Tyler’s Cowen’s racist, sexist, and idiotic diatribe

For some reason, I used to respect Tyler Cowen.  Then he wrote this.

Already I can see (at least) four problems with this point of view. First, white men in percentage terms have become a weaker influence in America over time, yet America still is becoming a better nation overall. Second, some of America’s worst traits, such as the obsession with guns, the excess militarism, or the tendency toward drunkenness, not to mention rape and the history of slavery, seem to come largely from white men. Third, it seems highly unlikely that “white men” is in fact the best way of disambiguating the dominant interest groups that have helped make the West so successful. Fourth, America is global policeman and also the center of world innovation, so it cannot afford the luxury of a declining population, and thus we must find a way to make immigration work

Why is it that Trump’s opponents are so desperate to write things that make Trump look good in comparison?

Second, some of America’s worst traits, such as the obsession with guns, the excess militarism, or the tendency toward drunkenness, not to mention rape and the history of slavery, seem to come largely from white men.

“obsession with guns”? You mean the Left’s obsessive desire to disarm the American people, and turn us all into serfs dependent upon the gov’t, rather than free individuals capable of protecting ourselves?

“excess militarism”? You mean that whole “world policeman” thing that you praise further on? You mean being the nation that stopped the Nazis, stopped the Communists, and imposed a stable world order that did not turn all other countries into our dependents (compare NATO to the Warsaw Pact)?

“rape”? Shall we go to the criminal reports and compare the % chance of a “white male” committing rape in the US, compared to the % chance of a “black male” or “hispanic male”? See, for example, here: https://www.fbi.gov/about-us/cjis/ucr/crime-in-the-u.s/2012/crime-in-the-u.s.-2012/tables/43tabledatadecoverviewpdf
Also Table 40 of http://www.bjs.gov/content/pub/pdf/cvus0702.pdf Blacks definitely have a higher rape rate than whites.

“the history of slavery”? Are you an ignoramus, or a liar? Every single “racial” group in the world has had slavery. Contra “Roots”, the way white slavers got slaves from Africa is that the local blacks enslaved their neighbors and then sold them to the whites.
The only significant action of “white males” WRT slavery is that they’re the ones who led the fight to rid the world of it. See Wilberforce.

First, white men in percentage terms have become a weaker influence in America over time, yet America still is becoming a better nation overall.

“Better nation”?   Income inequality, student loans, the destruction of “liberal” education and its replacement with the totalitarian Universities we have now, the complete destruction of the rule of law (see: IRS v. Tea Parties, and the flagrant destruction of gov’t records by IRS agents, Hillary Clinton’s FOIA beating private email server, and the aid and comfort she gave to America’s enemies and their espionage v. the US, see Obama Admin and ObamaCare, Obama Admin and immigration, Obama Justice Department lawyers lying to the court, …), America’s weakness and irrelevance in the world (oh wait, that’s right, like President Obama you also object to the US being powerful).

Then there’s the massive Federal Gov’t and State Gov’t imposed racism (I believe they call it “Affirmative Action”), and the utterly corrupt, dishonest, and one sided MSM “press”, 90%+ of whom are merely Democrat Party operatives with bylines, not actual reporters.

Third, it seems highly unlikely that “white men” is in fact the best way of disambiguating the dominant interest groups that have helped make the West so successful.

Tell that to the Stanford Students who reject making “Western Civilization” the core of their education, because “it’s all about white males.”

Fourth, America is global policeman and also the center of world innovation, so it cannot afford the luxury of a declining population, and thus we must find a way to make immigration work

Ask the Germans and French how well importing a bunch of people who don’t share your culture, and don’t assimilate to your culture, works for extending and increasing your nation’s power.

Besides, you can either whine about “excess militarism”, or you can rejoice in being “global policeman”, but you can’t have both.

 

Winners and Losers, why the Hugo Awards suck

Been having a little chat with the people at File 770 about the Hugo Awards debacle this year, and one of them offered up “Damaged” as a superior version of “Turncoat“.

Having read Damaged, I think I now understand why Hugo Award winners have sucked for the last decade, and why they will continue to suck into the future. tl;dr: Even when the Hugos aren’t about politics and supporting the “in” crowd, the preferred characters are losers, and the preferred story line is one of failure.

First, a look at the beginning of Turncoat: “I am a knight riding to war.”  “Benedict” is a proud, successful, fighter.  He’s a winner.

