This Monday for Clutch Magazine I went on one of my infamous long rants which can be summed up thusly as "Ugh, why is ANYONE taking this guy seriously." This time I'm addressing a cadre of internet commenters on Clutch who felt columnist John Derbyshire's racist rant was somehow written to "shed light" on the realities of black people, clearly ignoring that he was on some typical Bell Curve crap and doesn't give a flying fig about black people or our general safety. That's just some special mental jujitsu to read something obviously racist and to try and find something "truth-telling" and "positive" in it. Just because he quoted a kernel of true things about black-on-black crime, doesn't mean that he didn't twist them to fit his warped view of society.
This is one of those times where, even though he talked about black people, my dear black people, he did not write this for you.
Derbyshire starts off with some “respect those who respect you” pseudo rational babble, then devolves into some unfoundable figure of how “five percent of blacks are hostile to whites.” He then further goes down the rabbit hole that every black person is one step from whipping out a match and shouting “Burn, baby, burn”.
Fine. Nothing new here to see. It’s your typical Bell Curve argument that it’s science that black people have “issues.”
What’s disturbing is when black people buy into that logic. Case in point, a debate broke out over whether or not black people should internalize Derbsyhire’s message in this comment thread as some kind of bold truth-telling, largely ignoring the fact that he doesn’t make any real distinction between genders or types of black people. Just that because, according to him five percent of us are nuts, so you should probably avoid the other 95 percent.
Based on that logic, you – as a black person – shouldn’t attend your historically black sorority boule. You shouldn’t go to anything related to the Congressional Black Caucus. Even if it’s a party the president is hosting. You also probably shouldn’t go to church (or any black church for that matter). Don’t attend a historically black college or university. Don’t join any kind of organization from the NAACP to the Urban League to Jack & Jill. Don’t go to a Beyonce concert. Don’t go to a Juneteenth barbecue. Don’t go to the UniverSoul circus or your own family reunions. Don’t visit Washington, D.C., Atlanta or pretty much any large urban center. Don’t visit large parts of the rural South.
You know? Because those places are full of black people. Move to Idaho.
I mean, I get playing "Devil's Adovacte," but I'm not interested in playing "Devil's Advocate" on something that's popular on Stormfront. Context matters, people.