The Ballad of the Wise Latina
by Philip M.:
Said the Wise Latina Mother to her Wise Latina Daughter
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“It’s plain to see you cannot be a Wise Latina porter
Or Wise Latina chambermaid, and so you must agree
To leave this Wise Latina state, my Wise Latina family.”
So they packed their Wise Latina bags, board the Wise Latina plane,
Said sad goodbye with tearful eye to Wise Latina rain:
“No more shall Wise Latina skies beat down on Wise Latina faces
Nor sun be hot, for we cast our lot with lesser Dumb White races!”
They moved to Dumb White country, only took the Dumb White best
She went to Dumb White public schools, passed Dumb White entrance test
On the back of Dumb White guilt becomes a moody High-Court Judge:
“Now let Dumb Whites flee, with bitter plea, my Wise Latina grudge!”
Thanks very much to Philip for this. I think it really works. The complement of the Dumb Latina is the Dumb White, from whom the Wise Latina gets everything, yet despises and then displaces.
By the way, that’s the first time I’ve seen “judge” rhymed with “grudge” since Bob Dylan’s “Most Likely You Go Your Way (And I’ll Go Mine),” from Blonde on Blonde. Here’s the recording.
Dylan’s lyric (not for the first time) is pretty appropriate to our situation:
Well the judge
There is now on the U.S. Supreme Court an intellectually sub-par Puerto Rican woman whose entire career has been essentially founded on a grudge against whites, a judge who makes her pro-Hispanic, anti-white agenda an explicit element in her judging. “The judge, she holds a grudge.”
He holds a grudge
He’s gonna call on you.
But he’s badly built
And he walks on stilts
Watch out he don’t fall on you.
Sotomayor is not the first of that kind, however. Another Supreme Court sub-competent, Thurgood Marshall, openly stated to one of his colleagues that the philosophy behind his judging was that “It’s our [blacks’] turn now.”
Tim W. writes:
McCartney rhymed judge and grudge in Band on the Run (1974):
And the county judge
Who held a grudge
Would search forever more
For the Band on the Run
Yes, I remember that lyric.
Philip M. writes:
The English singer Morrissey (of Irish extraction), who used to be in The Smiths and is now a solo artist, is to me what Dylan is to you, Lawrence. On his song, “The More You Ignore Me The Closer I Get,” he includes the line:
Beware, I bear more grudges
This is from 1994.
Than lonely High-Court judges”
He is better than Dylan, by the way. My favourite Smith’s lyric is:
I decree today that life is simply taking and not giving,
England is mine, and it owes me a living.
Ah hah. So now we see your inspriration for your final two lines.
Posted by Lawrence Auster at August 08, 2009 04:36 PM | Send