A terse reflection on hate-bombing the wrong targets
All of this misspent energy isn't just "mere" grifting and ugliness; it represents an incredible loss of human potential
Anyone who has watched the video of allegedly racist behavior by police at Monday’s Boston Marathon, and is not under the care of a neurologist, is presumably convinced that Alison Desir’s accusations of targeted harassment are unfounded. Of course, anyone familiar with Desir is aware she’s constantly attacking white people and looking for problems where none exist, because her dismal and perverse livelihood depends on it.
I do not automatically argue against allegations of racist behavior even when these are made by unreliable actors or transmitted blindly by idiots who haven’t examined the evidence, if any, for the allegations. I watched the video. And I would like to think that people who watched it expecting the worst were actually relieved by what they saw.
Isn’t it better to learn that people aren’t as evil as you propose? Don’t these kinds of errors in judgment lead to pleasing outcomes overall?
Not anymore. Running’s loudest voices absolutely thrive on manufactured conflict. They would rather believe they are victims than contemplate the idea that all are welcomed into the running community—inasmuch as that term retains meaning—by default unless and until they cause problems. And in a grandly perverse touch, these misery-merchants ignore actual, demonstrable examples of the very ills they purport to abhor, one example being the celebration, by supposedly abuse-weary female pundits, of American sprinters being coached by some of the most established male dirtbags in track and field history. And most of these gadabouts no longer even jog if they ever did any consistent running at all.
Running is not alone in this malady, of course; the disease of false social justice—authoritarian and purposefully destructive nonsense thinly disguised as progress for the underclass, often called Wokism—has pervaded absolutely every aspect of everyday life.
Over the past three-plus years, prominent figures in running have had the opportunity to condemn obvious problems in the sport. One was the appearance of male transgender-identifying or “DSD” persons appearing on female sports teams in in female events. Not one active athlete I know of has spoken out against any of this, despite everyone knowing all along how stupid it is. The same “journalists” who push the inclusion of males in female-only sectors are the most eager to interview the professional women runners affected and crow about it. It’s absurd to the point of being a howling obscenity, which makes it a little funny too.
These figures have also had the opportunity to condemn doping. As I have repeatedly stressed, I understand that covering running, or any sport, means to some extent absorbing the fact that virtually everyone at the top is cheating (and a few readers are going to penalize me for the mild qualifier in this sentence). But this doesn’t grant anyone license to agree with doping sanctions against some athletes and not others, unless they want to look like absolute fuckups. Almost everyone in the American running media looks like an absolute fuckup, although certainly not for reasons limited to their treatment of the Shelby Houlihan suspension.
And I also appreciate that contradicting the nihilistic trans narrative, or the equally obliterative BLM storylines, is difficult given that defenders of those corrupt ideas are viciously immoral and often mentally ill. They dodge everyone they can’t cancel and act like middle-schoolers. They suck as humans and will never elicit an iota of sympathy from me. But this does not mean that it necessary for prominent figures to go out of their way to co-sign obviously damaging and invented episodes of misconduct, as Kara Goucher—a kind person uniquely positioned to spread whole stadiums’ worth of positive, helpful messages—did after Desir’s most recent social-media spasm.
What I see now is people passing on opportunities to take stands they know are morally justified, even unimpeachable, and instead amplifying the butthurt-driving grifting of astronomically bad people. And running is only a sliver of what I pay attention to on most days.
I have been asked, and this is close to a direct quote, “If you hate yourself people so much, I’m surprised you care about the threat of global war, and the possibility of damage from shots you never got. Why care about excess deaths and fertility problems from the shots when you don’t like people anyway? The fewer faces around, the better.”
Would that my attitude were so simple. What I see is an amazing loss of human potential in everything that’s happening today. Forget the fact that "all “news” now comes straight from the bowels of Washington’s worst actors; creativity itself is being squashed not just through in-the-moment censorship but through the editing of the existing works of dead authors with no say in the demolition of their literature.
I didn’t include the images I posted yesterday to join in a race war. I do wish people would focus on the more urgent problems buried in the issues they continually frame as central to the functioning of a properly cohesive society. Desir is a pathological horror show whose gaslighting and nonstop anti-white bellowing can only be helping lead to violence like this, since Desir has a lot of company, most of it from low-mate-value middle-aged white women who are far dumber than their degrees or contacts lists suggest.
Meanwhile, the patron saint within running of the trans/”nonbinary” movement is a dimwitted butch lesbian whose chief sponsor peddles expensive yoga pants to irritating MILFic breeders in cities like Boulder. Hooray for equality, and another strike against hate!
With everyone so eager to blame someone for something gone wrong, it is absolutely astonishing that people widely refuse to take aim at the proper targets, all of whom either work in government or pull its strings. I’ll get to that in an upcoming post about the material in the documents Pfizer aimed to conceal for 75 years (you should watch the video here in advance).
Obvious deeply flawed humans excepted, I don't allow myself to hate and root against people. For one thing, no one asked for this experience, and for another, and more to the point, that attitude reflects the kind of thinking the powers that be have. Anything noisy or imperfect or lesser—shut it up, truncate it, piss on its comprehension of its own misery and shame. Track its every move and extract healthcare dollars from it while it’s alive. Et cetera.
If only everyone could reorient their thinking just a little bit away from facile incentives and toward humanistic ones. Unfortunately—no, it’s truly agony sometimes—I don’t think I’ll live to see that experiment play out no matter how long I linger. This monkey is just too compliant and the systems controlling it are too relentless and devious.