Macho, macho man... I drink the beer of a macho man.
(HuffPo)
"Beer won't cool the fury of those who can't accept the reality that America's racial profile will no longer reflect their own."
— Frank Rich, NYTimes
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While that's a great point, here's the Pièce de résistance: "Threatened white elites try to mask their own anxieties by patronizingly adopting working-class whites as their pet political surrogates: Joe the Plumber, New Haven firemen, a Cambridge police officer. Call it Village People populism."
"Sometimes the most revealing expressions of this resentment emerge in juvenile asides — Bill Kristol (on The Weekly Standard’s blog) ridiculing Gates for writing a flowery travel magazine article about his privileged vacation home of Martha's Vineyard, or Heather MacDonald (in National Review) mocking Gates as a 'limousine liberal' for his supposedly hypocritical admission that he has a 'regular car service' and a 'regular driver' to fetch him at the airport. Who does Henry Louis Gates Jr. think he is, William F. Buckley Jr.?"
More confounding to Americans than race is the teachable moment on class. The inner hope of so many of us to make it big on American Idol, Who Wants to Be a Millionaire, and YouTube... or whatever the modern equivalent for your particular ship coming in suddenly, if not unaccountably... it's a guilty pleasure that obliterates our sympathy for those who are unaccountably trampled in the ruthlessly Darwinist race to be voted the favorite.
Even those with little hope of ever making it are resentful of those who cry foul, and the haves use this enter-class hostility to their advantage againt the have-nots.
Read more Frink Rich at the NYTimes
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