[Editor’s Note: After a hugely crowded public hearing all day downtown at the County Board of Supervisors on the prospects of embracing any of three separate plans for redrawing supervisorial districts — to boost the Latin presence on the Board — the Sups are expected to vote about 6 o’clock. Four votes (out of five) are required for passage. If none meets that threshold, the plans will be decided by three elected officials.]
Fifty-seven years ago America cheered when the Supreme Court ruled that “separate but equal” was balderdash, and outlawed the notion of segregated schools.
Noble and courageous, especially in the teeth of the ugly prevailing social standards of that day.
In numerous respects, though, the ruling was equivalent to ordering the moth to evade the flame.
Ever since 1954, we have been bending back the law the other way. Visit any college campus. You will see segregation roaring into almost iron-clad style: Blacks congregate with and socialize with blacks, Latinos only with Latinos, and whites with their own kind.
Boys and girls, this is rudimentary human nature. We yearn to be with like kinds.
White boys mostly marry white girls. Blacks overwhelmingly marry blacks. Latins? I have no idea.
This afternoon, along comes the smartest man in Los Angeles politics, County Supervisor Mark Ridley-Thomas, and I must vote against his well-intentioned plan. With fellow Sup Gloria Molina riding side saddle, the two of them have offered the other three Sups two scrambled maps intended to serve as templates that that will create a lopsided three-person Hispanic majority on the five-person Board of Sups.
To say it differently, if the people of Los Angeles County are too dumb or insufficiently motivated to elect Hispanics to three out of five Sup seats, then by golly government will force open our mouths and jam the artificial “corrections” down our throats until we stop breathing.
I earnestly object.
I realize liberals want to control the world so they can tell us ignorant serfs what is best for us and for them and for squirrels everywhere.
I am not a liberal because I know better than a faceless stranger what is best for my family and my community.
As for the pushers, my people call them nudges.
Activists have drenched us with sunny-side-up data these last few weeks of Redistricting Season about the coming of the Hispanic Tsunami — Latins are 48 percent of the County population, we are told, and a little less than one-third of the registered voters.
The pushers failed to note an inconvenient fact — that prior to about last Wednesday, Latinos historically did not go to the polls in influential numbers.
How did we twice elect a 100 percent Latin mayor if non-Hispanics won’t cross cultural lines at the polls?
Liberals are notorious for their prejudices. Like certain animals, they think the whole world is bigoted. Sorry, boys.
If you are going to draw and divide the five County districts by pure population, fine.
But liberals think in colors and sexes and sexual preferences.
If you are going to rely on the notion of an off-brand of that horrid ‘70s and ’80s philosophy, affirmative action — the notion that non-whites are too dumb to qualify on their merits — my friend, you are 95 percent wrong.
I never understood why “minorities” were not insulted by affirmative action.
All affirmative action recipients (heaven help us) should take umbrage at being judged as less worthy than you are or I am.
Let’s give the do-gooders the other 5 percent for decent intentions while voting down the two plans.