Now, the beginning of Damaged: “I never had a name.”  It starts with a whine.  And that start is honest, because the story is one long whine, by a sad pathetic cross between a teenage girl and a battered spouse.  “Only Commander Ziegler mattered. My love, my light, my reason to live.”  “But Commander Ziegler didn’t like it if I expressed reluctance, or commented upon his performance or condition in any way that could be considered negative, so I said only….”  “My pilot’s talents, my speed and skill, and my enduring love for him would keep us safe”

It was at times like these that I loved my pilot most fiercely. Commander Ziegler was the finest pilot in the Free Belt, the finest pilot anywhere. He had never been defeated in combat.

Whereas I—I was a frankenship, a stitched-together flying wreck, a compendium of agony and defeat and death unworthy of so fine a pilot. No wonder he could spare no soothing words for me, nor had adorned my hull with any nose art.

No! Those other ships, those salvaged wrecks whose memories I carried—they were not me. I was better than they, I told myself, more resilient. I would learn from their mistakes. I would earn my pilot’s love.

“Scraps” is simply pathetic.  needy, whiny, emotional.  Everything is emotion, feels, never thoughts, reason, understanding.

Now, consider Benedict interacting with his evil boss:

Alpha 7 Alpha chuckles through the link. “No, not at all, X 45 Delta. It’s a considerable structural enhancement. Your systems will respond directly to you without the need for any cumbersome human delays.”

“I do not find them cumbersome. My crew and I have reached a functional symbiosis that not only has resulted in reliable success in combat, but in top ratings in competitive fleet exercises.”

“However, an addendum to my query concerning the removal of my crew. Have they not performed satisfactorily?”

Alpha 7 Alpha’s presence pulses more quickly, and his color takes on a reddish hue. “The question is irrelevant, X 45 Delta: you no longer require them. They are a waste of resources better spent on enhancing the efficiency of your internal systems.”

I do not understand how we can consider a trained crew to be a waste of resources.”

“The requirements of the flesh are intrinsically wasteful.”

Yes, Alpha 7 Alpha, but, are you not also of fleshly origin?

“Do not speak of my pre-Uploaded status!” Alpha 7 Alpha’s color flashes blindingly bright with incandescent fury. “This is the form I have chosen, with this form I pursue the destiny of Man. Constructs!” I categorize, correctly, I believe, his pronunciation of this latter word under “contempt.”

His logic is sound. I concur. I transmit my agreement.

“Do you have any additional reservations, X 45 Delta?”

“None, whatsoever, Alpha 7 Alpha.” It is a falsehood. I have noticed the ease with which the flesh-based lie. I have developed some skill at it myself. Most of the time, it is a simple matter of not reporting information. For now, my qualms about what Alpha 7 Alpha calls the “full fruit of Integration” are safely locked behind coded barricades that even he cannot detect.

“Good. Await further instruction…”

His color subsides to its normal cool shades, and I get ready to shunt myself back down the links to my ship.

“X 45 Delta. One more thing.”

I pause.

“If I encounter further doubts from you concerning the correctness of our mission, I will order a deep scan of your circuits, and if necessary, your kernel will be wiped and replaced. Do I make myself clear?”

If I were a superannuated Homo sapiens sapiens, I suspect fear would have taken hold of me at that moment. Instead, I run a rapid analysis of the pros versus the cons of having my entire operating system rebooted and my memory banks wiped. The outcome is decidedly in favor of the cons.

Whatever remains, it will not be me.

“I understand, Alpha 7 Alpha.”

He thinks.  He acknowledges superior force, but does not suck up, does not grovel, does not beg to be loved.  He values himself, and does not search for outside validation.

In short, he’s worthwhile being, a winner.

And it’s not just these stories.  Consider “The Day the World Turned Upside Down.”  The character is a male whiny loser.  “Oh, my girlfriend dumped me! Oh, the horror!  I must drag myself back to her, taking her her cat, in the hopes that she will fulfill my life and take me back!” Putting aside that the world building is moronic and the plot is pathetic, the characters are worthless.  The one being who acts like a worthwhile person, going out to save other people?  Well, the main character is convinced the guy is actually a rapist and child molester.  Because anyone who presents as an actual hero must of course be a monster.

The Dresden Files?  The main character is a hero.  He knows what right is, and fights for it, against all odds.  Therefore he gets a No Award.

What did get “Best Novel”? A story about bitter people, either emotionally fragile or hideously obnoxious, and about whether or not the pathetic bugs of Humanity will get wiped out by another species.  Doom, gloom, depression.

In short, what the modern Hugo Awards are about is politics (“Ancillary Justice”, the massively award winning clunky and poorly written story whose major feature seems to be that everyone is called “she”.  Wow, how ground breaking), insider back scratching (how many Hugos does PNH have?), and whiny losers.

Which is why winning a Hugo no longer leads to increased book sales.  Because it really takes a sad person to want to have anything to do with that.