This post may seem a bit random, because it’s made up of two personal anecdotes, one depressing story about black decline in American, one video, and one political statement. In fact, though, all of these have a single underlying theme that is best played out in a single post — they all have to do with the virtues of self-reliance and a recognition that, in a free country, people can go high but sometimes choose to go low.
Let me start with the two personal anecdotes. because they brought the issue into focus for me. I had dinner with three of my friends, all from different ethnic and religious backgrounds. Despite these differing backgrounds, all three women have a few things in common: They’re ferociously hard workers, they’re well-credentialed, they’re extremely bright, they’re warm and funny, they’re deeply kind, and they are hardcore Hillary/Bernie Democrats. (I say Hillary/Bernie because they like things about both candidates.) They therefore buy into all the Progressive shibboleths: Hillary’s victim feminism, the Black Lives Matters’ victim view of African-Americans, climate change’s insistence that the world is the victim of humans, etc.
The problem for all three is that their children keep forcing reality on them. They’re starting to experience a cognitive dissonance that’s going to become even worse if the Progressive Left maintains its hold over education and media.
Take their sons. All three have lovely sons whom they adore. They know that their sons are not rapists in the making. They also know that the same girls whom the culture encourages to be sexual predators in high school or college will wake up one morning deeply disgusted with themselves and cry “rape” at the last man with whom they slept — who just might be, God forbid, one of their sons. Feminism is looking scary, not empowering, to women who have sons.
These same women also see that their children’s different personalities determine how they do in school. The child who’s a busy bee and a hard worker is going to get better grades and have better opportunities than his sibling, who is a grasshopper, just playing around all the time, without regard to grades and future prospects. The correlation between effort and outcome is so obvious that it’s very hard for them to believe that the sole problem with blacks in America is systemic discrimination or poverty. Likewise, they’ve figured out that boys may need more attention in school, not because teachers are sexists who ignore girl students, but because boys mature more slowly and struggle more in class.
Understanding these differences, they’re slowly starting to figure out that poverty doesn’t just mean that affluent Americans have too much, leaving too little for others. They realize that life choices make a difference — and that at all stages in our lives we can make decisions that will effect changes on our situation. The older one gets, the fewer options one has, but one has to be pretty old before all the doors are shut.