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Michelle Wu


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Boston’s Slant-Eyed Mayor Refuses to Apologize for Hosting a No-Whites-Allowed Christmas Party


When the unlovely little twig of a woman named Michelle Wu was first elected as Boston’s first non-white, non-male mayor two years ago, people were griping that she wasn’t black. But the night she was elected, she strode defiantly toward the microphone to tell Beantown residents that she welcomed them all with her skinny yellow arms:


We are ready to become a Boston for everyone. We’re ready to become a Boston that doesn’t push people out, but welcomes all who call our city home.


Boston’s City Council currently has six people of color and seven people without color, and a minor scandal brewed last week when it emerged that the white members had been pushed out of an invitation to a Christmas shindig.


Last Tuesday, Wu’s black-and-braided aide Denise DosSantos had mistakenly e-mailed the following to all 13 members of City Council, even the white ones:


Subject: Elected of Color Holiday Party Tomorrow


Honorable Members:


On Behalf of Mayor Michelle Wu, I cordially invite you and a guest to the Electeds [sic] of Color Holiday Party on Wednesday, December 13 at 5:30pm at the Parkman House, 33 Beacon Street.


Please let me know if you plan to attend and if you have any dietary restrictions.


Best,


Denise DosSantos (She/Her/Hers)


Director — City Council Relations


Fifteen minutes later, DosSantos followed up with a “whoops-a-daisy, my-bad” e-mail:


I wanted to apologize for my previous email regarding a Holiday Party for tomorrow. I did send that to everyone by accident, and I apologize if my email may have offended or came across as so. Sorry for any confusion this may have caused.


You may notice that DosSantos did not apologize for the fact that Boston’s mayor was hosting a “No Whites Welcome Here” party — only the fact that she mistakenly CC’d the invitation to the uninvited whites.


Of Boston’s seven white City Council members, the only one to pipe up — and mildly, at that — was Frank Baker, who’s at the end of his term and ready to step down:


I find it unfortunate that with the temperature the way it is, that we would further division. . . . I don’t really get offended too easily. To offend me, you’re going to have to do much more than not invite me to a party.


Frankly, Frank, I’m offended that you’re not offended.


Wu’s non-white allies were quick to rush to her defense. Black city councilor Brian Worrell said:


We make space and spaces for all kinds of specific groups in the city and city government. This is no different, and the Elected Officials of Color has been around for more than a decade. As she said in her follow-up email, she meant no ill will.


ALL kinds of specific groups? Can you please send me the mailing address for Boston’s Elected Officials Without Color? I’d like to send them a Christmas card.


In an e-mail she sent to DosSantos and Wu, councilor Tania Fernandes Anderson, who is black and wears a hijab, wrote:


Your email should not offend anyone and there is absolutely no confusion. . . . [There is] no need for apologies at all. . . . Just like there are groups that meet based on shared interests or cultural backgrounds, it’s completely natural for elected officials of color to gather for a holiday celebration. . . . Many groups celebrate and come together in various ways, and it’s not about excluding anyone. Instead, it’s about creating spaces for like-minded individuals to connect and support each other.


It’s not about excluding anyone — except for the whites. They were accidentally included, but a follow-up e-mail confirmed that they were excluded. No confusion, no apologies, no exclusion except for the obvious one. Got it.


On Wednesday, a few hours before the “Stay Out of Here, White People” party commenced, Wu stood outside the Parkman House and told reporters to calm the hell down and that it was only an e-mail mistakenly sent to the wrong people, which is something everyone can relate to:


I’ve been a part of a group that gathers, representing elected officials of color across all different levels of government in Massachusetts. . . . A group that has been in place for more than a decade, and the opportunity to create a space for people to celebrate and rotate who hosts. . . . I think we’ve all been in a position at one point where an email went out, and there was a mistake in the recipient.


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Oh, so the group has been around for more than a decade, sort of like the KKK and the John Birch Society.


