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The National Review Racist Firesale, John O’Sullivan Edition

By ABL
Tuesday, April 17, 2012 20:08 EDT
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Rich Lowry has a problem on his hands. The racists over at National Review are popping up like gophers on a golf course.

After dropping John Derbyshire from National Review like a hot racist potato, Lowry solemnly noted the following:

Needless to say, no one at National Review shares Derb’s appalling view of what parents supposedly should tell their kids about blacks in this instantly notorious piece here.

Days later, we found out that it wasn’t true that “no one at National Review” was a racist-ass racist, as Lowry was forced to kick yet another racist to the curb:

“Unbeknowst to us, occasional Phi Beta Cons contributor Robert Weissberg (whose book was published a few years ago by Transaction) participated in an American Renaissance conference where he delivered a noxious talk about the future of white nationalism.”

And just yesterday, Gus over at Little Green Footballs exposed yet another racist-ass racist at National Review. This time, it’s John O’Sullivan, who was — get this — on the board of directors of a white nationalist group.  The board of directors!

Documents obtained from Guidestar reveal that John O’Sullivan — former editor and current staff writer and “editor-at-large” for National Review — is listed on the board of directors for the white nationalist organization Lexington Research Institute Limited (aka The VDare Foundation) most commonly known as VDare.

Form 990s obtained from Guidestar reveal he was on their board from 2009 to 2010 with the overview report indicating him on the board of VDare from the 2006 to 2010 (Fiscal year ending on December 31, 2010).

(LGF has much more.)

Hilariously, here is an excerpt of John O’Sullivan’s ramblings about the firing of John Derbyshire:

Moreover, I fear that Mark Steyn is right in saying that Derb’s departure will further narrow the already narrow limits of acceptable debate in American intellectual life. The tumbrils are already rolling, with Elspeth Reeve at the Atlantic Wire denouncing Victor Davis Hanson on obscure grounds and calling for a campaign to drive “racist” writers from their jobs. Driving people from their jobs, causing them to lose health insurance, bringing distress to their spouses and children — this seems a curious ambition for a young journalist of (presumably) liberal bent. Fifty years ago liberals denounced McCarthy for driving people from their jobs because, as Communists, they were supporting a state that was genocidal at the time. They raged against “guilt by association.” Are they now anxious to have their own witch-hunts against racists? But who will define “racist”? Will it be Ms. Reeve? Or a committee of public safety? Set up by whom? And will Ms. Reeve herself have to appear before this tribunal, having written several times for Taki’s Magazine and being therefore a colleague of Derb’s at one remove and so guilty by association? To get the nasty and vicious flavor of this enterprise, read the comments from the Internet Left where perhaps the most common theme is that National Review fired John because we are racists attempting to conceal our racism that he made uncomfortably explicit. There’s no pleasing such people, and we shouldn’t try pleasing them anyway.

Hey, John?  I certainly cannot define the entire universe of “racist” but I can tell you that sitting on the fucking board of directors of a white nationalist organization is unquestionably racist.  It’s as racist as “racist” gets.

And Lowry?  Duuude.  Seriously.  What is going over at National Review?  You need to get your shit together, bro.  And this time, when you fire John O’Sullivan (or should I say “if you fire John O’Sullivan,” because if you fire ALL THE RACISTS, who will be left to write for NRO?), please call a spade a spade, and a racist a racist. It’s not “noxious” or “appalling.”  It’s racist, and it has no place in civilized discourse.

We’re not stupid and neither should you pretend to be.  Just say it: RACIST.

image via Amanda Underwood, all rights reserved.

ABL
ABL
ABL aka Angry Black Lady aka Imani Gandy is a recovering attorney with a burning love of fire and perfectly-constructed sentences. The “anger” portion of her moniker stems not from her displeasure at the hellscape that American politics has become, but rather is a symptom of the pituitary tumor which has been indefinitely detained in her brain since 2006. When she’s not pointing out that people are wrong on the Internet – or writing for Balloon Juice, The Grio, The Team Uterati Wiki Project, or RH Reality Check -- she likes long sits on the beach. Also, she thinks gravity is a real downer. You can follow her on Twitter at @AngryBlackLady.
 
 
 
 
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