You Mean to Tell Me Megyn Kelly Was Right This Whole Damn Time?

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Well, 2019 is really showing us some things.

As Virginia Democrats desperately search for a white guy who hasn’t donned blackface to maybe be governor—or just not be a whole-ass embarrassment—a Washington Post article from [squints] yup, earlier this week shows that only 58 percent of respondents find blackface “unacceptable.”


About one in four Americans said they were unsure whether it was acceptable or not, and 16 percent—all Kurtis Blow fans and moonwalking enthusiasts, surely—thought blackface was just fine.

This raises an obvious question: How did white respondents vote versus black ones? According to the poll, 73 percent of black people thought blackface was unacceptable, compared to...

57 percent of white respondents. So half of your white friends may or may not be down with blackface. A coin flip, more or less.

This gulf was secondary to the gap between Democrats and Republicans, however. Four out of five respondents who identified as Democrats said blackface was unacceptable. Only half of independents felt that way, with Republicans not far behind. Only 44 percent of Republican respondents thought blackface—a practice rooted in minstrelsy, the very point of which was to flatten and dehumanize black people and black life—was unacceptable.

Cool, cool. Everything is cool.



Some things to keep in mind...

Virginia is fucked up. It’s a state that is so stuck in the past that they don’t even call themselves a state. According to Virginia, Virginia is a Commonwealth, as it has been for the last four centuries.

Yeah... Virginia has a big throbbing hard-on for the past.

Virginia, known colloquially as “The Old Dominion,” still has the Jefferson Davis Highway.

Virginia observed “Lee-Jackson-King Day” until 2000 and now, instead of not celebrating the memory of two Confederate generals on the same day as Dr. King, instead celebrates Lee-Jackson Day on the Friday before Martin Luther King, Jr. Day.

The “progressive” Virginians in Fairfax County finally got around to renaming JEB Stuart High School, named for YET ANOTHER Confederate general, six months ago.

My ex-stepmother, who grew up in Manassas, was oh-so-proud of how her family could trace their lineage to Robert E. Lee. Her brother has hundreds of Civil War bullets.

Until a decade ago you could get a license plate with the Confederate flag on it (same with Maryland, my Maryland).

You can color Virginia purple all you want on every map of the United States. It won’t change how much Virginia clings to its past.

Blackface isn’t some aberration. And it’s not like no one thought it was racist way back in the distant past that was the 1980s. People knew it was racist. They just didn’t, to quote Rhett Fucking Butler, give a damn. And the folks who did blackface did it because they knew it was racist and thought it was quaint and funny.

Especially when you factor in money.

A medical student doing blackface in the Eighties? Is Ralph Northam my father? As I’ve said, my dad, a neurosurgeon (before he fucked up his life), had himself a collection of racist knickknacks such as old Amos & Andy recordings, a lawn jockey, and a pair of porcelain blackface salt and pepper shakers. In the late Eighties. He knew it was racist. Because I used to tell him that crap was racist. He’d laugh it off.

1984 wasn’t the olden days. People knew blackface was racist back then. They didn't care. In no small part because they knew they could get away with it. 

You show me a rich white man older than 50 from Virginia and I’ll show you a man who has either done blackface or has been at a party where it was done.