According to some African Americans, they lose either way

So Barack Obama is going to be nominated (officially) as the Democratic candidate for the US Presidency this week. A historic moment, one might say. But not everyone is happy. Some folks think that his candidacy (and possible win) will actually make it harder to advance anti-racist (i.e. anti-black) policies and programmes.

And of course, if he hadn’t won the nomination or if he doesn’t win the election, it’ll be because too many Americans are racist and therefore more affirmative action-type steps need to be taken to give black Americans a chance.

Racism, discrimination, and the US’ history with it is pretty damned complex and I am far from an expert (wouldn’t it be nice to be an expert in something for once), and since I’m in an ethnic minority for the moment, please allow me to vent: it sounds as though PC affirmative action-types are determined to be victims, no matter what good news there is.

If I was a US citizen I would probably support Barack Obama, since electing someone with a family history of political achievement (Bush) doesn’t seem to have worked out too well in the ‘good governance’ stakes. Obama’s message of hope and change is indeed very inspiring. Equality and anti-discrimination activists should be concentrating on making things fair for every person who is disadvantaged, not making things more fair for people who are perceived to be disadvantaged because they are black.

I think a huge disservice has been done to the cause of equality by affirmative action — making a particular group of people even more different by demanding they be treated differently, better, because they are different? The whole point is to level the playing field, irrespective of race, creed, gender, or (where reasonable) physical ability. Black, Hispanic, or Asian Americans might sometimes rightly think they have been passed over for university entry, a job, a promotion, because they were black, but wouldn’t their peers also be rightly aggrieved if they were prevented from advancing in their professional lives because there was a candidate “of colour” with equal skills and experience and the organisation had a strong affirmative action policy?

No equality doctrine is going to be perfect, but I think after all this time with a strong civil rights movement, there needs to be a shift in thinking. Policies need to be aimed at children who come from disadvantaged backgrounds, say those whose parent(s) can’t afford to nurture them because they have to work so they can eat, or whose parent(s) are deliberately neglectful (for whatever reason), or they have a physical disability, and so on. Give them as good a chance as possible to be educated well, and once they finish their education (secondary, tertiary, or vocational), it becomes up to them to make the choices to succeed or fail.

If they are raised and educated in a truly fair environment (let’s leave bad parents out of the equation for the moment), discrimination based on uncontrollable factors would definitely be minimised within a few generations, and those who have the drive and ambition to do well will have had every chance, and society will be less distorted.

(But face it, there will always be shitey people around, so bigotry will never be totally eradicated.)

They missed the greatest tattoos of all time

… my Preacher portraits, of course: Geek Ink: Comics Fans Show Off Tattoos.

It’s just like being back at Uni

I’m a firestarter, twisted not-middle-aged-but-certainly-no-spring-chicken firestarter who doesn’t mind spending £27.50 to see a definitely middle-aged dance music outfit!

Prodigy tour poster

w00t! Maybe this time I won’t get hit on the head with a bottle of water and have to leave the pit. I probably won’t be in the pit anyway, I’m too creaky to compete with teenage ravers.

Flooding in Lanarkshire

We live on fairly high ground so we haven’t had any flooding, although the rain has been un-freaking-believable!

Life is so unfair

Chad Allen is GAY?!

This is what happens when you stop reading celebrity gossip for years — you discover that your childhood crush for a blond all-American will forever, forever and ever be unrequited.

*sniff*

The Genius of Charles Darwin

I watched the last (I think) episode of The Genius of Charles Darwin last night. I thought it was really good, even though I have my reservations about Richard Dawkins — I find his atheism a wee bit too strident. However (or ‘but’), what was most terrifying about that documentary was the absolute refusal by creationists to accept that the science of evolution is rigorously tested as a scientific theory, and the Bible is a book of stories and parables* (that British chemistry teacher who is convinced that our planet is 6,000 years old was the best example). Apples and oranges, in other words.

Why evolution is considered bleak and depressing is also beyond me; I think the adaptations living creatures make to survive and thrive are absolutely astonishing, mind-bogglingly cool, amazing. Whether or not there is an equilibrium of sorts in nature that causes creatures to evolve, and therefore ending at the same point, this is still evolution. We obviously don’t understand everything about the world around us, and it’s very exciting, don’t you think, to explore all these possibilities**?

* Practically everyone who reads this must know by now that I went to a strict convent school for 11 years and did the Sunday school and catechism thing for a really long time, too. Religion and science always occupied discrete areas in my thinking and understanding of the world (although at one time I did hypothesise that the Bible was a very broad interpretation of human history). I couldn’t articulate it then, but I think I always knew that religion was allegory and science was education. I don’t think I’m an atheist, because I’m more concerned with the here and now (i.e. our society and our place in the physical world), I’m not that bothered if there is a god or not.

** At a historical and scientific level, not unsubstantiated claims in a book.

“It’s your day, but —”

It is now less than a fortnight till the wedding (holy fuck).

People keep telling us it’s our day, but they keep expecting our day to be like everyone else’s ‘day’. *sigh* Listen up! There will be no:

  • wedding party
  • fancy car hire
  • something old or new or borrowed (but there will be something blue because it’s still my favourite colour and Neil’s already seen it, before you ask)
  • hair and makeup person or people
  • ‘bridal dress’, as my mother calls it
  • tiaras
  • flowers of any description, not on my arm, not on a table (so there won’t be any bouquet-throwing either)
  • walking down any aisle
  • page boys or flower girls or bridesmaids
  • paid photographers
  • tea ceremony
  • shark’s fin soup
  • karaoke during dinner (just in case you thought I was Taiwanese or Vietnamese)
  • wedding cake (just good desserts)
  • wedding favours
  • band or mobile disco
  • first dances
  • evening receptions or buffets

Sadly — for me — there also will be no:

  • Elvis impersonators
  • Mr. Porky

Our ‘Singaporean’ ping-pongers

You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. Send your congratulations to our table-tennis team! — the team that is made up entirely of China-born and -raised women, who have since been naturalised in Singapore for their ping pong prowess? So basically it was a China one-two. Why the fuck should there be any patriotic pride over this?

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