Tim Allen et. al. with a brand new “nigger” routine

They just can’t let it go.

So Tim Allen has decided to publicly defuse that most egregious of English words: the six-letter one that starts with n and ends with r.

A former coke dealer and sitcom yukkster, now Tim wants to better America. With “nigger”.

This has been done before, but by edgy, wild-eyed types such as Lenny Bruce and Richard Pryor. Neither quite defanged the term — Bruce was operating in the midst of the cultural revolution that would set the modern view of race in concrete, while Pryor, a figure of the 70s, was transparently playing off of white guilt.

If you didn’t realize that Pryor was transparently playing himself, you might make that mistake. Assume he was trying to embarrass you. It’s a bear having to come to terms with your tiny place in the world. 35 years on, Thee American Thinker will finally admit to being pissed at him, so here we are.

Just why are the patriots still so obsessed with “nigger”? I don’t know. Black people say it. So what? I’m not going to say it, because history. Because murder. Because awful. I try to be a decent person.

Whites don’t feel very guilty anymore, a full century and a half after the demise of slavery and fifty years after the collapse of legal segregation. A solution to the racial impasse of the past half-century, in which every last American, white, black, or “other,” has been forced to act as if both those historical inequities ended only last Tuesday — if in fact they’d ended at all — is long overdue. A solution to the n-word conundrum is a central element of this.

This chronic inequity is a problem. Everybody knows. At some point, white people have to go back to bleating the word “nigger.” Right? We let you sit in the front of the bus, now we should be able to say it. It’s not fair! There’s no more damning evidence that conservatism is a disease. Like a form of Tourette’s. We really want to call you a “nigger.”

It has been abused by race hustlers of all stripes for generations. Every few years the debate churns up again, triggered by some loudmouth rapper or an unfortunate honest grandmother.

You pay to see the loudmouth in the amphitheater, Gramma Hattie lives in your neighborhood for free. Can’t we all get along?

This state of affairs reveals an odd sense of weakness among blacks. We’ve been told constantly that black Americans are tougher than inbred whites, stronger, manlier, and more athletic, and the success of black sports figures suggests that there’s at least a small grain of truth in this. But it’s a strange kind of strength that utterly collapses with the use of a single word.

There’s plenty more to dissect here, but this will do. The argument that America has pushed past racism while that other race is so inferior and superior is quite enough.

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