Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Of dead languages and US Presidential candidate's braggadoccio...and no tomorrow:

Check out Mark Steyn's latest. Excerpt:

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When someone deploys the "old white men" crack, they're saying you are the past, and your bitterness and prejudice is little more than a side effect of your decrepitude. Whereas we are the forces of progress, and therefore by definition we're young and healthy and full of vigour. So many of the most deeply ingrained assumptions about a culture are predicated on a youthful dynamism. We love the young because the young are the future -- not just in pop songs and movies but in everything. As the blond blue-eyed Aryan boy sings in Cabaret, "Tomorrow belongs to me." It's his youth that makes the scene seductive and dangerous. If he were an "old, white male" like me or Noam Chomsky or Neil Young or Gloria Steinem, it would be merely pathetic.

I may, indeed, be "dead soon enough," ... But so will the greying sixties boomers whose ancient pieties provide so much of his cobwebbed progressivism. And to whom then will tomorrow belong? On my Australian tour, I was speaking mainly on demographic decline -- on the failure of Spaniards, Italians, Russians, Japanese and, yes, Canadians to have enough children to sustain not just their welfare programs but their societies and culture. That blond blue-eyed Aryan from Cabaret is now an elderly Berliner wondering why he hasn't got any grandchildren. By the end of this century, the Yawaru and Magati Ke languages will be extinct. But there'll be little reason to learn German or Japanese either.





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