“He’s eatin’ bagels, he’s eatin’ chitlins… ”

While some short-sighted Jews are still reveling in their joy and bliss over the White House Hanukah celebration earlier this month, which featured Hasids praying and davening in the White House, kosher cooking in the White House kitchen, and exquisite sensitivity to Orthodox Jewish rules including the prohibition of hand-shaking between unrelated men and women (e.g., Hasidic women invited as guests to the White House cannot shake hands with the President of the United States), President Bush has demonstrated the real meaning and value of such ethno-religious pandering by issuing “Happy Kwanzaa” wishes to “African Americans and people around the world” who celebrate the holiday—all “dozens and dozens of them,” as a wag at Free Republic puts it. Kwanza, of course, was invented by a violent black nationalist named Ron Karenga, who served four years in jail in the early 1970s for torturing two women (see information on this at Wikipedia).

Bob Dylan amiably satirized the ethnic pandering of politicians back in a more innocent time when the practice was less damaging and more forgivable:

Now, the man on the stand he wants my vote
He’s a-runnin’ for office on the ballot note
He’s out there preachin’ in front of the steeple
Tellin’ me he loves all kinds-a people
(He’s eatin’ bagels
He’s eatin’ pizza
He’s eatin’ chitlins).

In keeping with the season spirit, a Freeper by the name of Lightman wrote a fun Kwaanza song (fortunately I copied it before Free Republic deleted the thread, apparently to suppress criticism of El Presidente):

On the first day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
A Marxist in a red tree.

On the second day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.

On the third day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Three Dixie Chicks.
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.

On the fourth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Four Lenin busts.
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.

On the fifth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Five fel-on-ies.
Four Lenin busts,
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.

On the sixth day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Six Castro jumpsuits.
Five fel-on-ies,
Four Lenin busts,
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree.

On the seventh day of Kwanzaa Karenga gave to me
Seven Mao pajamas,
Six Castro jumpsuits,
Five fel-on-ies,
Four Lenin busts
Three Dixie Chicks,
Two Jaily birds,
And a Marxist in a red tree

Posted by Lawrence Auster at December 26, 2005 02:58 PM | Send