Our Gang, racing the rich kid

Ayn Rand’s archvillain, Ellsworth Toohey, in The Fountainhead, promoted “diversity,”
in Chapter XIV, as one means of acquiring power:  Don’t set out to raze all
—you’ll frighten men. Enshrine mediocrity—and the shrines are
razed.” This is true. If you’re taught, and believe that a thatched hut in Africa is as
much of an achievement as  the Empire State
, then the shrine has been razed.

Diversity means mixing apples and oranges
and forbidding you to choose between them.
Diversity means
equating a Rachmaninoff symphony or a Chopin etude with any instance of “rap”
you care to name. God help you if you disagree. Rap is undiluted hatred, in
performance of shouting obscenities and misogyny in your face, backed up by
mind-nullifying bass. Its purpose is to destroy.
is “a musical form of vocal delivery that incorporates ‘rhyme, rhythmic speech,
and street vernacular’, which is performed or chanted in a variety of ways, usually over a backbeat or musical
accompaniment….Rap differs from spoken-word poetry in that rap is usually
performed in time to an instrumental track. Rap is often associated with, and
is a primary ingredient of hip-hop music, but the origins of the phenomenon
predate hip-hop
culture. The earliest precursor to the modern rap is the West African griot tradition, in
which ‘oral historians’, or ‘praise-singers’, or ‘critique individuals’ would
disseminate oral traditions and genealogies, or use their formidable rhetorical
techniques for gossip or to “praise or critique individuals….”
I beg to differ. It contains no music.  And it is usually performed by someone who
can’t sing, or doesn’t seem to try. After all, melody is verboten. I stress the
term chanted.
Diversity means Western culture is alleged
to be on a par with primitive cultures. The Venus de Milo is the
same as a voodoo doll. To
make a distinction between them is to “confess” your innate “racism, “white
privilege,” and even Nazism. Elevate the subjectivist in art, and raze the
absolute. A subjectivist person is a coward who is afraid to have values, or is
afraid to defend what values he may have if they are attacked.
Diversity means that the artwork of Lawrence Alma-Tadema
is on a par with the non-art of the likes of Jackson Pollack, together with that
of all his ilk’s smears, blobs, blank canvases, and parallel lines of modern
Diversity means that meaningless
means that there are no absolutes, only one’s subjectivist feelings. Feelings replace reality. A subjectivist
will assert with a straight face that, “The Dark Horse Nebula
is just a spilled ink spot, that’s how I see it.” To say that an “artwork” is meaningless
is not an acceptable or recognized critique of a canvas of blobs and smears. To
a doctrinaire subjectivist it is an expletive. A box of randomly chosen junk is
the equal of or superior than the Statue of Liberty. If you are faced with a
jumble of colors, or by a canvas on which are glued swatches of fabrics, and
insist on identifying it as such, you will have violated the modern cardinal
rule of art appreciation to not
identify rubbish is trash. You will have hurt the creator’s feelings, and
invaded his “safe space.”

What is crucial to note is that the
non-objective is always compared to the objective. The non-objective must be
presented as relative to the
objective. By itself, it means nothing. Standing alone, a canvas of blobs and
smears is just that: a canvas of blobs and smears. It must have a standard to be
“relative” to. A slice of toast with holes in it means nothing. It can be
whatever its creator says it is. He can give it an arbitrary name or a number.
He can call a pile of bricks the Venus de Milo or Number Six. So it doesn’t even
need something to be opposite or relative to. It won’t need a reference at all.

