by Utter Contempt
Reflecting on what he characterized as the "sadistic zeal" of British police in Mandatory Palestine, Menachem Begin once remarked that the same could be said of Israeli police, and that, "Police everywhere have much in common."
But this is not exactly true in America. Because America, by definition, can never be morally at peace with itself, its police can never have the courage of their stupidity.
Aristotle said that leisure is necessary to cultivate virtue. So when your job is your whole identity, and occupies literally all of your waking hours, you're going to be dumbed-down. American workforce culture is communism on steroids. Just take it from TED, the Comintern of Clown World.
At this sinister crossroads of Taylorism, behaviorism, and inquisitorial progressivism, every problem is everyone's problem, every lecture a datapoint in a vast, longitudinal study of precisely how best to extend the domination of universal hive-reason over every kind of idiosyncratic feeling, thought, and experience.
One day, racial guilt complexes may appear as crude as electro-shock therapy, for "over the rainbow" is a place where only the common weal may enter our considerations at all.
Meanwhile, where dogmatic equalism guides the law, not only will armed female police officers exist (something preposterous in itself), but they will tempt their male co-workers, and seek relief from the inhuman regimen of data-driven work ethic and neurotic "justice" in the only way so many of us are nowadays wont to do: through the deployment of smartphones for pornographic amusement.
Accordingly, the one detail of this case that seems to have received more media emphasis than any other is the fact that Guyger was sexting a colleague just moments before she shot Botham Jean.
Of course, this is taken as a commentary on the moral turpitude of the defendant, but what it really suggests is that she never should have been a cop. No female should. She should've been a nurse, a teacher, a hairdresser, or a homemaker. A bookkeeper, perhaps, or a real estate agent, but not armed security.
And of course, our culture's disrespect of basic biological differences precipitates the total interchangeability of our lives and surroundings, which the Guyger case also illustrates in that just prior to fatally shooting Botham Jean, Ms. Guyger traipsed into his apartment, mistaking it for her own. The defense was able to bring in numerous witnesses from the same apartment complex to testify that they, too, occasionally make the same mistake.
But there is one human distinction this system is unable to blend away. Murder requires mens rea, and the inference that Amber Guyger deliberately murdered anyone is stretching things pretty thin. Or is it? For according to our culture, a white-on-black slaying can never be devoid of evil intent. Compound such a killing with the skittish naiveté of white womanhood, and with a false morality so thoroughgoing it can never brook empathy or forgiveness, and the utter (and painfully obvious) lack of mens rea becomes mens rea itself.
Tried before a black judge, by a diverse jury, in a post-Trayvon, majority-minority megalopolis, Amber Guyger was never really indicted just for murder per se---the silent count was always bias, i.e., thoughtcrime. Well, I don't usually sympathize with cops, but if a cop can be convicted of thoughtcrime, so can you or I.
One can hardly blame blacks for disdaining this lampoon (which often enough gives them the short end of the stick) and for using it when they can to avenge themselves on their "highers and betters" or not-so-betters. And there is no question that Botham Jean was an innocent victim. But so is Amber Guyger -- an innocent victim of bourgeois-egalitarianism's body of lies that places women in police uniforms, transposits whole populations into alien lands (Jean was a Caribbean immigrant), supplants family with career, interns human beings in depressing apartment blocks where they can't even physically recognize their own apartments, much less their neighbors; puts hypnotic devices in the hands of overworked people expected to perform with mechanistic flawlessness in meaningless, alienating jobs; and exorcises its latent impulse to human sacrifice as ritual shaming.
Amber Guyger is the safety valve of the week. Both libertarian and left-woke social media are awash in puritanical schadenfreude at her murder conviction:
And of course, no one is up in arms over the fact that the swarthy male co-worker who'd been sending Guyger salacious texts right up to moment of the killing will be keeping his job. To fire him would be racist. And of course, who she is makes her all the more expendable, our physiognomy having far more to do with who we are than official America can ever afford to realize.
The bottom line is that hatred of white women is 100% about their desirability. That Guyger was convicted not of manslaughter or negligent homicide, but of murder, is a percolation of our culture's thinly-repressed, increasingly ridiculous and terminal disdain for what it is to be human.
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But this is not exactly true in America. Because America, by definition, can never be morally at peace with itself, its police can never have the courage of their stupidity.
