-By Lee Culpepper
I felt sick when my doctor informed me that I am her only patient who vomits each time he hears the words “multiculturalism” and “diversity.” In fact, political correctness in general makes me queasy. Perhaps I’m a hypochondriac — anxiety over this possibility depresses me. Though my doctor did not prescribe a cure for my disorder, the Supreme Court’s recent 5-4 decision – which struck down programs that considered race to make school assignments – may provide the remedy I need. In light of the justices’ ruling, ethnic realities appear so much clearer now.
With my family visiting over the Independence Day weekend, I realized that a white family — my white family — is made up of peculiar white individuals. No one in my family shares exactly the same views about anything. Our religious beliefs (while Christian) are not identical; our political interests are not the same; and our hobbies are different. We also pursued separate areas of education and have dissimilar careers. When all these obvious realities hit me at once, I started feeling dizzy.
I sat down to compose myself, but a heated debate that my brother, sister, and mom were having after dinner livened up the evening’s mood. I then realized something else — my white family is quite different than my wife’s white family. These kinds of debates never occur when her side of the family visits. Suddenly, I was lost in thought about how different most white families can be from other white families and how individuals within those families can be so different, too. I started worrying that diversity peddlers purposely ignore such obvious facts. Now, my lips were numb and I felt feverish.
Are not all families, regardless of race, made up of individuals who are not exactly alike? Isn’t it obvious that individuals within specific ethnicities are not exactly the same either? Yet these points do not fit the diversity agenda because true individuals do not fit in generic molds. Nevertheless, right inside our homes, as well as in public, life constantly teaches us to deal with people who are different than we are. A person’s physical resemblance to someone else tells us essentially nothing about him. It is his character and his actions — not his race – that define who he is.
While diversity activists and multicultural dreamers insist they’re enlightening the rest of us with their social foolishness, their own racial hypocrisy roars at a deafening volume. They are fixated on physical differences, specifically people’s skin color, in defining who individuals are. These diversity dealers brazenly expose their own racial prejudices as they consistently accuse opponents of bigoted wrongdoings that in fact their own diversity dope delivers. (By the way, I’m heaving again.)
Diversity hawkers are essentially asserting that in education black kids cannot learn unless they have plenty of white kids around to show them the way – white kids from unfamiliar, distant neighborhoods, particularly. These swindlers also imply that white kids benefit when a few black kids are delivered to embody the “culture” of millions of black individuals. Yes, it’s pretty much like saying, “Black folks are all the same.” While insulting black people, diversity pushers have the gall and arrogance to insist they are helping them.
Is it any wonder why diversity and multiculturalism make me sick?
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Lee Culpepper is a Marine turned high school English teacher. Currently, he is writing his first book, Alone and Unafraid: One Marine’s Counterattack Inside the Walls of Public Education. Lee is also a contributing columnist for The North Carolina Conservative, The HinzSight Report, and The Publius’ Forum. An increasing number of publications, including The Conservative Voice and MichNews.com, have run his recent articles, as well.
Lee can be reached at drcoolpepper@yahoo.com.
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