A good response to that idiotic ABC of Racist Europe kid's book I stumbled across a short while ago and the rest of the nonsense that floods the world today.
This so-called children's book created by radical activist/artist Daniela Ortiz perfectly epitomizes why I find the left so utterly reprehensible. Dressed-up as a criticism of the colonialism and kind of kids' books Europeans used to produce, the book is propagandistic to the core. Nevertheless, the philosophy it espouses is essentially a condensed version of the left's philosophical and ideological views concerning Europe and anything European. Attend most humanities courses at any western university and you will essentially encounter what is contained within the pages of this book fortified with lots of words like "centric, critical, spaces, violence, etc."
Some samples from the book:
From what I have encountered thus far, it seems to me that nearly all leftist /post-modernist thought can essentially be boiled down to the following resentful dictum which, oddly enough, is the main point of this little children's book as well:
White males and the civilization they created are sole source of all the evil and oppression in the world.
Which leads to only one palatable conclusion:
If you want to destroy evil and oppression, you must destroy white males and the civilization they built.
The letter Z captures what the final solution is:
According to Ms. Ortiz, Europeans are irredeemable and their perceived sins are unforgivable; hence, the only place for them is a human zoo. What exactly is a human zoo? A jail? Concentration camp springs to mind. Seems like the world would be heaven if only Europe and Europeans gave up all the stuff they stole and simply ceased to exist.
Now all of this would not bother me too much if it were not divisive and saturated in utter resentment. Of course, if we want a glimpse where this kind of thinking often leads, one need only look at at a few examples taken from the pages of history where a similar line of thinking was applied to different groups who were blamed as the root of all the world's ills:
Take back the humanities. Decentralize the universities. One of the most needful and inspiring ideas I have heard in years. In my novel, I am unapologetically critical of universities to the point that one character refers to them contemptuously as citadels of darkness. Take a look at recent events on campuses in North America and in many other parts of the world and it will not take much to understand that most universities are little more than pathological idealogy factories graduating useful cretins whose only goal in life is to spew resentment and gnaw away incessantly at the foundation of civilization.
Forget all that nonsense. If you are interested in the humanities, stay at home, read the classics, read the Bible, watch You Tube lectures, travel extensively, visit historic places, attend Shakespeare perfomances, go to concerts, visit the library often. Chances are you will learn far more than you would ingesting the bucket of slop most four-year university programs offer.
In the mind of Jordan Peterson, the citadels of darkness have killed the father and are doing their best to keep his body hidden. Your job is to locate the father and revive him, but you cannot do that at university. There is, however, another option on the horizon.
Posted by Sudeshna Thakurta Wednesday, 1 May 2013
The City of Earthly Desire, Francis Berger
Paperback, 546 pages
Published September 26th 2012 by CreateSpace (first published 2012)
1478387882 (ISBN13: 9781478387886)
Art and love are similar. They are such that they instill a strange desire within you and that desire refuses to die down. Reinhardt Drixler is a devoted artist for whom art is a way of living. Settled in Hungary his life falls prey to communism and gradually the communists set out to destroy the only dream he has ever had. He, along with his family flees to America where things fall into place. His young family and him became stable after years of struggle. Over years, Reinhardt made his best efforts to pass on his knowledge of art along with other qualities to his son, Bela. With years, he grows up to become his father’s reflection, only younger. Twenty-five years later, Suzy Kiss comes by. Suzy Kiss is one hell of a gorgeous, alluring woman who made her living out of doing striptease. Bela being madly in love with the woman, her profession holds little importance for him. He accepts her with an open heart, only to be betrayed later for her love was shallow, only concerned with American citizenship. An unaware Bela went on entertaining his thoughts on the relationship, mistaking her lust to be love. Later, Suzy is mysteriously deported, which turns Bela’s world upside down. A heartbroken Bela, now needs to choose between staying back or moving back to where his roots are. He chooses the latter and down the line lays down a completely different climax to the story. In Budapest, he meets different kinds of people who influence his life and mould the story into something new.
The City Of Earthly Desire to be precise is fabulous. There is love, there is lust, there is betrayal and there is a socially and politically changing Hungary. The story necessarily represents two different generations of the same family and the effects of the scenario of the country now and then on people and their lives.
The language is smooth and does not let me put it down even for a second. The plot is very well laid out and as smooth as the language. The emotions are simple, yet complex. There is a certain degree of uniqueness about the book in terms of the blend of the emotions. Berger is a narrator of a different kind. I have spent a lot of time trying to describe how I felt about his narration. Later I realized that describing his writing is like describing the taste of water and I gave up. The book perfectly blends with everyone’s taste no matter how you like your book to be.e to edit.
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