It’s not just skin color, it’s the poisonous ideology they were steeped in, and which trails them to the new (better) location – whether it’s from Philly to Bel-Air, California to Texas, Somalia to Minnesota… it never seems to occur to them that the mindset causes the problems to follow, like any rotten apple spoiling the whole barrel.
Can we start moving to the Asteroid Belt yet? Please? “The cowards never started, and the weak died along the way.”
Dude,
It’s in our genes. Even if we screen our astronauts extensively for the Ideologists, one day, some where, on a planet far, far away, one will be born.
Get two of them in the same space colony, and it’s all over for the colony.
Nobody minds the first stray dog in your neighborhood. Some kindly soul will feed and water him, and, if he proves to be a decent sort, will be brought into the family, and treated as one of their own. They may brag about their new find, boasting that he’s more like family than family. After a while, no one remembers how he came to be there.
Now, if more strays show up, they may experience the same welcome.
As long as they don’t start coming in large numbers, the community will look up them with a willingness to accept them.
But, when they show up in packs, DEMANDING sustenance, stealing the resources, angrily snapping at the people who try to get them to move along or stop overturning the garbage cans, resistance to their invasion increases.
People begin to call on authorities to handle the problem, and are furious when told the city doesn’t have a problem with the strays. When you suggest that they may spread disease, you are told, with a sneer, you HATE the strays because they aren’t purebreds.
The town goes to pot. Vandalism and street violence becomes common, your housing values plummet, and your kids are threatened when they go outside.
In the 1970’s I lived in Dayton Ohio. The “bad” side of town was old stately brick homes/townhouses which due to their architecture and beauty could easily have been on the cover of various magazines. Beautiful old homes, beautiful streets with trees and decorative iron fences and reeked with history. There was a small barbeque restaurant on one of those streets which served real barbeque. But you really kind of needed to eat and leave before dark because after dark various minor and major crimes just kind of happened. I recently revisited that area. Many of those beautiful old homes have fallen into sad disrepair, a handful have been restored by whites committing gentrification. The restaurant is gone. The area is scary during daylight hours now.
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It’s not just skin color, it’s the poisonous ideology they were steeped in, and which trails them to the new (better) location – whether it’s from Philly to Bel-Air, California to Texas, Somalia to Minnesota… it never seems to occur to them that the mindset causes the problems to follow, like any rotten apple spoiling the whole barrel.
Can we start moving to the Asteroid Belt yet? Please? “The cowards never started, and the weak died along the way.”
Dude,
It’s in our genes. Even if we screen our astronauts extensively for the Ideologists, one day, some where, on a planet far, far away, one will be born.
Get two of them in the same space colony, and it’s all over for the colony.
Nobody minds the first stray dog in your neighborhood. Some kindly soul will feed and water him, and, if he proves to be a decent sort, will be brought into the family, and treated as one of their own. They may brag about their new find, boasting that he’s more like family than family. After a while, no one remembers how he came to be there.
Now, if more strays show up, they may experience the same welcome.
As long as they don’t start coming in large numbers, the community will look up them with a willingness to accept them.
But, when they show up in packs, DEMANDING sustenance, stealing the resources, angrily snapping at the people who try to get them to move along or stop overturning the garbage cans, resistance to their invasion increases.
People begin to call on authorities to handle the problem, and are furious when told the city doesn’t have a problem with the strays. When you suggest that they may spread disease, you are told, with a sneer, you HATE the strays because they aren’t purebreds.
The town goes to pot. Vandalism and street violence becomes common, your housing values plummet, and your kids are threatened when they go outside.
Virtuous Leftists post rainbow-colored signs:
ALL strays are WELCOME.
HATE of strays has NO PLACE here!
Stray Lives MATTER!
Sound familiar?
In the 1970’s I lived in Dayton Ohio. The “bad” side of town was old stately brick homes/townhouses which due to their architecture and beauty could easily have been on the cover of various magazines. Beautiful old homes, beautiful streets with trees and decorative iron fences and reeked with history. There was a small barbeque restaurant on one of those streets which served real barbeque. But you really kind of needed to eat and leave before dark because after dark various minor and major crimes just kind of happened. I recently revisited that area. Many of those beautiful old homes have fallen into sad disrepair, a handful have been restored by whites committing gentrification. The restaurant is gone. The area is scary during daylight hours now.