The Age Of Intolerance

The forces of “tolerance” are intolerant of anything less than full-blown celebratory approval.
By Mark Steyn

National Review – Last week, following the public apology of an English comedian and the arrest of a fellow British subject both for making somewhat feeble Mandela gags, I noted that supposedly free societies were increasingly perilous places for those who make an infelicitous remark. So let’s pick up where we left off:

Here are two jokes one can no longer tell on American television. But you can still find them in the archives, out on the edge of town, in Sub-Basement Level 12 of the ever-expanding Smithsonian Mausoleum of the Unsayable. First, Bob Hope, touring the world in the year or so after the passage of the 1975 Consenting Adult Sex Bill:

“I’ve just flown in from California, where they’ve made homosexuality legal. I thought I’d get out before they make it compulsory.”

For Hope, this was an oddly profound gag, discerning even at the dawn of the Age of Tolerance that there was something inherently coercive about the enterprise. Soon it would be insufficient merely to be “tolerant” — warily accepting, blithely indifferent, mildly amused, tepidly supportive, according to taste. The forces of “tolerance” would become intolerant of anything less than full-blown celebratory approval.

Second joke from the archives: Dean Martin and Frank Sinatra kept this one in the act for a quarter-century. On stage, Dino used to have a bit of business where he’d refill his tumbler and ask Frank, “How do you make a fruit cordial?” And Sinatra would respond, “I dunno. How do you make a fruit cordial?” And Dean would say, “Be nice to him.”

But no matter how nice you are, it’s never enough. Duck Dynasty’s Phil Robertson, in his career-detonating interview with GQ, gave a rather thoughtful vernacular exegesis of the Bible’s line on sin, while carefully insisting that he and other Christians are obligated to love all sinners and leave it to the Almighty to adjudicate the competing charms of drunkards, fornicators, and homosexuals. Nevertheless, GLAAD — “the gatekeepers of politically correct gayness” as the (gay) novelist Bret Easton Ellis sneered — saw their opportunity and seized it. By taking out TV’s leading cable star, they would teach an important lesson pour encourager les autres — that espousing conventional Christian morality, even off-air, is incompatible with American celebrity.

Some of my comrades, who really should know better, wonder why, instead of insisting Robertson be defenestrated, GLAAD wouldn’t rather “start a conversation.” But, if you don’t need to, why bother? Most Christian opponents of gay marriage oppose gay marriage; they don’t oppose the right of gays to advocate it. Yet thug groups like GLAAD increasingly oppose the right of Christians even to argue their corner. It’s quicker and more effective to silence them.

As Christian bakers ordered to provide wedding cakes for gay nuptials and many others well understand, America’s much-vaunted “freedom of religion” is dwindling down to something you can exercise behind closed doors in the privacy of your own abode or at a specialist venue for those of such tastes for an hour or so on Sunday morning, but when you enter the public square you have to leave your faith back home hanging in the closet. Yet even this reductive consolation is not permitted to Robertson: GLAAD spokesgay Wilson Cruz declared that “Phil and his family claim to be Christian, but Phil’s lies about an entire community fly in the face of what true Christians believe.” Robertson was quoting the New Testament, but hey, what do those guys know? In today’s America, land of the Obamacare Pajama Boy, Jesus is basically Nightshirt Boy, a fey non-judgmental dweeb who’s cool with whatever. What GLAAD is attempting would be called, were it applied to any other identity group, “cultural appropriation.”

In the broader sense, it’s totalitarian. While American gays were stuffing and mounting the duck hunter in their trophy room, the Prince of Wales was celebrating Advent with Christian refugees from the Middle East, and noting that the land in which Christ and Christianity were born is now the region boasting “the lowest concentration of Christians in the world — just four percent of the population.” It will be three, and two, and one percent soon enough, for there is a totalitarian impulse in resurgent Islam — and not just in Araby. A few miles from Buckingham Palace, Muslims in London’s East End are now sufficiently confident to go around warning local shopkeepers to cease selling alcohol. In theory, you might still enjoy the right to sell beer in Tower Hamlets or be a practicing Christian in Iraq, but in reality not so much. The asphyxiating embrace of ideological conformity was famously captured by Nikolai Krylenko, the People’s Commissar for Justice, in a speech to the Soviet Congress of Chess Players in 1932, at which he attacked the very concept of “the neutrality of chess.” It was necessary for chess to be Sovietized like everything else. “We must organize shock brigades of chess players, and begin immediate realization of a Five-Year Plan for chess,” he declared.

