Excuse me! Neither I, nor anyone else, has said this was “harmless silly fun,” or that these kids weren’t racist. Of course they were racist! I don’t need to know anything about them other than they thought it was fun to sing this song to know they are racist.
I agree with almost everything Cardinal Fang says in #703 (which is a good deal more nuanced than some of the things she was saying a few hundred posts ago). I’m just not as certain as she is what implication I draw from that. If one of my kids had done this, they would face real fury at home, but one of my kids would never, ever have done something like this.
Look. There are people in the world who think it’s a good idea to lynch Black people. Those are really dangerous people. These kids are not those people. These kids are dangerous, too, but dangerous in a different, and far less dire, way, and conflating the two does not really help anyone address the particular threat from either group.
In the same vein, yesterday morning on NPR there was a segment that included part of an interview with a 12-year-old Palestinian boy whose ambition when he grows up – which will be soon, since he is essentially deprived of any real educational opportunity – is to kill all the Jews. All of them. He meant it, you could tell, although of course he didn’t really understand the meaning of what he meant. There’s very little in common between him and some frat boy who may tell kike jokes.
My first week in college, I heard explicitly anti-Semitic comments from two people who, at another school, could easily have been SAE members, addressed particularly to me. One of them was one of my new roommates, and after we had known each other for maybe 10 minutes he said, “They told me back home this was going to be Jew Haven, but I had no idea it would be this bad.” He was being a snotty jerk. We’re still friends 40 years later. He’s probably still somewhat anti-Semitic, but he doesn’t act on it, so who cares? The other, from the rural Southwest, on hearing my name, asked me if I was Jewish, and then commented laconically “There’s a Jewish family in my town. Own everything.” He cleaned up real well as he grew up, and he’s a prominent and respected public servant, who is deeply embarrassed by his 18 year-old self.
Obviously, those things bothered me 40 years ago, and I sure haven’t forgotten them. They were harmful; they weren’t OK. But they weren’t an existential threat, either, and shouldn’t have been dealt with like one.