Kulture Klash: The Elite/Deplorable Divide is probably unbridgeable

There is a really, really good post about the disconnected condescension Our Betters hold for us deplorable plebeians over at a site I never heard of until today.

The post is titled Poisoned Fruit of the Poisoned Tree and it’s linked here to the home site The Daily Brief.

A taste:

This week, the month-long mystery of the missing college student, Mollie Tibbits, was sadly resolved, with the discovery of her body in a local cornfield.

Political shining star Senator Elizabeth Warren, when asked for a reaction to the Tibbits murder, immediately pivoted to opine indignantly on the matter of children separated from their mothers at the US border, apparently seeing that as a matter of higher priority than of crimes committed by illegal aliens after they cross the border – a remarkably tone-deaf reaction. Or maybe not, considering that Senator Warren speaks from a position ‘ex cathedra’ reflecting, “the set of values and beliefs that justify the existing order of society and, not coincidentally, the privileged place of the managerial aristocracy in that order.” In other words, as a member of the American ruling class, to whom uncounted numbers of illegal immigrants to the country mean restaurants with exotic new international cuisines, very cheap labor, and well-cultivated vote-plantations – an in-the-pocket electorate so much more obedient than stiff-necked members of the middle and working class. Such citizens have, of late, been much less biddable than their betters would wish; witness such indicators of deep dissatisfaction as the Tea Party, the election of Donald Trump, and the Just Walk Away movement.

To the ruling class, an affection for, the sheltering of, and the unstinting support for undocumented immigrants is an unmitigated good. All the benefits listed in the previous paragraph, along with being able to conspicuously virtue-signal, accrue to the ruling class, secure in their wealth, their gated communities, social clubs and private schools. All the disadvantages, hazards, and expenses both social and actual land like a ton of bricks on everyone else


I am sometimes asked why I support Trump, given all his (in their eyes) obvious deficiencies, outright lies,  scurrilousness and general resemblance to Satan and/or Hitler, depending.

My response is usually a riff on the following:

“I would be happy to support a candidate of your choosing if said candidate did not condescend to me, took seriously my unease about illegal immigration and took actions on them, did not wish to raise my taxes to support the European Union militarily or economically, did not regularly insult me or call me horrid names, denigrate my religious beliefs and exhibited a small measure of the respect and concern that is regularly lavished upon 13%, 3% and .008% of my citizen peers on a more than regular basis – particularly when all I have expressed previously is used as a cudgel against me.”

At which point best case heads are shaken and worst case I am called a fascist and threatened with a good old fashioned throat punching.

Which, I suppose, according to Prevalent Elite Think, I richly deserve…

Bruno Strozek

Written by Bruno Strozek

Bruno Strozek is the author of occasionally semi-coherent piffle and has been a Writer/Editor at Sparta Report since July 2016.

Strozek, along with his alter-egos the decadent, drug-addled Sixties refugee Uncle Bruno and his intolerably feminist SJW Cousin Brunoetta have been riding the not-yet crested wave of deplorability with posts covering politics, sports, entertainment and zombies.

Aptly described as both "hilarious and deeply disturbed" Strozek has enthusiastically embraced the recommendation of the late Raoul Duke that "when the going gets weird the weird turn pro."

Although he has fallen far short of his bucket-list goal of writing for such respectable rags as The National Enquirer and The Weekly World News Strozek is grateful for the opportunity to pen his unhinged screeds at Sparta Report and is constantly amazed and delighted at the reception his pieces receive in the cements.


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