By: Brent Parrish
You know, sometimes you just like to put on some nice clothes and go to the symphony. Or maybe dress casual and go out to eat and order your favorite chicken sandwich … enjoy some “quality time” with your friends or loved ones.
All good. Right?
Nope, not if the “social justice warriors” have anything to do about it.
Our first example of why I can’t do liberalism comes to us from none other than Ferguson, Missouri.
Rebecca Rivas of the St. Louis American newspaper reported:
Just after intermission, about 50 people disrupted the St. Louis Symphony’s performance of Brahms Requiem on Saturday night, singing “Justice for Mike Brown.”
As symphony conductor Markus Stenz stepped to the podium to begin the second act of German Requiem, one middle-aged African-American man stood up in the middle of the theater and sang, “What side are you on friend, what side are you on?”
In an operatic voice, another woman located a few rows away stood up and joined him singing, “Justice for Mike Brown is justice for us all.” Several more audience members sprinkled throughout the theater and in the balcony rose up and joined in the singing.
Those in the balcony lowered white banners about 15 feet long with black spray-painted letters that said, “ Requiem for Mike Brown 1996-2014” and “Racism lives here,” with an arrow pointed to a picture of the St. Louis Arch. Another banner said, “Rise up and join the movement.”
Stenz stood stoically and listened to the demonstrators’ performance. Some onlookers were outraged and start spewing expletives. Others stood up and started clapping. Most seemed stunned and simply watched.
What’s the point in all of this? Oh yeah, “no justice, no peace.” See, the assumption by our disruptive social justice warriors is the symphony audience is primarily composed of the vile “one-percent”—people who live “lush, cushy” lives of ease, and treat black Americans like “animals.” Our Marxist comrades simply call them the “bourgeoisie” (or “bourgeois,” if you prefer the masculine form).
See, our social justice warriors have a new lovable label for it now. It’s called “disruptive innovation.” Actually, it’s called a “temper tantrum.” Think unruly children banging their fists against their collective high-chairs … poorly-behaved, ill-disciplined individuals who believe their precious “social cause” is of such paramount importance that it provides them (at least in their eyes) carte blanche to behave in an utterly obnoxious manner in order to coerce and force people to throw up their hands in disgust and exclaim, “Alright, alright, already, I’ll do whatever you say, just stop.”
It’s always about the ism with this social justice warrior crew. It’s how you bring about “change,” or something. Of course, you never get to know exactly what that “change” entails. That’s the purview of the Intelligent Minority, i.e. the ruling elites. You just need to know we need “change” … the progressive kind. Just do what you’re told. It’s for the greater good—for sustainability, wellness, public safety, medical marijuana and the annihilation of capitalism.
From an object-oriented programming perspective, you could consider Disruptivism an abstract class that inherits many of its attributes and behaviors from the Marxian class, which inherits from the Ism super-class. A real life example of an instantiation of the Disruptivism class is the #DisruptSpeciesism hashtag object (see video below).
Wow. Kelly really delivered a heartfelt and gut-wrenching speech about her “little girl, Snow.” I don’t know about you, but I like my “Snow” well-done. But I digress. This is how you bring about “radical social change” implementing the #DisruptSpeciesism hashtag object.
It’s rather ironic when the very people who come to disrupt your dinner are the very ones who claim they’re doing it for the lofty cause of “common decency, fairness, and ‘liberty for all.'” Well, I consider it “common decency” to find an appropriate venue to voice your “social concerns” and not interrupt me while I’m sittin’ down for chow. I think that’s fair. And eating my dinner without being rudely interrupted is a liberty and right worth fighting for.