August 19, 2008

Behold, the white man's burden!

Surely by now we've all heard the news that come 2042 (wooow that's real close), Whitey won't technically be in the majority anymore. Who's usurping mah cracka brethren? Latinos!

And you LAUGHED when foreign languages became mandatory. I hope you can laugh bilingually you smarmy sons of bitches. funnaaaay

I don't know what the big deal is--in fact, you may be saying now, "There's a big deal?" Let's not forget I like blogs where all racially-fueled ideas come to breed, and I've seen some rather RACIIIIIST responses and I've seen laughter on both sides. So yeah, that's the big deal. Poor Whitey :P

Welcome to Minority World, enjoy the riiiiide.

Behold the fruits of the white man's burden, I guess. "The White Man's Burden" by Rudyard Kipling, remember that? It was that one poem that was probably tucked away in your middle school history book and you thought to yourself, "Wait, I thought Kipling was Indian or something, this doesn't make sense."

Well, that's what I thought anyway. And even knowing more about Kipling it's still kinda "Reeeeally?" I remember seeing it next to an old soap ad ("The first step to lightening the white man's burden..." I remember it vividly) in my middle school social studies text, and I couldn't give a name to it back then but now I see there's such a...wonderful sense of irony to the poem. Kind of. Considering how dead serious he was. Knowing what we knew about 50 years after the damn thing was written, and especially now. I think of it when I remember Whitey and his population crisis. (I also thought of it when I first heard of the US trying to "spread" their democracy to...wherever.) I also think of "War Is Kind" by Stephen Crane but I can't even imagine why.

Take up the White Man's burden--
Send forth the best ye breed--
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness,
On fluttered folk and wild--
Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
Half-devil and half-child.

Take up the White Man's burden--
In patience to abide,
To veil the threat of terror
And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
An hundred times made plain
To seek another's profit,
And work another's gain.

Take up the White Man's burden--
The savage wars of peace--
Fill full the mouth of Famine
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch sloth and heathen Folly
Bring all your hopes to nought.

Take up the White Man's burden--
No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper--
The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Go mark them with your living,
And mark them with your dead.

Take up the White Man's burden--
And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard--
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah, slowly!) toward the light:--
"Why brought he us from bondage,
Our loved Egyptian night?"

Take up the White Man's burden--
Ye dare not stoop to less--
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloke your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent, sullen peoples
Shall weigh your gods and you.

Take up the White Man's burden--
Have done with childish days--
The lightly proferred laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years
Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgment of your peers!

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