Prejudice, But Not Necessarily "Racism"

When I was in college I naturally ended up having a whole bunch of classmates who were students visiting from Far East Asia. So one day, I was talking to a nice Japanese friend of mine in the campus mail room. Then, this girl from Nanjing, China suddenly came traipsing through the door at the far end of the hall. She and I were already quite well acquainted (because even and especially way back then, I was very much a teacher and friend to most Asian/foreign students on campus), so this particular girl happily chirped, "Hello, Hoover!" in my general direction. And then she went straight up into the Japanese guy's "personal space" and started yammering at him, a mile a minute, in typically thundering Mandarin Chinese.

Being but merely two dumbfounded young males in our early twenties, my ever impeccably polite Japanese friend and I just stood there for what seemed like an eternity, patiently letting our newly arrived female companion keep right on buzzing away, until my friend finally had little choice but to interrupt (something that many people from "Nippon" are often quite reticent to do, because they're usually raised to consider it very impolite behavior), and humbly inform our newly arrived guest that he actually did not understand even a single word that was flying straight out of her rapidly fanning maw.

"I'm sorry," he said slowly, in his usual, impeccably polite, but typically halting, rather thickly accented way, "but I'm a Japanese." Something that this girl from Mainland China obviously had, up to that moment, been totally and completely unaware of. Granted, many of the Asian foreign students at that particular college were Mandarin speaking Taiwanese (almost all of whom were nonetheless either ethnically Chinese, or at the very least, closely related to Han Chinese - whether they always like to recognize such facts... or not), so the girl from the Mainland had almost certainly assumed that my Japanese friend was from Taiwan.

Then, without even so much as skipping a beat, this Nanjing Chinese girl cocked her head to one side, slammed her suddenly clenched fists down onto her hips, and shouted in English (even louder, believe it or not, than her normally deafening speaking voice), "Do you know how many people you killed?!?"

Funny thing though; my Japanese friend wasn't even born until roughly forty years after the infamous "Rape of Nanking," and therefore had never killed anyone in his whole entire life. But prejudice (not necessarily "racism") still stubbornly persists, as we all well know. Yet those who tend to readily display it do not always represent any one particular nationality, color, creed, or even... sex.

And that's just the way it often really is, you know. No matter what anyone else may tell you. No matter what race-baiters and those who often seek to prosper and practice by trafficking in bad, old fashioned human hysteria may try to get you to believe.

Duh.

But then... wouldn't it be nice... if there really, truly was just one single solitary group of naughty, ever misbehaving people that the world could totally blame for all our troubles? You know, just one readily identifiable ethnicity, tribe, sex, or whatever, that could be targeted and then summarily purged from our midst.

Like performing an Exorcism, or something of that nature, for the ultimate benefit of the whole, entire human race. What altruism! What Utopian zeal! Yeah! So what if we could finally, once and for all, scientifically and clinically identify "the D'evil" among us," and then just... cut 'em all out. Or rather, surgically excise them, like just another pesky cancerous growth on the human body politic.

After that, maybe the whole entire world could just live in hippie style peace, love, and harmony until the end of time! Yeah, man. Yeah! Then, everybody could just toss all their guns away, go naked, wear flowers in their hair, and get high... and... practice free love, man! I mean, "We've got to get ourselves back to the Garden." Yeah!

But who? Who could we possibly blame literally thousands of years of human iniquity on, man? Who, man? Oh... men! That's it, MEN! After all, most of us testosterone driven he-folks are just plain nasty most of the time, right? Always thinkin' them nasty thoughts. I mean, men are the ones who most often fill the world's prisons, right? Yeah....

But... the human race needs both males and females to procreate though, right? Okay, okay, so... so we target just only one group of males. Say... white males. No... white, Christian males! Yeah! Yeah, that'll do it. We'll blame everything on them, and live happily ever after with flawless, enlightened matriarchal "feminists" leading the way into a glorious, pastel-colored rainbow future. Yeah....

And all the beta males lucky enough to still be left alive after the Great Feminine Revolution will be brought up to sip soy lattes, paint their nails, and cross-dress. And they'll learn to not hide their tears while watching deeply sensitive movies, and all the very finest "social justice" flicks, like this most recent crop of Hollyweird propaganda films, starring young, emaciated, scantily-clad little 100 pound actresses - who nonetheless somehow manage to beat the hell out of a series of brawny, well armed bad guy male "actors" throughout the course of the paper-thin plot.

Sure, the movie may also be populated with beefy, muscled up dudes who may in fact tend to be much more robust, and have a great deal more muscle mass than most females ever born, but don't forget that they're the bad guys! Nowadays anyway, right? Duh, man... I mean, uh, FE-man! Yeah....

But wait! Isn't all of the above kind of what Nazism was actually really all about? You know, the process of identifying a scapegoat to blame for all the ills of beaten and bankrupt post First World War Germany? It was actually a pretty lame strategy, of course. Just root out the D'evil among us and... kill them all, every last single one. Problem is though... that that particular scenario really didn't end up turning out particularly well for Nazi Germany, Imperial Japan, or Mussolini's Italy, now did it? Hmm.