Wu also told the assembled scribes that the day before — when the seven white council members had been mistakenly sent an invitation to an event where they were not welcome — City Hall had hosted a pro-Jewish event:


I assure you, everyone on the Boston City Council has got an invitation to multiple types of events and holiday parties. . . . We celebrate all kinds of connection and identity and culture and heritage in the city. . . . Just yesterday we hosted our official City Hall Hanukkah lighting. . . . We have had tree lightings, and we want to be a city where everyone’s identity is embraced, and where there are spaces and communities we can help support.


Again, if you really wanted to be “a city where everyone’s identity is embraced,” where’s the “space” where white politicians can gather together in public to talk in a very whitely manner about white things? I’d fly to Boston just to take a picture of such an event.


The “Stay the Hell Out of Here, White People” event was held without a hitch. The next day on her Instagram account, Wu posted a photo of the assembled non-whites, many of whom have clearly never missed a meal. She wrote:


Last night was my turn to host the annual holiday dinner for Boston’s elected officials of color — a special moment to appreciate that our affinity group now includes leadership across city, state, county, and federal offices.


Not too long ago in Boston, we didn’t need such a big table to fit electeds [sic] of color. But over my time as a City Councilor and now Mayor, following so many leaders who have paved the way, I’ve proudly watched this group grow and create space for mentorship and fellowship among many who are breaking down barriers while holding the weight of being the first or only. Throughout the year, we work to represent our communities with urgency and determination. And at the holidays, we take the time to celebrate and enjoy each other’s company!


Judging from the photo, Parkman House is quite a swank dig. But due to the fact that Boston’s new mayor is erecting new barriers while breaking down old ones, Boston-born historian and horticulturist Francis Parkman, after whom the house was named, would not have been invited to the sordid soiree of overweight colored people.


Undomesticated Black Man Who Smashed Folding Chair into Two White Heads During Alabama Riverfront Brawl Gets No Jail Time


You may recall last August’s Big, Fat, Stupid Alabama Riverfront Race Riot. I made a video about the event a few days after it happened. In short, a few drunken white boaters attacked the black co-captain of a riverboat who’d moved their pontoon boat a few feet to allow for his riverboat to dock. The black man fought back and was soon aided by more black people, and then more black people, and then finally hordes of black people who outnumbered, mobbed, and randomly attacked whites long after the riverboat had docked.


The most memorable and — I hate this word — “iconic” specter in the entire drunkenly flabby scene was when a black man named Reggie Ray used a folding chair and smashed it into the head of a white man and then a white woman, the latter of whom was already lying helplessly on the ground after being gang-attacked. Mr. Ray smashed the folding chair into at least two white heads; there may be more white heads, but I was only able to find footage of two of them getting attacked, which I’ve lovingly compiled into this short video.


Ray’s cowardly, wanton, and reckless chair-swinging was celebrated as a brave act of black liberation. It inspired one meme after another after another after another after another. But the Instant Racial Hero bristled at the fact that others were using his likeness — as well as the chair’s likeness — to peddle merchandise online, so he began selling his own merchandise and hired a lawyer to sue others who were brazenly appropriating his act of cultural defiance against the overweight, drunken, white, proletarian boaters who control our government, media, banks, and schools.


Even though as late as this month, one major site was falsely claiming that Ray had been “coming to the defense of another Black [sic] man,” any sober and legal analysis of the situation would conclude that the black man who had initially been assaulted had already been defended, was no longer in danger, and that people such as Ray were simply itching to conjure the Chimp Within in the service of bludgeoning crackers.


Although the videos don’t lie — in aggregate, more black people assaulted whites that day, and nary a white went to such extremes as to swing blunt objects at any nappy heads — Alabama officials only charged six people in connection with the brawl, and four of them were white. Initial assault charges against Dameion Pickett, the black riverboat co-captain who fought back after being attacked, were dropped.