Aristotle said that leisure is necessary to cultivate virtue. So when your job is your whole identity, and occupies literally all of your waking hours, you're going to be dumbed-down. American workforce culture is communism on steroids. Just take it from TED, the Comintern of Clown World.
At this sinister crossroads of Taylorism, behaviorism, and inquisitorial progressivism, every problem is everyone's problem, every lecture a datapoint in a vast, longitudinal study of precisely how best to extend the domination of universal hive-reason over every kind of idiosyncratic feeling, thought, and experience.
One day, racial guilt complexes may appear as crude as electro-shock therapy, for "over the rainbow" is a place where only the common weal may enter our considerations at all.
Meanwhile, where dogmatic equalism guides the law, not only will armed female police officers exist (something preposterous in itself), but they will tempt their male co-workers, and seek relief from the inhuman regimen of data-driven work ethic and neurotic "justice" in the only way so many of us are nowadays wont to do: through the deployment of smartphones for pornographic amusement.
Accordingly, the one detail of this case that seems to have received more media emphasis than any other is the fact that Guyger was sexting a colleague just moments before she shot Botham Jean.
Of course, this is taken as a commentary on the moral turpitude of the defendant, but what it really suggests is that she never should have been a cop. No female should. She should've been a nurse, a teacher, a hairdresser, or a homemaker. A bookkeeper, perhaps, or a real estate agent, but not armed security.
And of course, our culture's disrespect of basic biological differences precipitates the total interchangeability of our lives and surroundings, which the Guyger case also illustrates in that just prior to fatally shooting Botham Jean, Ms. Guyger traipsed into his apartment, mistaking it for her own. The defense was able to bring in numerous witnesses from the same apartment complex to testify that they, too, occasionally make the same mistake.
But there is one human distinction this system is unable to blend away. Murder requires mens rea, and the inference that Amber Guyger deliberately murdered anyone is stretching things pretty thin. Or is it? For according to our culture, a white-on-black slaying can never be devoid of evil intent. Compound such a killing with the skittish naiveté of white womanhood, and with a false morality so thoroughgoing it can never brook empathy or forgiveness, and the utter (and painfully obvious) lack of mens rea becomes mens rea itself.
Tried before a black judge, by a diverse jury, in a post-Trayvon, majority-minority megalopolis, Amber Guyger was never really indicted just for murder per se---the silent count was always bias, i.e., thoughtcrime. Well, I don't usually sympathize with cops, but if a cop can be convicted of thoughtcrime, so can you or I.
One can hardly blame blacks for disdaining this lampoon (which often enough gives them the short end of the stick) and for using it when they can to avenge themselves on their "highers and betters" or not-so-betters. And there is no question that Botham Jean was an innocent victim. But so is Amber Guyger -- an innocent victim of bourgeois-egalitarianism's body of lies that places women in police uniforms, transposits whole populations into alien lands (Jean was a Caribbean immigrant), supplants family with career, interns human beings in depressing apartment blocks where they can't even physically recognize their own apartments, much less their neighbors; puts hypnotic devices in the hands of overworked people expected to perform with mechanistic flawlessness in meaningless, alienating jobs; and exorcises its latent impulse to human sacrifice as ritual shaming.
Amber Guyger is the safety valve of the week. Both libertarian and left-woke social media are awash in puritanical schadenfreude at her murder conviction:
"Serves her right! Who was she to have a gun and a badge? She was sexting right before she shot that man!"This is the same numb, un-inquisitive lack of tolerance for human imperfection that characterizes democratic policing, and no doubt permeated Guyger's own training, which is why, when she saw a stranger in what she thought was her apartment, the following thought could never have occurred to her that it was she who was mistaken.
And of course, no one is up in arms over the fact that the swarthy male co-worker who'd been sending Guyger salacious texts right up to moment of the killing will be keeping his job. To fire him would be racist. And of course, who she is makes her all the more expendable, our physiognomy having far more to do with who we are than official America can ever afford to realize.
The bottom line is that hatred of white women is 100% about their desirability. That Guyger was convicted not of manslaughter or negligent homicide, but of murder, is a percolation of our culture's thinly-repressed, increasingly ridiculous and terminal disdain for what it is to be human.
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