Six years later, the political winds having shifted, Krylenko was executed as an enemy of the people. But his spirit lives on among the Commissars of Gay Compliance at GLAAD. It is not enough to have gay marriage for gays. Everything must be gayed. There must be Five-Year Gay Plans for American bakeries, and the Christian church, and reality TV. There must be shock brigades of gay duck-hunters honking out the party line deep in the backwoods of the proletariat. Obamacare pajama models, if not yet mandatorily gay, can only be dressed in tartan onesies and accessorized with hot chocolate so as to communicate to the Republic’s maidenhood what a thankless endeavor heterosexuality is in contemporary America.

Look, I’m an effete foreigner who likes show tunes. My Broadway book was on a list of “Twelve Books Every Gay Man Should Read.” Andrew Sullivan said my beard was hot. Leonard Bernstein stuck his tongue in my mouth (long story). But I’m not interested in living in a world where we have to tiptoe around on ever thinner eggshells. If it’s a choice between having celebrity chefs who admit to having used the N-word in 1977 (or 1965, or 1948, or whenever the hell it was) and reality-show duck-hunters who quote Corinthians and Alec Baldwin bawling out some worthless paparazzo who’s doorstepping his family with a “homophobic” slur, or having all of them banished from public life and thousands upon millions more too cowed and craven to speak lest the same fate befall them, I’ll take the former any day.

Because the latter culture would be too boring for any self-respecting individual to want to live in, even more bloody boring than the current TV landscape where, aside from occasional eruptions of unerotic twerking by sexless skanks, every other show seems to involve snippy little Pajama Boys sitting around snarking at each other in the antiseptic eunuch pose that now passes for “ironic.” It’s “irony” as the last circle of Dante’s cultural drain; it’s why every show advertised as “edgy” and “transgressive” offers the same pitiful combination of attitude and impotence as a spayed cat humping.

Such a pansified culture is going nowhere. I hasten to add I don’t mean “pansified” in the sense of penetrative sex with other men, but in the Sarah Silverman sense of “I mean ‘gay’ like ‘retarded.’” Miss Silverman can get away with that kind of talk because she’s a Pajama Boy–friendly ironist posing as a homophobic disablist. Unless, of course, she’s a homophobic disablist posing as a Pajama Boy–friendly ironist. Maybe we should ban her just to be on the safe side.

How do you make a fruit cordial?

Be nice to him. Or else.


  1. The cop in that poster looks gay.

    Have you guys seen this? Its a celebration alright -- you gotta get with the program.

  2. “To learn who rules over you, simply find out who you are not allowed to criticize.” Voltaire

    “pansified culture”

    That’s it in a nutshell. Yet someone must rule. By letting it come to this we would create a power vacuum except we all know nature abhors a vacuum. Allowing ourselves to become pansified means more dedicated and extreme elements now have the opportunity to rule over us. Enter stage left the gays, lesbians, bi-sexuals, feminists and transgenders and stage right the Negroes, Moslems and culture distorters.

    Democracy is an illusion. All you need to rule a nation is 10,000 or so extremists. Probably a lot less with a nation of pansies.

    Have you noticed the the right wing is not allowed to have its extreme elements? Now they are working on eliminating moderate Christians. All the others can be as extreme as they like and get away with it.

  3. More Mark Steyn

    Re-Education Camp

    A commenter, referring to Steyn’s editor, states:

    His is the nannyish, “let’s be nice” refrain we’ve heard for decades from certain quarters of the putative right. It’s the ‘ol Bob Dole, John McCain “go along to get along” that loses every time with a smile and curtsey that is rightly interpreted by the left as a craven “thank you master may I have another.”

