I’ve been following the Duke lacrosse case closely since its inception. My interest stems from pure self-interest. I’ve been fed up with the demonization of white hetero men for a long time. Living in Manhattan and Woodstock for the past 30 years, I’ve witnessed and experienced this repellent and bizarre campaign of hatred close up.
It was only a matter of time until an outrage like the one perpetrated at Duke occurred. Every college campus in the country is ripe for a similar incident. Scapegoating of white hetero men began in the civil rights era of the 1960s and picked up steam during the worst of the feminist era. Throw in the gay activist movement for good measure. For leftists, hetero white men became the scapegoat for everything that is wrong with the world.
For a long time, I tried to play the good leftist and go along with this nonsense. Two people convinced me that I should not tolerate this… Myrna and Peter. Myrna arrived in Woodstock in 1989, took one look at that hate campaign and promptly blew a gasket.
“Nobody is going to treat my man that way or they’ll have a fight on their hands,” she said.
While Myrna was widely loved and admired in New York City among her co-workers and friends, she was reviled in Woodstock precisely because she would not tolerate the leftist attack on white hetero men. A Filipina, she had always dreamed of marrying a white man.
“White men are the best kind of men,” she would often say.
God bless you, Myrna, for taking me by the hand. I treasure every moment I lived with you, the good and the bad.
During the worst of the feminist’s sex abuse and rape hysteria of the 1990s, Myrna and I could barely sit in a café in Woodstock without listening to the lies. Myrna went to war with the feminazis of Woodstock and suffered being ostracized in return. I am grateful to her for refusing to tolerate that garbage.
My wonderful friend, Peter Allemano, took me aside even before I met Myrna and slowly taught me that I should not accept the popular campaign of hatred against men. He is a leader in New York City of what is called the “men’s movement.” Peter introduced me to the writings of Warren Farrell, which I recommend to every man. While I do not agree fundamentally with Farrell’s political program, I find his writing compelling and convincing.
Peter is the most patient of teachers. I doubt that I could have absorbed what he had to say from any other person. He taught me that I have the right to expect something from life, that I am not on this earth solely to sacrifice myself for women, children, blacks or gays.
Thank God I met Peter.
And, when my father began to fall to Alzheimer’s disease, I had to reassess everything. Through the years of his illness and as he approached death, I became acutely aware that defamation of white men was in reality the defamation of my father. I suggest that you read this post about Dad.
Like practically everybody related to the Duke case, I’ve seen the case as involving much more than the guilt or innocence of three men. For the three men accused, this is most unfortunate. I’ve hoped that the case would open eyes. Probably it has. But, the monstrosity of the Marxist indoctrination of our children in the schools will not end because our eyes have been opened. The punitive race and sex quotas, documented so well by John Rosenberg at Discriminations, continue to be enforced. And the slander of our fathers, those great white hetero men who won the Second World War, continues.
Disbarring District Attorney Mike Nifong isn’t going to solve much. I don’t have a great solution for this madness. I do respect the basic decency and fairness of the American people. The revelation of this sickness will, I hope, lead to change.