Thursday, January 27, 2005 |
16:40 - Cleaning Up Dodge
http://www.deanesmay.com/posts/1106828705.shtml
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This is probably the most exhilarating thing I've read in months: an extemporaneous dictated essay by one Moses Sand. It's long, and parts of it are glib or quaint—but it's brilliant for all that. The essence of American democracy dictated to a colleague's microphone by a steely-eyed old cowboy squinting out over the badlands, invoking the names of Martin Luther and Gandhi and Mohammed right alongside Wyatt Earp and Johnny Cash.
"But just look at who's saying this about the Arabs. I'm not sure who those guys are but they are either misinformed... ignorant... or liars. What I find curious is that the things those guys are saying about Arabs today is exactly what Jim Crow gringos was saying about black folks fifty years ago in Mississippi. 'Why them nigras don't want to have to make up their own minds. They need organization put into they lives. Three hundred years of being told what to do, why they couldn't even organize a good church supper. They need to be told where to be, what to do and how to do it. And then they are content.'
"I can't tell you how many times I heard that as a child... only it came from the barber shop philosophers... people like Verdell McCutchins, from the hardware store, and not the so-called educated elites of today. Verdell had a thigh the size of a pot belly stove, and would slap it as he crossed his legs, as an exclamation point to some luminous revelation about how the country was going to hell in a hand basket. Everybody knows somebody like this... except maybe Republicans, who don't seem to get out very much. But it's amazing to me how similar Verdell was to what passes as our most educated minds nowadays. Some men actually pay extra to send their kids to special colleges just to learn to be that stupid.
If I told you how much I enjoyed reading this, to paraphrase Zaphod Beeblebrox, I wouldn't have time to read it (again).
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