Black History Month.

Radio 4 tells me we’re coming up to ‘Black History Month’ in schools. Well ain’t dat de time for celebration. Apparently black people have heroes too and in their own small ethnically challenged way have done some pretty good things, almost equal to us whites, and black children need to know this to bolster their low self esteem from being the sons and daughters of poor ignorant savages. Isn’t it good to know we can offer our pitying hand to these unfortunates one month a year and tell them about ML King, Malcolm X even Rosa Parks so they know they’ve been born into the losing side of this struggle for equality with the white man; so they know their place in society. In fact being born north of the line from Liverpool to the Wash I am probably descended from Vikings and I’d like a ‘Viking History Month’ so everyone knows I come from raping, murdering and pillaging foreigners and should be treated as such. Because in this multicultural society of ours we celebrate diversity. Stop. The middle class, middle age, middle white who thought that one up should be shot! It justifies the individual’s inclination to differentiate themselves from all those ‘diverse’ from themselves. Black people are different, Jews and Muslims are different, Vikings and Angles were different. All ‘celebrating diversity’ does is maintain differences. Only when the Vikings and Angles stopped celebrating their differences did they become the unified English we are today. So forget multiculturalism, we are one society in which we are all different. There are some people I like and some I don’t. I couldn’t give a shit what colour they are.