Fred disabuses us all of the notion the London Riots are far, far away across the ocean.
Detroit and other cities are within driving distance for most Americans.
London: not just for the British anymore.
Hoodlum Yoots may come soon to an intersection near you!
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There was the usual puzzled, or pseudo-puzzled wondering: Why did the “youths”–they are always called youths—doing it? Curiously, it was a black conservative on Hardtalk (of the BBC) who said it: the rioters were , criminal, unsocialized to civilized norms and simply wanted to rob stores selling things they liked.
Which led me to think about the US. It ‘s a little more complicated. Imagine a black kid of seventeen in Detroit. He can’t read or, if he can, barely. He has never read a book, and never will. He doesn’t know where England is, or Africa, or the United States. His mental world is small beyond the imagination of the literate. He has no grasp of government, and has never heard of any author. He cannot do simple arithmetic. He has perhaps never seen a checkbook, and will never have one. He doesn’t watch the news. If he did, would not understand what he was seeing. Ideas like prime minister, exchange rate, and United Nations are utterly beyond him.
I am not being cruel. I am describing a condition, the normal, usual, unexceptional condition of American blacks of the urban slums.
Of history, the kid knows only that blacks were enslaved by whites. He cannot approximate the dates of the Civil War (as neither, astoundingly, can many white “college graduates”) and cannot name a single country in Africa, but he knows that blacks were stolen from their homes and very badly treated.
He has in all likelihood never been out of Detroit, or perhaps his neighborhood. He has no contact with the larger society except through the police and television, where he sees whites leading glamorous lives in a wide world beyond his grasp. He would be very uncomfortable in a small town in white America, having less familiarity with the culture that would an American in a small town in Italy. Further, he speaks something so far from standard English that he would have difficulty talking to most whites.
He doesn’t have a job or, if he does, it will be of a very low level with no future that he can see. There is a reason why cash-register keys in fast-food chutes have pictures of hamburgers and milk shakes instead of words, why the registers make change automatically. The kid in Detroit can’t make change. Little commercial demand exists for the illiterate and innumerate who have very bad attitudes.
Which the kid has. He hates whites, whom he blames for all of his troubles and inadequacies. He hates Asians, who excel in school. It is an ugly hatred on a hair trigger and explodes readily in savage violence. The media play this down, hard, but what you pretend doesn’t exist still does.