Richard Roberts, the white man who initially assaulted Pickett, pleaded guilty to two counts of assault. He received a suspended four-month sentence and will be forced to serve 16 consecutive weekends in jail. Should he miss a weekend, he must serve the entire four months. After being initially charged with assault, the three other accused whites, including a woman, pleaded guilty to lesser harassment charges.


But Reggie Ray, the most egregious offender in the entire incident, avoided assault charges entirely. Last week he pleaded guilty to misdemeanor disorderly conduct and received a 90-day suspended sentence. He won’t have to spend a day in jail. Instead, he must pay a draconian $357 in court costs and perform 50 hours of “community service” — which likely involves making clay figurines of Marcus Garvey.


First Lady Dr. Jill Biden Releases Psychically Scarring Christmas Video Performed by White-Hating Dance Troupe


My friends, it is with no pleasure that I stand before you to announce that last week I was raped — in my eyeballs after I watched a two-minute video produced by the White House ostensibly designed to celebrate Christmas, but which instead not only blasphemed the holiday season but the very idea that we are all human beings who actually live in a society.


First Lady Jill Biden — who, admittedly, in her younger years was a bit of a piece — unveiled the video on X/Twitter, announcing:


A bit of magic, wonder, and joy brought to you by the talented tappers of Dorrance Dance, performing their playful interpretation of The Nutcracker Suite.


Enjoy!


I don’t know about the magic and joy, but I was doing a fair bit of wondering after watching it. It is best described as a volcanic eruption of spastic gayness that bears an air of intensely obstinate unreality. I would not recommend watching it with the sound turned off lest you forever surrender your sense of well-being. A half-black and entirely gay-seeming troupe of tap-dancers aimlessly whirl and mug as a New Orleans jazz-flavored version of The Nutcracker Suite’s “The Waltz of the Flowers” — which might as well have been called “The Strut of the Pansies” — plays in the background. Among the dancers is a sexually ambiguous, air guitar-playing individual wearing a rodent mask and a blue suit. There’s a man in green pajamas with a giant purple flower atop his head. If Tchaikovsky had been alive to witness this atrocity, he would have beaten everyone in this video to death singlehandedly.


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Because there’s nothing in this world more anti-racist than guilty white folks and grinning Negroes banding together to tap-dance, the ensemble behind this abomination hosts a website that seems more fixated on anti-racism than it does l’art de la danse.


The site’s “antiracism” tab is right next to its “home” tab. If, for whatever weird reason, you should find yourself this holiday season “investigating or [having] questions about white privilege, systemic racism, white fragility, and anti-racism for the very first time,” you can educate yourself by reading the same tired-ass tomes by Ibram X. Kendi, Mumia-Abu Jamal, Roxane Gay, Robin DiAngelo, and Tim Wise that they’ve been shoving up the collective tuchis like Guilt Suppositories for longer than I care to remember.


According to the site’s founder, Michelle Dorrance:


In my generation, to be a tap dancer is to be an ambassador to the world for the unsung history of a Black [sic] art form.


It is our job to tell the history of tap dance as a celebration of Black [sic] culture and also the never-ending struggle against systemic racism and white supremacy in this country – the origin story of appropriation in American culture.


I am a white tap dancer with Black [sic] cultural ancestors in a society that privileges white people and whiteness . . .


This was the same year we marched in the streets for justice for Amadou Diallo and against police brutality. I was 19. Amadou Diallo was 23. At the time, I believed that outside of a full-scale revolution, the only way I could make an impact was as a civil rights lawyer, a full-time activist or both- but the experience of uniting my passions changed that, empowered my growth as an artist, and encouraged my understanding of tap dance as both a tradition born of subversion/revolution/protest and a powerful vehicle for social and political change.


Fine, fine, knock yourself out, sister, but what in the name of Ibram X. Kendi’s Afro-Sheened taint does any of this have to do with Christmas?


Jim Goad








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