Some Thoughts On The American Experience
by
R. E. Prindle
A couple
articles in the weekend edition (8/10-11/19) of the Wall Street Journal merit
comment. One is by our old flame, Peg
Noonan. In reaction to the latest
Liberal atrocities in El Paso and Dayton Peg is taking a Sentimental Journey
via her favorite songs to when America was America and everything was
alright. Unfortunately she chose that inane
song Moon River to float down stream on her memories. Perhaps Peg should listen to the song more
closely and then relate it to its nutty but also enjoyable movie Breakfast At
Tiffany’s.
Well, Peg
also sent me off on my own sentimental journey but not as a song but to the
mythical American locale called Dog Patch.
Dog Patch was created by the child abuser Al Capp (ne Kaplan) in the daily
and Sunday comic strip of those far off ‘sentimental’ days. Al was more or less an early Jeffrey
Epstein. He was Jewish too; this counts
whether you recognize it or not.
The comic
strip was called Li’l Abner. It featured
a bozo hillbilly and his ditso blonde girl friend, Daisy Mae. Hot stuff.
As innocent as the strip appeared it was actually an insidious demeaning
of the ‘native’ stock. Al’s folks were
immigrants of course, thought few wish to recognize the negative aspects of
immigration.
Capp began
his strip in 1934, I became aware of and familiar with it from about 1950-54
when I was twelve to sixteen. Apparently
I was becoming more alert because I also stopped reading it and Mad Magazine,
another Jewish creation, in 1954 also for the same reason. Not because I knew either was Jewish because
I wasn’t that aware, but because they ridiculed everything that I valued.
Capp began
the strip in 1934 simultaneously with Erskine Caldwell’s two novellas, Tobacco
Road and God’s Little Acre. Caldwell was
openly vicious and hateful in demeaning Southern Whites but certain Northern
Whites revered the volumes. His two
books codified Hillary Clinton’s concept of the Deplorables and the distinction
between good and bad Whites that has been institutionalized today. Capp was more insidious and less open than
Caldwell and actually adorable if you weren’t reading carefully.
Daisy Mae,
Abner’s girl friend, established the fashion for girls’ jeans with the legs cut
off at the crotch. His wicked woman
character, Sadie Hawkins, even had a day set aside for her during my high
school days. By high school however, I
had come to a realization of what Capp was doing and I was actually hostile to
the concept of Sadie Hawkins days, which I found demeaning. And, Capp was intentionally demeaning.
He was
revered as a comic genius until it was discovered that he had a fixation on
little girls, the knowledge of which demeaned him as much as he was demeaning
Whites with his Dog Patch.
When Peg was mooning over Moon River my thoughts
turned to Al Capp and Erskine Caldwell.
For a song my thoughts went to that great American classic, Frankie and
Johnny—rum tum tum,
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