are going to like.

20 or so years down the road, it will have results none of us are going to like.

Such as the majority population becoming a minority population and then going the way of the Jews? That is, getting regularly oppressed and expelled for ill-defined crimes and accusations mostly revolving around supposed unfair success?

“Can I ask what your cultural background is?”
Perhaps to facilitate this sort of thing going forward, the government could issue identification documents which contain a detailed ethnic history which can/must be produced on demand to any state official. Ethnicity and cultural backgrounds can be traced back several generations and various degrees of cultural purity described. Or, some sort of easily recognizable badge to be appended to clothing should be mandated. What could go wrong?

This caught my eye:

Coverdale said she tried charm in a bid to be allowed to attend the playgroup, but Fletcher insisted it was exclusively for “multicultural” mothers who “might be lonely and might want to build a network of people who speak the same language.” Coverdale asked wouldn’t it be better for those mothers to meet someone like her, who knows a lot of people in the community.

You’d think that if the idea is to encourage social networking and a sense of being welcome, then balkanising those “multicultural” mothers – sparing them contact with the, as it were, natives – is a strange way to go about it. I don’t doubt that feeling isolated can be a real issue, which makes proficiency in English something of an imperative. And becoming proficient in English, or any second language, is generally much easier, and much quicker, if you interact with people who’ve spoken it from birth. Say, by chatting while your kids play.

David: Sorry about the failure to close with an end-italics HTML tag. Please let me know when I should report for correction.

[ Points to enormous sign hanging above bar. ]
I denounce Italics Privilege.

Perhaps some kind of colored symbol worn on clothing, like a yellow star or something…
Clothing can be changed. Better to go with something biometric, yet visible to the naked eye. Tattoos of some sort perhaps.

Except it’s not “reverse” racism. It’s just racism.
It’s the same bigotry with different targets. No different than a “no coloreds” sign from the Jim Crow era laws.

Hilarity and denial ensue.
Stipulated that we have Mrs. Coverdale’s report second hand, but the article does give a whiff of virtue signaling on her part. The references to “inner city” and “diversity” are attempts to establish her progressive, “diverse” bona fides only for her to be smacked by the reality of identity politics. In progressive, “woke” circles, the only acceptable response is to know one’s place.

If they’ve got the weapons and the will, then minority coercion of a majority is perfectly possible.
See, Norman Conquest, Islamic conquests of Spain, Egypt, Syria (majority Christian till mediaeval times), most colonial settler states (British West Indies, South Africa, Rhodesia, Raj, Occupied France (WW2), etc.

Quite the stench, actually.
I was trying to go for the English understatement to fit in. Alas, as an American, I failed miserably. Fortunately, the Scold-O-Mat is down for maintenance.

And this from New Zealand. Is it a parody?
http://i.stuff.co.nz/stuff-nation/assignments/share-your-news-and-views/17874187/Want-equality-Curtail-free-speech

Lets openly discriminate against the majority population; there’s no way that’s going to bite us in the ass.
Well, definitely granting that . . . Except it’s not “reverse” racism. It’s just racism.
It’s the same bigotry with different targets. No different than a “no coloreds” sign from the Jim Crow era laws.
. . .
There is the followup observation as well . . . quite instead of [assorted functionaries] were unavailable for comment . . , what does turn up is;

After being alerted to the problem on Friday, Education Minister Rob Stokes and his department, to their credit, instructed Fletcher to allow all families to attend the playgroup.
“I was disappointed to hear that a mum and her young child felt they were not welcome… This is not acceptable. Everyone, regardless of their background, should feel included in these wonderful community activities.”
The Education Department also has “counselled the program facilitator [Fletcher] regarding the requirement of the program to be inclusive”, said a spokesman late Friday.

and . . .

Thankfully, Zed Seselja, Assistant Minister for Multicultural Affairs, last month reset national policy, with an approach which emphasises unity and shared values. It’s about time.

One will have to observe what greater results occur over time, but the racist demands for a filter do appear to have gotten quite thoroughly chomped on . . .

. . . And a set of instructions. It’s my understanding that children are silent and self-cleaning.
Right, then. Here’re instructions.

. . . but it reads to me like a progressive language shift whereby multicultural actually refers to monocultural-but-exotic.
Esperanto.
Or, when in doubt, there’s always Klingon or Vulcan . . .

Or, when in doubt, there’s always Klingon or Vulcan…

naDev qaS wanl’ ramqu’. naDevbe’ tlhInganpu’ tu’lu.

There was I thinking my phone’s a piece of crap for texting garbage while in my pocket – turns out it’s actually fluent in Klingon or Vulcan (whichever that is, Sporkatus).

Klingon. “There’s nothing going on around here. There are no Klingons here”.
Ah, got it, you did drop something into a translator. The problem then does become dropping something right back in:
There is room to exist around here. There is nothing here, and Klingons
Taking the old classic; qaH william panties chagh, pagh loS, ‘ej jIH wej lunchtime., one winds up getting Sir william panties drop, or four, I am, and not yet lunchtime.
Definitely needing to grant more work to be done, but also rather expecting it will get done . . .