Gavin McInnes writes on of his best in a long time:
Handle goes on to blame boredom for the drug war and says mass incarceration is your only option when dealing with a generation that’s never known discipline. It’s not a revolution. It’s fatherless kids looking for something to do. This makes a lot more sense than some kind of Black Panther covert op involving the empowerment of the underclass.
We tend to imbue our own pontification on everyone else because as a culture we were cursed with too much empathy. If jihadists blow up a building, we go back to the Crusades and try to determine which Christian transgression they are retaliating against. ISIS are nothing more than inbred sand people who have memorized a book that keeps repeating, “Convert or die.” They are basically Koko the gorilla in a terrible mood. When Osama bin Laden said 9/11 was about our foreign policy, he was simply parroting what we think would give him the most credence. To take him seriously is to make him Western. (…)
The fatherless Puerto Ricans in my Brooklyn neighborhood get their fades retouched every three days. This means lining up at the barber’s for hours waiting to get the same ridiculous haircut they’ve been getting their whole lives. They get mani-pedis, too. Without a dad to slap you upside the head, life becomes one big spa and there’s nothing political about it. On 9/11 Puerto Rican teenagers on my neighbor’s roof were laughing and yelling, “Yeah! Bomb that shit, nigga!”
