Thank you for your clear explanations to help me understand how to treat new acquaintances who I hope will become good friends, with the proper elements of respect that they are due and expect.
The area in which I grew up was relatively disadvantaged from the sort of rich cultural understandings that you have shared so generously in this piece about Nancy Mace, who so conveniently volunteered for this didactic, to act as the bad example.
Nanny, or is it Nancy, you’re doing yourself no favors. When you look back at all this kabuki theater, you are going to be so embarrassed. I hope you don’t have children.
Nancy Mace is a professional Karen. She continuously pushes and pulls and prods to see what she can get away with, while offering nothing but fake outrage when even mildly called out. What is to be gained by deliberately mispronouncing the Vice President’s name? And what is to be gained by compounding the issue by calling two accomplished Black men, two men who were far far kinder than she deserved, “boys”. WTF Nancy? Congratulations, you’ve successfully identified yourself as a racist asshole whose current goal is apparently outdoing herself in undermining and insulting Black people for the egregious crime of ::checks notes:: being Black? What a smug, hateful [call her whatever you want here].
Things should get a lot easier for Nancy in January, she can call Harris "Madame President" instead. Much easier to remember, although I imagine she'll probably choke on those words.
And here’s to you Mr. Robinson, in all sincerity! As others have noted, Mace is a despicable person that knew damn well what she was saying was most insulting and bigoted. Instead of wearing that silly A on her shirt, someone should send her a B shirt for bigot or bitch (why not both).
It’s a bizarre distortion of reality, the RW blowhards who have made culture war attacks on various demographics pretty much their entire brand and strategy that it’s the left that only wants to talk about ‘wokism’.
I mean, apart from you’re probably a douche if you use that word at all, hell, it’s near a perfect inversion of the reality. In that: I’m pretty sure the left would love not to have to worry at all about whichever minority is next in the crosshairs of the assholes, but that’s only going to happen if those on the right making political hay this way stop pulling that garbage, from the vicious to the just generally rude and shitty.
I mean, if you deliberately punch several people at random in the nose so they bleed, you really can’t complain that other people want to talk about that, that thing you did where you punched all those people in the nose. I mean, sure, they’d probably love to. And right after you stop punching people in the nose and say you’re sorry and maybe everyone is satisfied that you’ve really stopped and aren’t gonna do that again, maybe they’ll get to that. But note the order of those steps.
In a body defined by delusions of grandeur, Nancy Mace might be the most deluded of all. Your Greens, Roys, Boeberts, even your Mike Johnsons know they are playing to their base only and will never cross over. Yet Mace persists in believing she has a future in national politics.
As usual, you reach the heart of the matter... Rep. "National Nancy" Mace's journey will be interesting as the MAGA party implodes this cycle. DKos people call me nuts, but I think we will win "40 States and a District" and this won't be close. After that drubbing the cannibalism in MAGA will take down the "line steppers" as new conspiracy theories and 'Q' drops pit deplorable against deplorable.
This all reminds me of a hard learned lesson from my childhood. Maybe I'll write it up in longer form soon, but the gist is that I lived in the exurbs of Portland, Or when I was little. A Black family moved in to a house very close to ours. Things weren't densely populated (yet -- they would later become so) and so having another child my age to play with was welcome. They hadn't lived there long when the child and his father, Dee Brown, took me on a walk to a park not far away for the 3 of us to shoot baskets together. Brown's son called for the ball, "Dad! Dee! Dad!" I didn't know them at all well yet, so a little later I called for the ball, "Dee! Dee!" There was no defense, just two kids and a nice dad. He would dribble, pass the ball, let whichever kid dribble and encourage them to pass, and once the two of us had passed between ourselves once, he encouraged the second one to shoot.
But I called for the ball, "Dee! Dee!" another time. He looked hurt. Upset. I didn't know why. I just wanted to play. But when I called, "Dee! Dee!" yet another time, he suddenly picked up the ball and decided it was time for us to go home. We'd not been there long, so I knew something had gone very sideways, but I wasn't sure what. I guessed that probably it was because I didn't call him Mr. Brown as I might often do with adults, but I didn't really know him, and his own son had called him Dee once. I thought probably calling him Dee was wrong, but I didn't understand why he didn't just ask me to call him Mr. Brown. I certainly would have.
I don't know Mr. Brown's history, but I remember his full name nearly 50 years later, and the pained look on his face. Calling him Dee instead of Mr. Brown meant something to him, something serious, something fragile and sore. The whole family moved away from that very white area not too much later.
I'll never know the man, but I learned at 5 or 6 what disrespecting someone's name could do, and I lived in a segregated, nearly all white and Latino area of Oregon. The very idea that Mace didn't know exactly what she was saying on that show is laughable. She wanted Harris to feel what Mr Brown felt in the mid-70s. She's racist, sure, but she's also just cruel. If she had been on that basketball court that day while I was learning what not to do, she would have been watching the same thing and picturing what she wanted to grow up to do on national TV.
Nancy Mace is the type of person we should all want as far from power as it is humanly possible to be.
What a sad story. I’m sorry for you. We didn’t come with an instruction book and life is full of lessons. The other child could have said call him Mr Brown but then he was a Child too. So sad.
“Triggering the left” = being called on my bullshit
Mr. Robinson,
Thank you for your clear explanations to help me understand how to treat new acquaintances who I hope will become good friends, with the proper elements of respect that they are due and expect.
The area in which I grew up was relatively disadvantaged from the sort of rich cultural understandings that you have shared so generously in this piece about Nancy Mace, who so conveniently volunteered for this didactic, to act as the bad example.
Nanny, or is it Nancy, you’re doing yourself no favors. When you look back at all this kabuki theater, you are going to be so embarrassed. I hope you don’t have children.
