Those White Devil Blues
From academia, that hothouse of social progress:
Ah, the arts. Where it’s all thou-shalt-not.
Not really in the spirit of what music is, methinks. Sort of, “You only get to sing this if we think you look right. Because appearance – specifically, your racial classification – is what matters.” And hey, who wouldn’t love a game of Who May Sing What, Based On Their Skin Colour? How terribly uplifting.
Needless to say, no corresponding restrictions or accusations of “cultural appropriation” would be tolerated regarding minority students performing music deemed white. Say, as when the troupe performed the works of the Jonas Brothers and the very pale pop songstress Ariana Grande. But clearly, reciprocal principles would be too much to ask.
Fair point.
Being entirely reasonable, this didn’t go down well.
Yes, I know. The word irony scarcely covers it.
Despite the group’s policy of unilateral racial exclusivity in singing being somewhat dissonant with the university’s codes of conduct, which prohibit “discrimination… based on race,” Mr Phillips was warned that his expectations of fairness and merit might have dire consequences. And there followed exquisitely detailed conditions of any further discussion of the issue, with stern pre-emptive cautions against “aggressive wording.”
Vocal Intensity styles itself as the university’s “premier all-gender a cappella group” and claims to provide “an inclusive environment for all individuals who have a passion for music.” But obviously, not if you fancy singing Alice Smith and Miles Caton’s Last Time (I Seen The Sun) while being offensively white.
Update, via the comments:
Dicentra asks,
Germans or Englishmen?
Well, quite. And the reactiveness of the group’s board – their spluttering that anyone might notice the inconsistency and even dare to point it out – and their remarkably detailed conditions regarding any further discussion – does rather paint a picture of a certain mindset. A type.
As noted here more than once, it does save a lot of time and aggravation if pointed use of the words inclusive, cultural appropriation, etc., is regarded not as a welcome or reassurance, but as a warning of the kinds of personalities you’ll be likely to encounter, should you venture closer, foolishly.
Commenter Aitch quotes this,
And adds,
And hey, everything is so much more fun when it’s been racially organised.
See also, the thrill of ideologically corrected dancing.
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Where’s the National Guard when you need them?
Somewhere the shades of Lester Maddox, George Wallace, and Orval Fabus are laughing their spectral asses off.
Marched off campus at bayonet-point would be fair.
Those Who Are No Longer Our Countrymen.
Make that marched out of the United States.
“This is not your mother’s or your grandmother‘s Narnia”
So, it’s our crazy cat lady aunt’s Narnia?
Today is the 32nd anniversary of the racist Long Island Railroad shooting. Here are photos of the six that he killed.
How to say it’s going to be a absolute clusterf*ck without saying it’s going to be a absolute clusterf*ck.
So who gets to sing solos in Handel’s Messiah?
Germans or Englishmen?
“Fact checkers”: Snopes and Politifact covered up evidence that Ilhan Omar’s father led death squads in Somalia before fleeing to America.
1993. I was in grad school, so I would have heard it filtered through left-wing narrations. So today I learned that no black people were killed, and that the shooter had been expressing racism against whites and Asians.
Sheesh.
It’s a song from the soundtrack of a film about white vampires sucking the Excellence out of blacks until a non-white coalition gives the vampires the ultraviolence they have coming. It’s an explicit anti-white film, and only made in 2025, so it’s not like there’s been a camp re-evaluation that all races can enjoy.
Have you noticed yet that you’re not actually on American Bandstand? The film and the song don’t celebrate what we have in common, they ideate violence against your people. Your bandmates understand what the song is about, and it’s because it promotes violence against whites that they’re singing it. Why can’t whites join in the anti-white chorus – do you have any dignity, or instinct for self-preservation? Do we really have to walk you through the exercise of what if the film depicted Jewish vampires?
I did find out very quickly about his racist motives, but I’m not sure how: 1993 was before I got high speed internet and before the rise of the blogosphere. Is it possible that my local newspaper published the actual facts? [ Eyebrows rise very high. ]
The song is “Last Time (I Seen The Sun)” from the movie Sinners.
Will not watch. No wish to wallow in the racist paranoia of deranged blacks. I see enough of that in the links posted here.
