How One Black Man Came to Be What Liberals Call “Racist”
Never in 1,000 years did I imagine that I would end up the person that I am today: a black race realist — someone who believes IQ is normally distributed and that averages may differ among races the same way other genetic variables do. Two things contributed to my conversion to race realism. The first was my training — I have an MS in chemistry — and the second was a lot of life experience.
How did my training help lead to my conversion? A chemist looks at a system, without prejudice, and in a process called abductive reasoning, tries to choose the best explanation.
Life in China (since age 26)
If you have Chinese people in a fishing village, they will turn it into a city. If you have the same number of black people, it will stay a fishing village. Or if you let them take over a city — Detroit, for example — it will stop from being a functioning, gleaming city and become something more like a fishing village.
Social Media, etc.
Facebook is depressing. Probably about 40 percent of my Facebook friends are black, and they share way too much about the minutiae of their lives. You have to read about every single time they pull into McDonald’s. They also come up with about 90 percent of the worst, most poorly reasoned arguments. You name it, I’ve read it: Black Egypt, Marxism, legal pontification on the Trayvon Martin case by people who can’t spell.
I’ve argued on Facebook until I was almost blue in the face that when someone attacks you and you fear for your life you are justified in defending yourself. I have also pointed out that most black people are killed by other black people, and that proportionately far more white people are killed by blacks than the other way around.
It just became too much for me. It uses up all your energy to argue with even one unintelligent person. Try arguing with 40 million people, most of whom don’t have it together.