Fifty Shades of Hate

By Kathy Shaidle

Via Taki’s Mag

Congratulations, Taki’s! You made the big time!

And by “big time” I mean, er, a bunch of telephone poles in one Toronto neighborhood.

Right after Trump’s election, this poster was discovered duct-taped around East York:

HEY WHITE PERSON!
Are you tired of political correctness?
Wondering why only white countries have to become “multicultural”?
Figuring out that diversity only means “less white people”?
Sick of being blamed for all the world’s problems?
Tired of being told you’re “racist” for celebrating your heritage?
Disgusted by the garbage on television?
Don’t see a future for yourself and your family?
Questioning when immigration will stop?
Join the Alt-Right

There follows a list of recommended “alt-right” websites, one of which is Takimag.com.

I recognize only a couple of other sites mentioned, not because I’ve ever visited them, but because they get talked about online as notoriously “white nationalist.”

So basically, this is a handbill advertising mostly obscure blogs, beneath questions that tens of millions of folks would categorize as “valid, if a little brusque.”

“Why are we poo-pooing the very notion of increased ‘racism’ when that gives us another thing to blame on Obama?”
Now, because Canada in general and Toronto are peaceful, prosperous, and problem-free, moral-preeners treated the appearance of these posters as the sequel to Kristallnacht—and, more important, an opportunity to parade their own smug superiority across various media outlets for days. “Police are investigating,” we were constantly assured, while residents put up their own super faggoty posters praising “love” and “diversity” and “tolerance” and “immigrants.”

“This is not what Toronto’s all about,” was the oft-repeated phrase, a particularly ironic choice of words considering another bunch of recently seen posters, this time professionally produced and displayed all over public transit. This series of ads warns that Toronto is a hotbed of racial intolerance.

So, the message conveyed to the public by both posters is:

Head’s up! There are lots of angry white people around here!

But of course, only one of these “campaigns” is being investigated as a “hate crime”…

Speaking of public transit, the virtue-signaling volume amplified as the week went on, after a “racially charged” exchange on a Toronto streetcar was caught on someone’s cell phone and uploaded to Twitter:

A white guy (in a hard hat, no less) allegedly asked a nonwhite guy to turn down his music, yelled, “Go back to your fucking country,” then claimed he was being attacked even though no physical altercation was captured on video. “At one point,” said a witness, “I called the [white] guy a racist and he said, ‘Yeah, so what? Go Trump.’”

Now, a lot of conservatives were eager to write off this flurry of “hatred,” including a rash of anti-Semitic graffiti in Toronto and elsewhere, as stunts staged by desperate “progressives” to advance their losing narrative. And yes, tons of “hate crime” hoaxes have been exposed across the U.S. since Hillary’s election loss. Leave it to Canadians to imitate this pathetic Yankee fad, eh?

These conservatives may very well be right that this “hate wave” is simply a series of political soccer dives.

But what if they aren’t?

Before I elaborate, first permit me to shit on another popular postelection talking point:

Even leftist heroes like Michael Moore and Jon Stewart have scolded their comrades for pushing the “Trump voters are all racists” meme. Both men express incredulity that citizens in the roughly 200 counties that voted for Obama twice suddenly turned “racist” this year. Conservatives are expressing “strange new respect” for both men.

But I can’t help thinking:

What if they actually did?

I mean: What if eight years of Obama’s affirmative-action incompetence, arrogance, and antiwhite animus turned some formerly color-blind Americans racist?

We’ve all noticed that black vs. white racial animus has increased dramatically during the reign of the great “healer” Barack. So why can’t we take this observation to its logical conclusion and admit that antiblack feelings must have increased too, and that this was surely reflected in votes for Trump? (Or, more accurately, against Black Lives Matter enabler Hillary Clinton.)

I didn’t say “celebrating.” I said “admitting.”

Why not presume some of these “racists” are guilty until proven innocent, as it were? Why are we poo-pooing the very notion of increased “racism” when that gives us another thing to blame on Obama?

Yes, wisdom demands that we view these “hate crimes” with a skeptical eye. I look at this, for instance, and wonder, “‘Kikes’? Who did this? The Bowery Boys?”

And more important: Trump—to the annoyance of his alt-right fanboys—is spectacularly philo-Semitic. Wouldn’t painting a swastika be an anti-Trump gesture, not a pro-one? (As that Facebook meme puts it: “No, liberals, Trump isn’t gonna persecute gays, Jews and women. It’s not like he converted to Islam.”)

But if our new default position is to greet every “right wing” provocation with cries of “Troll!” and “Hoax!” how are we any better than the bubble-dwelling left, who willfully missed the biggest paradigm shift of the 21st century since 9/11?

And even if many of these outbursts are “just” expressions of mental illness, well, shouldn’t we be concerned about that?

Speaking of taking people at face value, let’s also play along with the hysterical left for the sake of argument:

“Donald Trump is the new Hitler.”

If that’s true, then why, in a metropolis of over 2 million people—who are all “about” tolerance and diversity and fighting fascism, remember?—did only 300 Torontonians make it to an anti-Trump rally last Saturday afternoon?

(At the event’s Facebook page, over 3,000 Nazi-fighters vowed to show up, but hey, it rained…)

And incredibly, given that this is the 416 we’re talking about, the demonstrators were even confronted by a bunch of in-your-face PRO-Trumpers.

Hometown pride is a baffling phenomenon I normally associate with bumpkins, but, hearing that unexpected twist to the story, I can’t help feeling just a smidge of that foreign sensation.

And if you’re reading this because you saw “Takimag.com” on a cheap poster, all I can say is: I’m here every Tuesday.