Why do Republicans think all Democrats are racist?

This post is a response to a question posed in its complete format: “As nicely as you can, will you explain to me why Republicans think all Democrats are racist in today’s time, not 161 years ago? I don’t understand, I was told I was “a racist POS for being a democrat”.”

I’m taking a wild guess here, but if it was a MAGA hurling that accusation, then it was a projection that has been part of their denial and displacement kit for a long time now.

They internally acknowledge how racism is bad, but they don’t understand how or why, only that they can’t stand being thought of as racist. It forces them off their imaginary horse of righteous indignity, a valuable fuel for their rage addictions and transforms their Machiavellian glee into crushing shame.

They conveniently ignore the dramatic shift which occurred between political parties during the civil rights marches and the legislation they felt betrayed by.

They salivate over a fading dream of the moral superiority they once held, while Lincoln became revered for eliminating a systematic abuse they long to restore.

They cannot accept how it was their same people who fought to preserve slavery, committed genocide of the Jewish people, endorsed child labour, forcing women to exist as nothing more than birthing chambers and toys for their pleasure.

They cannot accept how utterly evil they are because they value material wealth above all. Even though the saviour they worship commands them to care for their fellow citizens, they’re too wrapped in their fears and insecurities to acknowledge a world outside their navels.

They cannot comprehend how their well-being is contingent upon the well-being of someone they would rather consider inferior to them by pigmentation than by the character within that shell.

Their saviour commands them to see life beyond a shell, but they cannot help but fixate on the shallow exterior of every issue humanity faces.

They are excellent attack dogs but they suck in every leadership capacity humans rely on for progress. They cannot see beyond internal needs due to either a biological condition of birth, environmental conditions affecting their development, or a combination of both nature and nurture.

Their capacity for developing empathy toward others outside their tribal sphere is either limited or absent. Nothing is truly real unless it happens to them, and in the case of COVID-19 fatalities, I remember reading about people who insisted that COVID-19 was a hoax while on their deathbed and breathing their last few breaths.

Making matters worse is that they sincerely believe their abysmal incompetence and their insecurity entitle them to a divine right to subjugate all those they deem their inferiors. Much of what drives the current trend toward extreme right-wing fascism is an absolutist concept drawn from religious doctrine called the “Divine Right of Kings.”

They view their assaults on the inferior class of sensitive, compassionate, and empathetic human beings as a means of achieving recognition within their sycophantic worship of power.

For example, beating up “coloureds” is a means of proving their worth to those they seek validation from. Incidents of intensely escalated conflicts, which include dynamics of violence, a blow by one is rated by a crowd of peers cheering the successful infliction of harm. Collectively, this kind of abuse dynamic is a form of validation that resembles a tribal ritual for reinforcing solidarity within a destructive context interpreted as a win against an enemy.

People who have succumbed to an addiction to hatred toward a group don’t view their victims as victims but as threats that must be eliminated. A “psychological short-circuit” triggering a debilitating degree of shame would otherwise occur when acknowledging their targets as humans victimized by their hands.

They have no means of asserting an intrinsic source of validation because their self-respect has been beaten out of them to be replaced by self-loathing.

They frequently appeal to external authorities to justify their beliefs and actions while invoking the logical fallacy of appeal to populism in enabling that validation of self.

Calling you a racist PoS is a form of virtue signalling that ironically serves as a reward for them from peers who also struggle from the cognitive dissonance characterizing their existence. It also helps to feed their rage addiction, in which the many rage-farming parasites prevalent on social media exploit for political and economic advantage.

It’s a form of cognitive dissociation that allows them to escape accountability for their inner ugliness while justifying actions that empower it.

By calling you a racist PoS, they permit themselves to escalate their attack in ways that appeal to their Machiavellian proclivities.

They are telling you, by hurling their accusation, that they have created justification in their mind to assault you physically for pleasure, not accountability.

Why were people less racist in the ‘80s than today?

This post is a response to a question initially posed on Quora, and can also be accessed via “https://www.quora.com/Why-were-people-less-racist-in-the-80s-than-today/answer/Antonio-Amaral-1

They weren’t.

The further back in time you look, the more racist people were.

You may be lucky enough to realize the difference between what was socially acceptable behaviour in environments that were essentially cultural silos and today’s interconnected world where no social issue is hidden from public dialogue.

You might want to take a moment to consider things you take for granted — that piss off many bigots who don’t realize they’re responsible for making those things happen. For example, gay pride parades would not exist today were it not for rampant bigotries against the gay community that lived in literal fear of their lives by random strangers who would physically assault them — often in groups and just for entertainment.

Black History Month would not exist without the KKK, lynchings, and a host of horrors in which I keep learning every year about tragedies I was never aware of that make me ashamed of humanity.

It’s a never-ending stream of vile hatred that humanity indulges in, and of which racism is only one form of evil among many that we struggle with as a species.

This is why social media is so essential today.

Bigotries are no longer incognito.

Everyone has a video recorder on their person and, within seconds, can subject an abusive monster to public shaming from around the world.

We are no longer able to pretend that racism is just part of life and that it’s okay.

We are no longer able to ignore the vile behaviours of abusive monsters in society that we used to turn our heads away from and pretend it wasn’t our business to do something about it.

We can no longer hide behind the excuses that we can’t do anything about it because all the dirty laundry is flapping about in our faces, and we either clean it up or become soiled by it.

This is a remarkable time we’re living in because we are all learning to wake up, whether we want to or not.

The troglodytes among us who endlessly wine about stupidities like “woke mind virus” or “go woke, go broke” are just verbal versions of the red alert beanies informing the world that such a person is a toxic idiot who needs to grow up and get in touch with their humanity.

They can whine and stamp their feet all they want, but their antics are nothing more than the dying last gasps of an under-evolved creature going extinct.

Because of the internet and because of social media, people are learning to become more educated and aware of the psychological dysfunctionality issues plaguing humanity. We are learning to heal ourselves because of it.

The world is undergoing an upheaval of awareness right now because the sheer volume of hatred is beyond the pale — one in five people visibly exhibit mental health issues — and a whopping majority (70%-80%) of families are dysfunctional.

These are staggering statistics.

We are sick, and we have to face the truth about our species because if we don’t, we will end ourselves.

Social media helps to make that happen. It’s a tool to help us heal that could not have come too soon.

We have desperately needed this dose of cold awareness about ourselves for a long time.