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CONTENTS
Chapter 1: Going Back to College
When two people decide to get a divorce, it isnt that they dont understand one another, but a sign that they have, at last, begun to.
Helen Rowland
Although the White male receives very little respect in todays political climate, there was a time when the reverse was true. After centuries of medieval kings, popes, and serfs, a handful of European intellectuals found themselves on the cusp of overturning an entire global order. The sixteenth-century Protestant reformers rejected the mystical powers of the pope; logic would thus followthe king was nothing more than a mere mortal as well. And if the pope and the king had no direct link to God, then reason would suggest there was no intermediary between man and his almighty Creator.
Envision this new way of thinking colliding with a distant land, free from the medieval baggage associated with Europe and Asia. The ultimate plan was dependent on White, American males with property to resist voting for politicians who were corrupt, inept, or both. From this democratic foundation, a newly-discovered land would attract risk-averse human beings from every continent on the planetand those millions of human beings were liberated from the shackles of tyrants, monarchs, and warlords.
These circumstances explain how the US became an exceptional country. Today, however, there is no longer glory in the American founding. The United States is drowning in guilt, division, and apathy. To the progressive elites, the US is merely a sham that left out slaves, women, and natives. Forget the fact that taking arbitrary power away from a monarch was one of the biggest gambles in human history. In todays cancel culture the Founding Fathers were simply privileged scoundrels whose monuments and namesakes should be removed and destroyed. The United States has become the once-beautiful supermodel who can only see ugliness and imperfection when she peers into a mirror.
All of us can feel the division and dysfunction, but we dont know where to begin the conversation. When the US experienced divorce in the 1860s, most Americans understood what the breakup was ultimately about. Today, things are not quite as simple. Were not listening to Stephen Douglas and Abraham Lincoln lay out dueling platforms with moral and intellectual clarity. In todays fascist environment, careers are lost and reputations are destroyed overnight simply for saying the wrong thing to the wrong person. And anyone who dares to challenge the conventional wisdom of the elites is deemed to be an unenlightened lightweight, or even a personal threat, to those select groups who meet todays politically correct criteria of being disadvantaged. In a world with big problems and complex challenges, we are often left with these types of academic questions at many of our prized American universities:
Should disadvantaged college students be afforded safe zones to feel more comfortable in their well-being?
Should human beings even continue using words like man and woman? Or should gender identity be a fluid and individual choice?
Do White people understand that their consciousness is flawed because of privilege?
The United States of America has come full circle as a civilization. The country that was first to walk away from authoritarian rule is, today, powerless to confront the progressive tyranny found in its own back yard.
I grew up in a lower/middle-income neighborhood. My politics were first influenced by my grandfathers love of Franklin Roosevelt and John F. Kennedy. On Sunday mornings, we would listen to FDRs fireside chats on those old LP albums. I still find emotion in the charisma and confidence both presidents displayed during some very difficult times in America. After graduating from high school, I went off to college. Thirty-seven years later, I can still remember the first spoken words from an early morning philosophy class. After strolling into class late, the professor carefully scanned the room and declared, Boy, its colder than a nuns cunt outside!
Later in that same class, he proclaimed:
All of you are being held in intellectual shackles. Your parents may be nice people, but they are simply pawnstending to their lawns, obeying their bosses, and raising their flags on patriotic holidays. You, on the other hand, are going to have an opportunity your parents never had; youre going to find liberation from the hypocrisy and illusion of what America really stands for.
We all have that moment in life when we first contemplate our parents are not perfect. I still remember going home from college after that first day and looking down on my mom and dad. I felt sorry for them and their simple ways.
Several years later, I quit college to take over a failing family business. I was no longer in the theoretical environment of a classroom and soon began to realize my parents werent the simpletons the philosophy instructor had first led me to believe. I was working on construction crews and quickly got a taste of life outside the classroom. Whether one lives near a city such as Oakland, Baltimore, or Chicago, most of us have become immune to a local news cycle almost certain to begin with an overnight smash-and-grab, abduction, or homicide. Unfortunately, I saw the harsh reality of inner-city life on the first day of the job. While riding up an elevator in a public housing complex, I stood side-by-side as the elevator attendant and a building occupant got into a knife fight.
And the fun didnt end in the elevator. In the suburbs where I grew up, random women would never proposition me into their apartments for sex. In that HUD facility, however, every day would feature the same morning routine. As I walked through the halls with other crew members, women would stand in front of their doorways, asking the younger guys to come inside for a quickie. Many of these women had no qualms with their openness, while four or five children stood behind them in the doorway. Before college, I had never seen a house on fire. In the low-rent districts, however, it wasnt uncommon to see one or two houses burning every week. And to this day, if youre not careful picking the right gas station beyond the heavily policed areas, there is a reasonable chance you will become the next statistic from a violent carjacking.
After spending a decade going through the normal ebb and flow associated with growing a business, I decided to return to the university to finish what I couldnt complete in the 1980s. I spent the next twenty-five years as an adult listening to the same drumbeat I first heard out of high school. I began college when Ronald Reagan was president and graduated when Barack Obama was two years into his presidency. In what could best be explained as a Rodney Dangerfield, Back to School experience, it was fascinating to begin a day downtown and then finish the evening in an academic setting with progressive intellectuals . To the professors, of course, every urban problem was cleverly displaced back to White privilege, income inequality, and racism. Forget the fact I rarely saw fathers in any of those housing complexes. And forget the reality that many urban areas in the US look like a Mad Max setting of dilapidated housing, abandoned automobiles, and random dump sites. Those anecdotal observations simply had little relevance to any classroom discussion that didnt begin with racism and end with privilege .