Jackson Pollock
once said, “
Painting is
Every good artist paints what he is.” Believe him or
anyone else who makes the assertion. Believe anyone who claims that “his
reality” differs from your reality. The automobile you see might be an orange
pumpkin to the modern artist. What such a person confesses is that he is truly
what he is, and puts on canvas, or welds together from a scrap pile: mad, and a
I noted in my Rule of Reason column last January, “Own
Truths vs. Reality
,”, that a Pollockian subjectivist will claim:
don’t care about facts. We ignore them. It’s racist to cite facts. It’s our feelings that determine what is real
or relevant, not facts. What we feel is the true reality. We have our own truths. Oprah
said so
.” However, as many “non-#Resistance” commentators have observed,
there is no such thing as one’s “own” truth. There is just reality, or facts.
An individual doesn’t own reality, nor is it true if he does assert he that
does. To him, reality is malleable, changeable, clay putty to be turned into
anything he wishes, because he “doubts.” He is the practicing icon of Descartes’
dictum, “I think,
therefore I am
.”  And they don’t care
if they’re called hypocrites. Labels, after all, mean nothing to these doyens.  
At this point in time I would not grant a Pollockian even the dubious
distinction of being a hypocrite. Pollock, from Pablo Picasso and his contemporaries
onward, were basically scam artists; the mainstream critical establishment knew
it and profited from sales of their works. Noël Coward wrote a
comedy in 1958 about the fraud of modern art and the hubristic pretentiousness
of its creators in Nude
with Violin
, in which a famous artist dies and leaves his oeuvre to the world, a collection “bad”
art, all of it done by a variety of off-balanced people, and even a child. It commanded
fabulous sums in art galleries and at prestigious auctions, paid by delusional
Would it profit one to argue with a modern artist? No. I left this
remark on a Gatestone column,
“Every day we hear on television, ‘We need an honest discussion
about race in this country.'” But the “discussion” would not be
a real “discussion.” It would be deliberately steered to a concession
that whites are intrinsically bad, regardless of a white’s sincere but
obsequious bows to the Progressive spiel (or to Islamic dawah). The best “discussion” is to have no
“discussion,” for the dice would always be loaded to force whites to
acknowledge their “guilt,” for slavery, oppression, and wanting to
retain their “privileges” to enslave others, and so on. “Shaming”
reveals in an insightful essay the collectivist phenomenon now propagated by
academics and the MSM.
that same column, Nonie
observed: “Senate Minority Leader Chuck Schumer cited ‘skin color’ in voting against a white federal judge
nominee. He justified the vote as, ‘Having a diversity of views and experience
on the federal bench is necessary for the equal administration of justice.’”  Which brings me to diversity in “entertainment.”

Superior to the Empire State Building?
 The Atlantic on March 15 published a column, Can Inclusion Riders Change Hollywood?
Frances McDormand’s Oscar speech encouraging
diverse hiring in the film industry has sparked a mini-trend.”
is a Hollywood “inclusion rider”?
Sims wrote: It is, “a contract stipulation that requires certain kinds of
diversity in a film’s cast and crew, such as racial and gender balance. It’s
not a foreign concept within Hollywood, but McDormand’s speech has inspired new
efforts to implement inclusion riders in the industry.”
concept of the inclusion rider was introduced in
by Stacy L. Smith, the director of the Annenberg Inclusion Initiative,
which conducts comprehensive studies on representation and diversity. Smith’s
idea was specifically designed to address systemic inequality in Hollywood;
some of her suggestions included balancing out background roles so more female
actors can find work, and demanding that executives and studio heads at least
consider women when hiring directors for their films. According to a sweeping
industry study
, only 31 percent of speaking roles in movies go to women
(and 29 percent to actors of color), and only 4.2 percent of women get to sit
in the director’s chair.
Annenberg writes
under the heading: The Inclusion Rider: Legal language for
ending Hollywood’s epidemic of invisibility:
purpose of the inclusion rider is to counter bias in interviewing/auditioning
and hiring/casting in specific employment positions in the entertainment
industry. The rider is a template and living document, not something to be
cut and pasted into a contract. The details of its implementation are crucial
to its success. The rider is a flexible and adaptable framework that
actors/content creators should consider together with counsel prior to
signing on to their next project. The inclusion rider does not provide for
quotas. It simply stipulates consideration of the deep bench of talented
professionals from historically under-represented groups and strongly
encourages hiring and casting of qualified individuals from under-represented
backgrounds. We believe that this language is a necessary first step to
eradicate inequality experienced for years on screen and behind the camera.
a lifelong watcher of movies, and in the past, of television (which I am
viewing less and less  anymore; today it
seems to be targeted to PC brainwashed knuckleheads), I’ve never kept a check
marked percentile count or have been conscious of a film or TV cast’s makeup in
a production featuring stars and support cast: of men, women, blacks, Hispanics,
gays, Indians, foreign-born of any category, etc. It was never my motive or
purpose to count “group” noses, and I am certainly not going to develop a
social justice warrior conscience and begin counting them now, either.

An early Our Gang: 1920s
is not as new or radical a practice as McDormand professes. I remember the “noses”
now from having watched TV in the 1950s, such as Our Gang, which
was produced from the 1920s for movie
theaters to the 1940s, while episodes of it were later rerun on TV. I can’t count the number of films I
saw that fulfilled McDormand’s demands. They are too numerous to even mention
in passing here. Over a century of films did fine without “inclusion riders,”
and nearly seventy years of TV. I don’t think any studio went out of its way to
meet the demands of ethnic or gender “diversity.” Not having “a proportional”
group presence in any production is unjust, they say, and unfair to women and
other minorities (including the LGBT bunch), and extremely dangerous to our “democracy.”
is all about showing the best “multicultural” face possible, in conformance to
political correctness — or else.