If the 1967 film Guess Who’s Coming to Dinner were remade today (I’ll leave that to Michael Bay), Sydney Poitier’s character ought to be replaced with C.L. Bryant, Herman Cain, Larry Elder, or Alfonzo Rachel. One watching would think that nothing has changed since 1967.
This is because the institutional left has not changed, and by its very nature, cannot change–this despite its virtual corporate ownership of the term “change.” It is defined by intolerance, division and xenophobia, and not as unfortunate side effects, but as structural pillars. Without these pillars, there would be no structure.
Be it “socialism,” “liberalism” or “progressivism,” as the left repeatedly changes names like an escaped convict fleeing from state to state, perhaps the most accurate denotation, aside from Mark Levin’s “statism,” is “collectivism.” This is due to the apparent inability to register persons as individuals, with the dignities afforded the description, but as nameless molecules of more relevant “collectives.”
It is a movement which seeks to retard discourse and critical thought to a vegetative state, resisting dissent from every corner by the strength of the establishment press. Via community organizing, it plays upon the unassuming optimism of its grassroots to empower the ever-assuming opportunism of its elite. It runs intellectual deficits as swiftly as it runs economic deficits, feeding on knee-jerk emotionalism, hobgoblinism, and manufactured xenophobia as its lifeblood.









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