[b] Note, this is part of an article that was stated in the Daily Mail UK. It deals with a series of books dealing with a charatior called Flashman, a boorish, racially insensitive anti-hero...but it is much more than this. Certian Quotes will be shown followed by my words towards the end.[/b]
[i]Through the Seventies and Eighties I led him on his disgraceful way, toadying, lying, cheating, running away, treating women as chattels, abusing inferiors of all colours, with only one redeeming virtue - the unsparing honesty with which he admitted to his faults, and even gloried in them.
And no one minded, or if they did, they didn't tell me. In all the many thousands of readers' letters I received, not one objected.
In the Nineties, a change began to take place. Reviewers and interviewers started describing Flashman (and me) as politically incorrect, which we are, though by no means in the same way. [/i]
[i]But what I notice with amusement is that many commentators now draw attention to Flashy's (and my) political incorrectness in order to make a point of distancing themselves from it.
It's not that they dislike the books. But where once the non-PC thing could pass unremarked, they now feel they must warn readers that some may find Flashman offensive, and that his views are certainly not those of the interviewer or reviewer, God forbid.
I find the disclaimers alarming. They are almost a knee-jerk reaction and often rather a nervous one, as if the writer were saying: "Look, I'm not a racist or sexist. I hold the right views and I'm in line with modern enlightened thought, honestly." [/i]
[i]I first came across this in the United States, where the cancer has gone much deeper. As a screenwriter [at which Fraser was almost as successful as he was with the 12 Flashman novels; his best-known work was scripting the Three Musketeers films] I once put forward a script for a film called The Lone Ranger, in which I used a piece of Western history which had never been shown on screen and was as spectacular as it was shocking - and true.
The whisky traders of the American plains used to build little stockades, from which they passed out their ghastly rot-gut liquor through a small hatch to the Indians, who paid by shoving furs back though the hatch.
The result was that frenzied, drunken Indians who had run out of furs were besieging the stockade, while the traders sat snug inside and did not emerge until the Indians had either gone away or passed out.
Political correctness stormed onto the scene, red in tooth and claw. The word came down from on high that the scene would offend "Native Americans".
Their ancestors may have got pieeyed on moonshine but they didn't want to know it, and it must not be shown on screen. Damn history. Let's pretend it didn't happen because we don't like the look of it.
I think little of people who will deny their history because it doesn't present the picture they would like. [/i]
[i]PC also demands that "stress", which used to be coped with by less sensitive generations, should now be compensated by huge cash payments lavished on griping incompetents who can't do their jobs, and on policemen and firemen "traumatised" by the normal hazards of work which their predecessors took for granted.
Furthermore, it makes grieving part of the national culture, as it was on such a nauseating scale when large areas were carpeted in rotting vegetation in "mourning" for the Princess of Wales; and it insists that anyone suffering ordinary hardship should be regarded as a "victim" - and, of course, be paid for it.
That PC should have become acceptable in Britain is a glaring symptom of the country's decline.
No generation has seen their country so altered, so turned upside down, as children like me born in the 20 years between the two world wars. In our adult lives Britain's entire national spirit, its philosophy, values and standards, have changed beyond belief. [/i]
[i]We are yesterday's people, the over-the-hill gang. (Yes, the old people - not the senior citizens or the time-challenged, but the old people.) Those of ultra-liberal views may take consolation from this - that my kind won't be around much longer, and then they can get on with wrecking civilisation in peace.
But they should beware. There may well be more who think like me than the liberal Left establishment likes to think. When my views were first published in book form in 2002, I was not surprised that almost all the reviewers were unfavourable. I had expected that my old-fashioned views would get a fairly hostile reception, but the bitterness did astonish me.
I had not realised how offensive the plain truth can be to the politically correct, how enraged they can be by its mere expression, and how deeply they detest the values and standards respected 50 years ago and which dinosaurs like me still believe in, God help us. [/i]
[b] The rest of the commentary is here: http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/news.html?in_article_id=506219&in_page_id=1770&in_page_id=1770&expand=true#StartComments [/b]
When you live twenty-five years of life, first being told the "truth" of the world for the first 15 and then being told the reality of the matter in the last 10, You do become very confused.
But there is one thing you have got to wonder. How long before you are able to control a thought, then by that thought control the actions.
There is something "dark" about a very boorish, race insenstive, seductor of women that people crave. At one time, it was just "business as usual" but today is a taboo subject.
Can it be, that all the work and all the trials of the great men of the past who did try to bring equality (in diffrent forms) have failed to do this because of meddling by goverments, peoples, metanioa of words, phrases etc?
Or is this Old Boor, and those real people he represented, the last great indivisuals of our age?
There is a new form of Racism, and its so god damn covert you dont know it. It effects everyone and does not stop to hurt and destroy.
It has made the NBA a one star sport.
Cars, made by talented whites and blacks not to be sold.
It has made sex a political hot potato
and animation a tool for the corprations.
Its not even instustional racism. It is called in my eyes, Psychological Racism.
This man as you see in the painting is a Psychopath. He has all he ever needs, but its never enough. It effects all races, no matter what its called.
When you control a persons words, you do control his/her world. When the person cannot say, I dont like "this" person for "this" reason, does that mean that person isnt good? Does that mean this person is misinformed? Does it even mean that this persons opinion isnt even factual, accurate, or shows a point of view that is honest?
This should have been a new age, but the same old game gets played. We are not Psychologically ready as human beings to even think about a "PC" world view. We werent even ready for the Internet as is, and take a look at the problems (among the few successes) it has made.
We cant even really grow up when we still use childish and almost brain dead racially movided attudes to defend PC ideals and many other things NON PC. Does your history make YOU? Or do you make HISTORY? The sadness in the Black Community has nothing to do with the talking heads in it, but the refusal to join forces with those they distrust in order to rid the nation of the advsarial forces willing to destroy everything that makes you, unique.
No woman no matter what color should say in order to be down with us, you have to be this, and this, and this. Since when did you become God? Just because you can hold a human being in a womb for 9 months doesnt make you a female worthy of adoraction and respect. Men all understand what you go through, but walking all over us just to get to a dream doesnt make you any better than a lady of the night...
At one time, i wanted to do a Great Women of the world, something for the women in shadowness to see that you dont have to be such and such to become a human being.
And at the same time too, i want to show great men because a lot of the guys here in shadowness have been lost into how non Psychopathic men (which alot of our heroes in the past were) became successful.
I still want to do these things.
But realise that when i do these things, im not going to white wash (oops should I have said that LOL) there words just because one is offended.
Im 25 years old man, I had to deal with a father that had called me a loser, baboon, monkey, usless, and all the rest every day of my life. A weaker man would have died by now, but im not dead. In fact because of my fathers hypcrocisy in what he believes in, I am a conservative, who believes that Americas best days are yet ahead, that we have never been a capitalist society/meritcrocy, not even ONCE (Rynd and Paul fit the pieces of the puzzle together) and once we do the world will finally be fair, if it can never be equal.
Im not afraid of some white dude calling me a nigger, im not afraid of some black girl telling me im a uncle tom, im not afraid of any thing anybody has to say to me.
But what I am afraid of, is losing my right to speak. The road started in school with all of us, being told what "really" happend, instead of finding it out for ourselfs. It ends with billions of unmarked graves, and the rements of a dead world.