  4. Jesse Smells Money

    Reverend Jesse Jackson has weighed in on the controversy surrounding Duck Dynasty, comparing Phil Robertson to the driver who had ordered Rosa Parks to sit in the back of the bus.

    The 67-year-old Robertson family patriarch and star of the mega-hit A&E reality show has unleashed a firestorm earlier this month after making anti-gay remarks in a interview with GQ.

    In the wake of the scandal, A&E had suspended Robertson from the show and Cracker Barrel restaurants briefly pulled some of his merchandise from their country stores.

    But less than 48 hours after that decision was made, the chain of restaurants was met with flurry of negative comments from customers and has since decided to restock Robertson’s products.

    For Reverend Jackson and his Rainbow PUSH Coalition, as well as for the LGBT organization GLAAD, these attempts at damage control have been insufficient.

    ‘These statements uttered by Robertson are more offensive than the bus driver in Montgomery, Alabama, more than 59 years ago,’ Jackson said in a statement obtained by ABC News.

    ‘At least the bus driver, who ordered Rosa Parks to surrender her seat to a white person, was following state law.

    ‘Robertson’s statements were uttered freely and openly without cover of the law, within a context of what he seemed to believe was “white privilege.”’

    In his statement, the 72-year-old civil rights leader demanded to meet within 72 hours with A&E executives and Cracker Barrel’s CEO to discuss the future of Duck Dynasty memorabilia.

    Jackson also urged the network to uphold Robertson’s indefinite suspension from the popular program.

  5. People these days are victimised for claiming that homosexuality is a sexual perversion. It struck me that ‘first they came for the’ Holocaust Deniers. Silly thing to say? Yet check this out from the Southern Poverty Law Center:

    Regardless of Robertson’s personal experiences, this idea that African Americans had it good during Jim Crow is the same kind of historical revisionism that we hear from Holocaust deniers who want us to ignore the lessons of history. It must be denounced loudly and clearly.


    Also when you give an inch they always want to take a mile:

    Same-sex Couple to “Wed” on Rose Parade Float

    Why can’t they just be discrete about it? Now we have to be the discrete ones.

  6. The A&E channel has reversed its decision to drop “Duck Dynasty” patriarch Phil Robertson from the show for his remarks about gay people.

    In a statement released on Friday, A&E said it decided to bring Robertson back after discussions with the Robertson family and “numerous advocacy groups”.

    The channel had put Robertson on what it called “hiatus” following his comments in a GQ magazine article about how the Bible informs his view of gay people.

    His comments were attacked by groups including GLAAD, the gay media watch organisation.

    But A&E’s decision drew a backlash from those who said they supported Robertson’s comments and others who defended him on the basis of freedom of speech.

    Conservative politicians and fans said that Robertson’s beliefs were consistent with the Bible.

    “Duck Dynasty” ranks among the most-watched cable television programmes and averages about eight million viewers per episode.

    Its fifth season is due to begin on January 15.

    By lifting Robertson’s suspension after nine days, A&E assures that the 67-year-old will not miss production of the series’ sixth season.

    Rednecks Win!

  7. Hell, I thought the Rosa Parks debacle had been revealed many blue moons ago. I’m more concerned about the likes of Louis Farrakhan and his ‘farm’ property in the city of -- Chicago. Phil was just another distraction that came at the opportune moment, so Congress could screw veterans and reward the Alien Invasion. And then Boss Gangsta does the Boot Scoot Boogie off to the land of Lays while encouraging donating to those less fortunate. It boggles the mind.

  8. The issues are like a circus and we run form tent to tent trying to catch all the shows and there is never a grand finale.

  9. H. L. Mencken said that every decent man is ashamed of the government he lives under. If he wasn’t dead already I’m sure the Butt Pirate ad above for ObamaCare would have killed him.


  10. FCKH8? These buggers want to fuck any and everything. I think they have transcended the physical and that is what is going over our heads. Is anal retentive an gay bitch?

  11. My government is totally embarrassing. No slam against gays, but that commercial above makes The Rocky Horror Picture Show look like an ad for the Marines.

  12. Joke from my gay neighbor:

    Q: How can you tell when you’re at a gay picnic?

    A: All the wieners taste like shit.

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