What a despicable person
Numpty Mace it is, weirdo (directed at Mace).
Maybe we should all purposely mispronounce Nancy’s name.
As a Nancy myself, the sickest burn you could deliver is misspelling it. I suggest Nancie
Nancy Mace is a professional Karen. She continuously pushes and pulls and prods to see what she can get away with, while offering nothing but fake outrage when even mildly called out. What is to be gained by deliberately mispronouncing the Vice President’s name? And what is to be gained by compounding the issue by calling two accomplished Black men, two men who were far far kinder than she deserved, “boys”. WTF Nancy? Congratulations, you’ve successfully identified yourself as a racist asshole whose current goal is apparently outdoing herself in undermining and insulting Black people for the egregious crime of ::checks notes:: being Black? What a smug, hateful [call her whatever you want here].
I actually was proud of Abby for pushing back although I can’t watch them anymore. Never seen cnn push back for more then 15 sec at best.
Oh, so she's playing the put her toe over the line name game?
I always hear her name spoken as Nazi Mace.
There ya go. Thats a new one ‘I’m not in a cult’….. yes you are says the black man whom is not a boy.
Things should get a lot easier for Nancy in January, she can call Harris "Madame President" instead. Much easier to remember, although I imagine she'll probably choke on those words.
Mace is a racist. It’s easy to say: « race-ist. »
And here’s to you Mr. Robinson, in all sincerity! As others have noted, Mace is a despicable person that knew damn well what she was saying was most insulting and bigoted. Instead of wearing that silly A on her shirt, someone should send her a B shirt for bigot or bitch (why not both).
I hope her purple district takes her out.
"This petty assault on her given name perhaps proves Dr. Angelou’s point — when people start disrespecting you, they won’t stop until you make them."
Really brought it home.
Wonderful piece, my good sir.
Thank you!
It’s a bizarre distortion of reality, the RW blowhards who have made culture war attacks on various demographics pretty much their entire brand and strategy that it’s the left that only wants to talk about ‘wokism’.
I mean, apart from you’re probably a douche if you use that word at all, hell, it’s near a perfect inversion of the reality. In that: I’m pretty sure the left would love not to have to worry at all about whichever minority is next in the crosshairs of the assholes, but that’s only going to happen if those on the right making political hay this way stop pulling that garbage, from the vicious to the just generally rude and shitty.
I mean, if you deliberately punch several people at random in the nose so they bleed, you really can’t complain that other people want to talk about that, that thing you did where you punched all those people in the nose. I mean, sure, they’d probably love to. And right after you stop punching people in the nose and say you’re sorry and maybe everyone is satisfied that you’ve really stopped and aren’t gonna do that again, maybe they’ll get to that. But note the order of those steps.
In a body defined by delusions of grandeur, Nancy Mace might be the most deluded of all. Your Greens, Roys, Boeberts, even your Mike Johnsons know they are playing to their base only and will never cross over. Yet Mace persists in believing she has a future in national politics.
As usual, you reach the heart of the matter... Rep. "National Nancy" Mace's journey will be interesting as the MAGA party implodes this cycle. DKos people call me nuts, but I think we will win "40 States and a District" and this won't be close. After that drubbing the cannibalism in MAGA will take down the "line steppers" as new conspiracy theories and 'Q' drops pit deplorable against deplorable.
Where does Mace land...? Only Fans?
Namaste, SER
This all reminds me of a hard learned lesson from my childhood. Maybe I'll write it up in longer form soon, but the gist is that I lived in the exurbs of Portland, Or when I was little. A Black family moved in to a house very close to ours. Things weren't densely populated (yet -- they would later become so) and so having another child my age to play with was welcome. They hadn't lived there long when the child and his father, Dee Brown, took me on a walk to a park not far away for the 3 of us to shoot baskets together. Brown's son called for the ball, "Dad! Dee! Dad!" I didn't know them at all well yet, so a little later I called for the ball, "Dee! Dee!" There was no defense, just two kids and a nice dad. He would dribble, pass the ball, let whichever kid dribble and encourage them to pass, and once the two of us had passed between ourselves once, he encouraged the second one to shoot.
But I called for the ball, "Dee! Dee!" another time. He looked hurt. Upset. I didn't know why. I just wanted to play. But when I called, "Dee! Dee!" yet another time, he suddenly picked up the ball and decided it was time for us to go home. We'd not been there long, so I knew something had gone very sideways, but I wasn't sure what. I guessed that probably it was because I didn't call him Mr. Brown as I might often do with adults, but I didn't really know him, and his own son had called him Dee once. I thought probably calling him Dee was wrong, but I didn't understand why he didn't just ask me to call him Mr. Brown. I certainly would have.
I don't know Mr. Brown's history, but I remember his full name nearly 50 years later, and the pained look on his face. Calling him Dee instead of Mr. Brown meant something to him, something serious, something fragile and sore. The whole family moved away from that very white area not too much later.
I'll never know the man, but I learned at 5 or 6 what disrespecting someone's name could do, and I lived in a segregated, nearly all white and Latino area of Oregon. The very idea that Mace didn't know exactly what she was saying on that show is laughable. She wanted Harris to feel what Mr Brown felt in the mid-70s. She's racist, sure, but she's also just cruel. If she had been on that basketball court that day while I was learning what not to do, she would have been watching the same thing and picturing what she wanted to grow up to do on national TV.
Nancy Mace is the type of person we should all want as far from power as it is humanly possible to be.
What a sad story. I’m sorry for you. We didn’t come with an instruction book and life is full of lessons. The other child could have said call him Mr Brown but then he was a Child too. So sad.
Mace is an asshole
Thank you for sharing your humanity
No lies detected.