"Antigonish": An Anthem of Progressivism?

Rachel Dolezal: What a classic progressive fairy tale!

For foreigners not familiar with the Hollywoodesque nature of American progressive "thinking," the Dolezal saga is a wild and whacky one which you can read about here -- and, please, do watch the interview, which must come from outer space, or maybe just from progressive land. In sum, Dolezal is a senior official of the NAACP (National Association for the Advancement of Colored People) who claims to be black and to have a black child. Well, folks, in the real world it turns out that she is as white as white can be, and her black son is actually her black brother adopted by her white parents, and . . . aw, read it for yourselves. I don't want to ruin the fun. You will find that, as I have noted when discussing Brian Williams and other mainstream "journalists," she proves herself a progressive in search of "street cred." Dolezal is a fake; progressives are fakes.

This latest sorry little piece of progressive lying inspires today's rant, a continuation of a prior one on how progressives distort their stated objectives to hide their real ones. Let us expand on this issue, and raise again the possibility that progressivism, aka American liberalism, while extremely destructive, is based on The Fake, The Fantasy, The Delusional Illusion--as phony as Hillary Clinton's Southern accent and the Serbian snipers she dodged. In sum, Progressives are fakes.

I previously wrote about a great English teacher I had in the long-distant 1960s. She loved literature, above all, poetry, and tried to impart that to bratty baby boomers who already knew everything. We read a weirdly wonderful little poem by American poet and educator William Hughes Mearns, titled "Antigonish." Published at the end of the 19th century, it drew inspiration from stories of a haunted house in Nova Scotia.

Read it aloud in the dark with a menacing tone and you're certain to frighten children:

Yesterday, upon the stair,
I met a man who wasn't there.
He wasn't there again today,
I wish, I wish he'd go away...

When I came home last night at three,
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall,
I couldn't see him there at all!
Go away, go away, don't you come back any more!
Go away, go away, and please don't slam the door...

Last night I saw upon the stair,
A little man who wasn't there,
He wasn't there again today
Oh, how I wish he'd go away...

We have so many examples of the "little man who wasn't there" on the stairs of Progressive House that it proves difficult if not impossible, paraphrasing Mearns, not to not see them all. The race issue, of course, is a big "little man." In the name of "racial healing," progressives have raised animosity between blacks and whites to levels not seen in this country in many decades. They want us to "forget" about race by having us, as noted before, constantly focussing on it. One example, of course, is mentioned at the top: Rachel Dolezal has spent years claiming to be something she is not, a black woman.

Progressives have created a whole industry of fake racial grievances and of fake racial identities. Dolezal follows in the proud progressive tradition of Massachusetts Senator Elizabeth Warren who made an academic and legal career by pretending to be a Cherokee Indian. Gaming the "Racial Diversity/Affirmative Action" laws and regulations, she set herself up quite nicely, thanks to the Cherokee "who wasn't there." Progressives are fakes.

In subsequent posts, we will come back to the essential point: the progressive creed is based on The Fake--fake rape statistics, fake gay marriage studies, fake gun studies, fake climate "science," fake nooses, fake voter id crisis, and now fake genetics. Fake controversies all around. There is nothing real about the creed, except the damage it does to the real world.

Hands up! Don't shoot!

Progressives are fakes. Oh, how I wish they'd go away . . .