America is a melting pot. People from all corners of the globe, every caste and color and creed, can come here and complain about anything that bruises their precious egos. They pledge allegiance to the good ol’ red, white, and black & blue.
And this time it’s another immigrant who’s receiving the complaints:
The harmful Late Late Show segment in question, “Spill Your Guts or Fill Your Guts,” involves asking celebrities embarrassing questions and making them either answer or eat something gross. Basically “Truth or Dare,” except a fat limey gets paid millions of dollars a year for it. The repugnant dishes used as punishment have included Asian delicacies like balut (bird embryos), chicken feet, and thousand-year-old eggs.
This is a big no-no, of course, ever since the Chinese Communist Party lied to the world about the global pandemic that originated in Wuhan, China. Now, anything that any Asian person doesn’t like is racism, and if you don’t care, that means you want old Chinese ladies to get beaten up.1 So now an Asian-American activist named Kim Saira has complained about Corden, and he’s promising not to mock any more nauseating foods that might offend an Asian person.
My reaction to this is threefold:
What a bunch of whiners
Another woke A-hole gets targeted by his own tribe
Anything that inconveniences James Corden can’t be all bad
This sort of crybullying has become fashionable ever since the 2017 documentary The Problem with Apu, which was made by an Indian-American “comedian” to complain about a character on The Simpsons that hurt his feelings. That dork used identity politics to get what he wanted, and so did this dork. Except Ms. Saira didn’t even need to make a documentary called The Problem with Shamu.2
You know what would happen to me, a white-ass white man, if I moved to India or China or the Philippines or anywhere else in the world where I’m an ethnic minority? People would make fun of me for the way I talk, the things I like to eat, and every other aspect of my culture.
And you know what? That’s fine! That’s just life. It always has been and always will be, every day, all over the world. Why cry about it like a big baby?
In 2021 America, the answer is simple: Because crying like a big baby gets you what you want. Victimhood is currency, and everybody’s greedy as hell.
So, What Else Is Going On?
According to some Australian scientists, the SARS-CoV-2 virus that causes COVID-19 is “best adapted to attack human cells.” Which doesn’t do much for the theory that all the misery you’ve endured over the past 15 months is due to somebody in a Chinese wet market getting a bad bowl of bat soup or an undercooked pangolin pot pie. What if the virus really did escape from that Wuhan lab? What if Jon Stewart is finally right about something?
A lot of libs keep yelling at me to shut up and listen to scientists. Now I look forward to them scolding me to shut up and stop listening to the wrong scientists.
As David Harsanyi at NRO reminds us, Sheldon “Whites-Only” Whitehouse once asked district court nominee Peter Phipps a whole bunch of questions about his membership in the Knights of Columbus. Whitehouse must not have been familiar with a club that actually allows African-Americans to join.
We already know Whitehouse belongs to three all-white clubs and counting. But is he bigoted against Catholics as well? Does Whites-Only Whitehouse have any use for you if you’re not a white Anglo-Saxon Protestant?
“Systemic racism” is one of those phrases that can mean whatever you want it to mean. Cops shoot a black guy who’s brandishing a weapon? Systemic racism. Black actor gets nominated for an Oscar but doesn’t win? Systemic racism. Olympic athlete has to hear “The Star-Spangled Banner”? You guessed it.
TFW you come in third but still want all the attention.
You know what happens in countries with actual systemic racism? They throw you in jail for dissenting. This idiot will get off with a few mean tweets and maybe a fine. At worst, she’ll get kicked off the team for making a spectacle of herself, at which point she’ll have ample opportunity to make an even bigger spectacle of herself. She could become the Colin Kaepernick of the Olympic hammer throw. Nobody even knows what a hammer throw is, but we all know we’re supposed to be “anti-racist.”
Gwen Berry has the right to pout about whatever she wants, and the people criticizing her have the right to do that. And nothing will be gained, and nobody will be persuaded of anything. God bless America.
This will be my only statement in response to Donald Trump’s speech on Saturday:
As for his supporters: I don’t hold a grudge, and there are a number of other things we can agree on. Technically, I’m NeverTrump because I’ve never voted for the guy. But I’m not so miserably NeverTrump that I can’t enjoy things like this:
Rude? Yes. Wrong? Not from where I sit. This is the United States of America, and you have the right to tell any journalist to perform an act of self-copulation.
I hope CNN’s Donie O’Sullivan is okay. Journos are made of hardy stock, and I wish him a speedy recovery.
Wait. Hold on. Did Al Gore just tell somebody else to accept the results of an election?
There are still people who insist this clown won the 2000 election. He’s one of them. He spent years screaming at George W. Bush for beating him fair and square, paving the way for subsequent sore losers like Hillary Clinton and Donald Trump. Gore is exactly the wrong messenger here.
It’s particularly weird to watch Gore slamming Orange Man while sporting the guy’s signature spray tan. But hey, zero self-awareness has made Al Gore a multimillionaire. Maybe next he’ll go after Trump’s weight.
Defund the police… but not yet!
#YouMightBeALiberal if you think the only good cops are the ones protecting the politicians who say there are no good cops.
Having now watched four episodes of Kevin Can F**k Himself — the half-sitcom/half-drama AMC keeps pushing on us — I officially like the titular character more than his wife, who I’m supposed to be cheering on as she tries to kill him. Because she wouldn’t want to do something crazy, like leave him or tell him what’s wrong.
The show goes out of its way to make Kevin lovably dumb, and his crackpot schemes always end up hurting him more than anybody else. He’s positively cuddly. There’s a reason people enjoy the types of sitcoms this show is parodying, going all the way back to The Honeymooners, and it’s completely at odds with the “drama” half of the show. It’s like opening an ice cream parlor and then scolding everybody who walks in expecting ice cream.
Plus, Kevin wears cargo shorts. That’s an instant A+. How can you not love the guy? He’s fun, and his wife is a drag.
But I guess angry feminists like it? The show doesn’t need to be funny or entertaining. It certainly doesn’t need to make sense. It just needs to confirm their biases.
So, I think I’m done with this show. Hey AMC, when is Better Call Saul coming back?
Chris Carter, creator of The X-Files and writer of as many as three good episodes, has penned a fun op-ed for the NYT about all this UFO business lately. In short: He wants to believe.
I want to believe as well, but I don’t. It’s ridiculous to think aliens from some other planet traveled all the way here and haven’t introduced themselves. No, these supposedly unexplained phenomena have a perfectly good explanation: It’s humans who have traveled here from a more technically advanced alternate Earth, where they’ve developed aircraft that doesn’t move or behave like ours. Or maybe they’re from the far future.
Little green men, though? LOL!
It’s good to see Chris Carter is still kicking around. That X-Files revival a few years back wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been. And in 2014, he did an intriguing pilot for a post-apocalyptic drama called The After. It debuted on Amazon Prime Video the same day as the Bosch pilot and was ordered to series as well, but then the show never happened for whatever reason. It’s probably for the best that we only had to sit through one episode with a bunch of questions that will never be answered, rather than 100 episodes with a bunch of questions that would never be answered.
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And don’t you dare mention that many of the people attacking Asians in the streets of American cities are black. It’s racist to bring up anything bad a person does unless he and/or she is white.
See, I wrote that whole paragraph just to set up a bad joke about James Corden being as big as Shamu, the killer whale. Which is fat-phobic of me. Sizeist. It’s caloric appropriation. Too bad you can’t cancel me, though, because I already got cancelled years ago.