I noticed the muted responses from homosexual and feminist bloggers to the gang-rape of a lesbian. I wondered why they weren’t up in arms, ravenously ready to hurl stinging yet passionate words dripping with anger, denouncing this brutal and senseless act of violence against one of their own.
Then it dawned on me. The races of the gang-raping thugs: three hispanic and one black. I’d venture a guess that the victim is white.
At this point in my blogging “career” (five years and counting), it’s sort of tedious to do this, but I’ll do it anyway. Can you imagine the national…no forget that…the international outrage over this gang-rape if the perpetrators had been fair-haired and white? (That it’s national news at all is surprising.) Throw in a pair or two of blue eyes for good measure. Man, that’s all we’d be reading and hearing for the next several months. (How fast can you say Duke Lacrosse?) Diatribes against the white racist patriarchy, white supremacists, how California’s Proposition 8 is to blame for the “backlash” against homosexuals, and on and on.
But the reactions I’ve read so far in the media and on blogs are stunningly restrained. The facts, and hardly any emotion. By next week, nobody will be talking or writing about this story.
Human nature never ceases to amaze me. Even though it’s mind-numbingly predictable, I’m always amazed that I know it so well.
