Don’t get me wrong, I’m a zillion percent behind proper adoption, as long as it’s not a mafia racket in the country of origin, as long as all motives are pure. How about adopting kids like these little “brown” kids in the video above? But, oh no, it’s actually is all about political correctness. Start with 4’30” and watch right to the end. Absolutely beautiful.
Born in 1960 and getting bused for the 44 mile round trip daily to school, I heard what my fellow “white” kids were saying. In the mid-1970s it was all the rage for white families to put on airs of bullying politically correct condescension because, after all, they were entitled to do that because they also just got their own designer cute little black baby to adopt, with that cute little black baby being used to prop up their pride. It wasn’t about the baby. It was about themselves. It was so creepy to hear those kids compare notes about how cool and hip they were as compared to others who hadn’t yet followed their powerful leadership and upstandingness in the community. All about them and only about them, not about the kid.
Again, I’m all for proper adoption for the right reasons if there’s no criminal activity associated with it. And it’s NOT the kid’s fault if s/he’s adopted by racists who are only using them to prop up their own pride. And yes, before I’m attacked, let me say it: I’m sure there were loving families who did up loving adoptions and it was all about the kid and not about those doing the adopting. I know that. I’m just relating what I heard.
Here’s the deal: the entitlement that can use someone like that is the same entitlement to absolutely prop up the behavior no matter what of those cute little black babies as they grow up. It’s the excuse to say that it really is all about the kid. In other words, no guidance, no discipline, no training. That, my friends, is hatred, which goes hand in hand with racism. The kid can do no wrong, and that translates to the family doing the adopting: they can do no wrong either. Everyone is accomplishing the “will to power!”
Rural Minnesota-ites knew nothing of the real agenda of the Democratic party, with its Klan-esque history of racism. All we knew is HHH: Hubert Horatio Humphrey. When I was a tiny little kid, we headed out to the airport in the back field of my house where HHH landed, did some glad-handing, and then took off. My dad arranged for that to happen in our tiny town of 48,000, of which he had been mayor. It was soon after that when everything changed, when lots of Dems became Republicans and the Dems became ultra-filthy anything goes liberals. Minnesota became by far the most liberal state in these USA. By far. And then all the cute little black babies grew up. And then Minnesota voted for Ilhan Omar.
And now, today, those who died September 11, 2001, are mocked. The survivors are mocked. The families are mocked. Americans are mocked. And so many in my home state of Minnesota love all of this anti-American, pro-terrorist behavior. They are entitled to it in their own minds because of being racist in adopting cute little black babies, not for the sake of the babies, but just to prop themselves up as can-do-no-wrong do-gooders.