In a hilarious article at Vdare, James Fulford reports how the Democratic Convention assigned the writers and staff of National Review to a motel in Charlotte, North Carolina that was not exactly up to the boys’ standard, and they immediately decamped to a nicer place across the state line in South Carolina. What was wrong with the motel? Well, it was low-class, dangerous, and—though none of the chestless ones used the word in their horrified accounts of their ordeal—black. In other words, they were following the very same John Derbyshire rules for which Derbyshire was fired from NR, with the unanimous support of every person at that magazine.The issue is not, of course, not wanting to stay at a motel in a crime riddled neighborhood. The issue is hypocrisy:
HYPOCRITE, n. One who, professing virtues that he does not respect, secures the advantage of seeming to be what he despises.Well played, Donks. Well played.
And for you young pups out there, the post title refers to this: