Shorter John Derbyshire:
Hispanic servants are preferable to black servants because they make me feel less guilty.
I rely on books to tell me what hard work is like. Sounds grueling.
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Whenever I feel like I’m not getting enough of teh stupid, I can always count on the Derb to fill my quota.
Oh, outstanding. There’s really not a lot that leaves me at a loss for words, but this. Wow. There’s so much horseshit in that piece that there must be a pony somewhere, if I just look hard enough.
White guilt much, Johnny?
I thought Albanians were the new servants! I guess I have to rethink my servant needs over here at Casa Petulant
There’s so much horseshit in that piece that there must be a pony somewhere, if I just look hard enough.
Well played, Moira. 🙂
*curtseys* Thank you. 🙂
This paragraph floored me:
I’ll confess I don’t know much about Mexicans myself. I’d like to be able to say that some of my best friends are Mexican, but it’s not true. Not only do I not have any Mexicans among my friends, I don’t have any among my neighbors or colleagues, either. I simply don’t know any Mexicans.
How, in this modern world we live in, is this even possible? He doesn’t know any Mexicans? Hell, in my very brief life, I couldn’t help but pick up friends of a variety of nationalities from different ethnic groups. Are there really still people out who are so sheltered that they don’t know a single person from the largest immigrant group in this country?!?
SAP, maybe he doesn’t know a Mexican when he sees one.
I’m not even kidding.
How, in this modern world we live in, is this even possible? He doesn’t know any Mexicans?
You read my mind, SAP. I’ve had Mexican friends my whole life since I was a wee kid, my first boyfriend was Mexican, I grew up with Mexican neighbors, I went to school with Mexicans, I had Mexican teachers, I’ve worked with Mexicans…and I’m a WASP in the heart of the midwest! Honestly, Mexicans have been such a part of the fabric of my life that saying “I simply don’t know any Mexicans” sounds as ludicrous to me as “I simply don’t know any men.”
Where the fuck does Derbs live, for crying out loud–Neptune?!
Allegedly the man lives somewhere in “the burbs” of NYC.
Saturday night, around 11 P.M., I was in Manhattan, walking with my daughter from Lincoln Center (where we had just seen the ABT’s new production of The Sleeping Beauty) to Penn Station for our ride back out to the burbs.
Of course, 10 years or so ago he was living in London, where there probably aren’t many Mexican immigrants. But I would have thought there would be plenty of Mexican immigrants in and around NYC? Every other wave of immigrants to the US gives NYC a shot, why wouldn’t Mexicans?
Does the Derb think that Mexicans just move to the “historical territories” waiting to build up numbers to take those States out of the Union? I bet he does.
Wow, how…totally embarrassing for him. I mean really.
Must really be great for you Wave just reading this shit. You are a brave man and I salute you.
And it sounds to me like the twat that wrote this shit wouldn’t know a Mexican if he came up and bit him in the Arse. He probably thinks all Mexicans look like Antonio Banderes doing Zorro. That Tony is actually Spanish from here in Malaga obviously goes right over his little pointed head.
..I would have thought there would be plenty of Mexican immigrants in and around NYC? Every other wave of immigrants to the US gives NYC a shot, why wouldn’t Mexicans?
The Puerto Ricans won’t give up their monopoly.
groan *bad joke alert* groan
It’s a long way from the southern boarder to NYC. The Puerto Ricans come in on boats, South Americans make their way up gradually.
Actually, there’s more South Americans in UPSTATE NY than the city. My aunt employs south american immigrants at her llama/ostrich/dairy/farm up north of Albany. I’m under the impression that they generally hate the cold, but stay for the work.
Man, this is sad. Does Derbs know that not all people who live south of the U.S-Mexican border are Mexican? Ever heard of South and Central America??
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