No Labels Implies No Brains

“Not left. Not right. Forward.”

The No Labels organizational slogan. (HT: Ann Althouse)

Like Ann Althouse, I’m profoundly unimpressed by the whole concept of “No Labels.” They claim to be Grass Roots Moderates seeking to build a movement for political independents. How that differs from an impotence support group, holding an inaugural circle-jerk, I’m not quite sure.

Oh, and nothing quite reminds us of Malcolm X’s “Message to The Grass Roots” like a party for journalists, hosted by two K-Street Flunkies, and headlined by the Billionaire Mayor of New York City.

We want to have just an off—the—cuff chat between you and me —— us. We want to talk right down to earth in a language that everybody here can easily understand. We all agree tonight, all of the speakers have agreed, that America has a very serious problem.

– Malcolm X, 10 Oct 1963. (HT: TeachingAmericanHistory.com)

Yes, for all his passionate desires to kill and then flambé people who look an awful lot like your humble blogger, Malcolm X was then and would still be now; magnificently right. America does have a problem. America, yeah verily, does have a discriminatory class system aimed at keeping certain people as far away from power as possible.

America has increasingly adopted what George Orwell once described as Oligarchical Collectivism. The “smart and sane people” have increasingly formed an exclusive hierarchy of domineering and sneering technocrats. They exist to tell the unedumachayted masses out there in Jeebusstan what is good for them. And when anyone has a particular problem with that, the condescending (redacted) rally to “restore sanity.”

Worse even than the nefarious intent of “No Labels”; would be the crushing enstupidation that would characterize a world with no labels. Not right, not left; but Forward! Forward to what? Perhaps a firing squad. Perhaps we’ve just joined The Charge of The Light Brigade. Our Feudal Oversmirks make the decisions. We, the humble peons just shut up and execute. The brilliant Mayor of New York knows better, you see.

But as functional human beings; we label, we question, and then we dispute. These fundamental characteristics have differentiated the human race as sentient animals with dominion over the planet. Some mushrooms are yummy, others are toxic. We label to know the difference.

When we relate to others the scriptures advise us that “By their fruits ye shall now them!” We label those fruits to tell them apart and make distinctions. One group of political functionaries believes we should sacrifice our personal liberties and property more so that it can be more equitably distributed to those in need. Another group believes we are only inspired to do great and worthy things when ultimately are allowed to keep much of the fruits of our labor.

This is a vital distinction between the two groups who seek to run our nation. We need good, descriptive labels to tell these groups apart and choose between them on Election Day to the best of our human abilities. If you, as a human, fail to practice discrimination every day that you are awake, you could easily have a very tragic and unsuccessful life.

No labels implies no brains. People who apply no labels are enstupidated, ineluctable zombies. They are sheep who foolishly put their belief in the ravening wolves. People who apply no labels are what’s for dinner. No Labels got started because Stewart and Colbert’s “March to Restore Smugness” didn’t quite succeed in herding the wayward sheep back into the pen.

The situation is similar to what Malcolm X described in his critique of the Civil Rights movement as sanctioned by the political classes.

It’s just like when you’ve got some coffee that’s too black, which means it’s too strong. What you do? You integrate it with cream; you make it weak. If you pour too much cream in, you won’t even know you ever had coffee. It used to be hot, it becomes cool. It used to be strong, it becomes weak. It used to wake you up, now it’ll put you to sleep. This is what they did with the march on Washington. They joined it. They didn’t integrate it; they infiltrated it. They joined it, became a part of it, took it over. And as they took it over, it lost its militancy. They ceased to be angry. They ceased to be hot. They ceased to be uncompromising. Why, it even ceased to be a march. It became a picnic, a circus. Nothing but a circus, with clowns and all.

– Malcolm X, Ob. Cit.

That’s what “No Labels” wants. They want tame, they want lame; they ultimately seek to turn activists into sheep. Just shut up and let them plug you back into The Matrix. Don’t worry your pretty, little heads about all that hard thinking and stuff. The Inner Party sits atop the pyramid to do all that for you. Never mind that they socialize the losses, privatize the gains, not right, not left; just forward!