Well, quite. And the reactiveness of the group’s board – their spluttering that anyone might notice the inconsistency and even dare to point it out – and their remarkably detailed conditions regarding any further discussion – does rather paint a picture of a certain mindset.
As noted here more than once, it saves a lot of time if the pointed use of the words inclusion, etc., is regarded not as a welcome or reassurance, but as a warning of the kinds of personalities you’ll be likely to encounter, should you venture closer.
All smiles.
Bless their little hearts.
They’re the singing police.
And hey, everything is so much more fun when it’s been racially organised.
See also, the thrill of ideologically corrected dancing.
[ Post updated. ]
He assumed they were honest. Rookie mistake.
Well, again, the ludicrous overreach, the hardball tone, does rather paint a picture of the parties involved. The kinds of postures and dynamics that excite them.
Further to this, more neurotics choosing to be unhappy about a Pantone colour.
Apparently, we must have never-white paint colour purity.
I’m a very inclusive singer. My utter lack of talent means I can butcher music of any race, creed, or nationality.
I have an almost comical inability to hold a note.
Only the Mountbattens…
I remember the horror of being expected to join in and sing Happy Birthday to someone. Over the years, I’ve become quite good at lip syncing.
Further to this, more neurotics choosing to be unhappy about a Pantone colour.
The style writers of the new York times are also . . . uneasy, shall we say, with Pantone’s choice. “Less salubrious associations.”
Pantone can choose whatever color they want. Frankly, I want to add some color to my home and I enjoy watching the Instagram reels of Larry Pennington (“Welcome to my thrifted home”) so I am using he and his largely silent husband, Dave, as my inspiration.
By which logic – a term I use loosely – no-one, including printers, decorators, and colour-matching companies, is allowed to show any public appreciation for any shade of white, while Mr Trump, or indeed any Republican, is in office.
I mean, you say it out loud…
All smiles.
Looking at that photo, I have a good idea who is the driving force behind this lunacy…
So who gets to sing solos in Handel’s Messiah?
I happened to be listening to this yesterday while driving about, singing along. Thankfully, my windows were rolled up.
EV’RY VAAAAA-HAAAAAA-LEEEEEE SHALL BE EXALTED, SHALL BE EXA-HAL-HAL-HAL-HAL-HALTED!!!!!
[ Drags Stephanie’s bar stool closer to exit. ]
[ Wonders how to remove deep fingernail scratches from bar. ]
She could’ve just started smoking.
It’s pretty clear multiculturalism is a bone headed idea. If we weren’t tribal by nature why do tribes still exist?
I think I see the problem…
And yet, in their photos, we see only men and women. No mythical beings.
It’s worth noting the now-familiar combination of pretentious sensitivity – say, fretting about the possibility of “aggressive wording” – while relishing the opportunity to behave in needlessly authoritarian ways, and while seeking to exclude people, from singing, based on their race.
It’s practically a signature of the progressive condition.
They’re going to have to give “Joshua Fit the Battle of Jericho” and “Go Down, Moses” back to the Jews.
But they won’t.
Is anyone else getting sick of the whiney negroes shunning white people. We should have picked our own cotton. How are we ever supposed to live in harmony with others?
Narnia: a coming of age film with a vague and confused Christian subtext is going to go woke? Oh, boy. I can’t wait. Almost as clever as making the wicked witch noble and good /sarc for the sarc challenged
I’ll just leave this here.
I suppose it would be ridiculously optimistic to hope that it is C. S. Lewis’s Narnia?
Heh. Not sure who to root for, frankly.
I guess I’m not supposed to notice that Vanessa Friedman and Callie Holtermann are both Jewish. That tiny percentage of the population sure does get around when anti-Whitism is on the menu.
Solastalgia.
Cultural apartheid, Orwellian framed, and inspired by the “racism-under-new-management” of Critical Race Theory subset of cultural Marxism, AKA the institutional complex involved in hollowing out western civilization.
Best thing that ever happened at Kent State as far as Kent State itself is concerned. I doubt their student body has grown since then because so many people are interested in studying liquid crystal displays and flight training (the only productive things they do, according to grok anyway). People go there mostly to buy street cred as protesters. Everything else is a minor.
Heh. It’s soccer. Where the possibility of a scoreless tie is always in the cards. Back in the day of only three networks, used to watch Ohio State play Michigan until one or the other scored. Or a bell rang or something.