My friend Jack Posobiec Tweeted something today that caught my attention.
It wasn’t an AI image of Kamala Harris swimming in a bowl of Doritos (isn’t Grok great?). It was a short post about Harris’s running-mate, Tim Walz.
“Tim Walz is doing whiteface in a reverse minstrel show where Kamala is the high status person for whom he’s performing a travesty of his low status tribe. Total cultural op to formalize white humiliation.”
Nail.
Head.
Tim Walz is a parody of an old white guy. A white and white minstrel, doing a silly song and dance for the audience, a great moronic grin bisecting his face from ear to ear.
Jack isn’t the only one who’s noticed this. Here’s some more incisive analysis in less than 140 characters.
“He [Walz] is quite literally the sum of every white male in modern commercials: – Always the fool – Subordinate role – Fat dad – Bumbling customer – Ignorant questioner – Cynical inquirer.”
That was another friend of mine, Bow Tied Ranger. Another smart dude.
Whoever and whatever Tim Walz is, the role he’s been picked to play is that of the unfortunate sidekick. The hapless, fat comedy foil. The one who, by being hapless and fat, makes the main character—Kamala Harris—look that much better. We all know the type. It’s at least as old as Friar Tuck. But people do it in real life too, all the time: keep lazy, boneheaded, unattractive friends around to give themselves a little added shine, especially when the opposite sex enters the picture.
These poor souls usually can’t help it. It’s just who they are. But Tim Walz knows exactly what he’s doing. He’s not a fool, bumbling customer or ignorant questioner.
Kamala Harris needs all the help she can get, of course. As I said in an opinion piece last week for INFOWARS, “She can’t hold interviews or press conferences, she keeps shifting into absurd Sam Hyde ebonics on the rare occasion there’s a black person in the audience,” and now it seems she’s been drinking heavily too. She can’t even buy a bag of Doritos without coming off like a visitor from outer space—a planet where intense gamma radiation shrinks the social centers of the brain and makes normal interaction, a mere greeting, impossible without intense pain for all concerned.
But there’s nothing innocent about the Tim Walz minstrel show. Poso is right. This isn’t just about making Kamala Harris look good. It’s about humiliating white people.
The racial element was at its clearest when Harris and Walz got to talking about food this week, in a bizarre skit posted to social media. Walz confessed, in yet another lie, that he eats what he calls “white-guy tacos.”
“What do you mean?” Harris asks him. “Like mayonnaise and tuna?”
“Pretty much ground beef and cheese.”
“That’s okay. Do you put any flavor in it?”
“Uh, no.”
“Oh, okay.” Kamala begins to cackle.
“Uh, here’s the deal,” Walz says, turning to camera, “They said to be careful and let her know this, that black pepper is the top of the spice level in Minnesota, you know.”
Fact-check time. In 2016, Walz won first place at Senator Al Franken’s sixth annual “Hotdish Off,” for his “turkey taco hotdish,” which contained green chillis, taco sauce and chilli powder. I know this thanks to Community Notes.
In the grand scheme of Tim Walz lies, this wasn’t a particularly bad one. Certainly not as bad as, say, lying about serving in a warzone and having PTSD. But the implications, when you start to see them, are far from benign.
You may be aware that it’s a common insult that white people don’t season their food. There’s a common retort too, that only people whose sole experience of white food is bland prison slop could believe this. But that’s by the by. The point is: white people don’t season their food. Saying this is perfectly acceptable, in the same way that, in 2024, it’s perfectly acceptable to look at a picture of a college fraternity or sorority or indeed any kind of social grouping and comment, disapprovingly, that there are too many white people in it.
I saw a tweet like that a few weeks ago. Some chap on Twitter commented, “Not one drop of melatonin in the whole sorority,” on a video of some sorority girls dancing outside their house.
What you meant was “melanin,” my stupid friend, but we get the point. White people shouldn’t be allowed to associate with one another in groups in public, should they? That’s what you’re saying.
At time of writing, that tweet has racked up 34 million views, 54,000 likes and 5,500 retweets. There was plenty of pushback in the comments, but the likes speak for themselves. This is acceptable discourse.
Anti-white hatred, extending from commonplace insults and ridicule to assaults, rapes and murders, is totally normalised in American life, and across much of the West. White people are denigrated in their own countries and told they have no history, no culture, no seasoning—and yet white people are somehow so powerful that they remain, at root, the source of all the world’s problems and must be ruthlessly removed from all positions of influence and power, especially white men.
It doesn’t have to make sense. All that matters is that people of all colours believe it, whether out of a sense of personal shame and desire for social approval (if you’re white) or simply a desire for revenge (if you’re not).
When white people are murdered in obviously racial killings, it’s covered up. There are government departments that specialise in doing exactly that. That’s what the Department of Justice’s Community Relations Service does. When Donald Giusti was kicked to death by Somali migrants in a park in Maine, in 2018, the Community Relations Service turned up and pressured his family to make a public statement disavowing a racial motive for his murder and calling for calm and reconciliation in the town. The formerly safe town of Lewiston had seen a massive influx of migrants and growing tensions in the weeks before the murder.
“We want to see the violence stop,” said Giusti’s uncle. “We want to see things come to an end, we want people to be able to come to the park and be happy. Walk through the park and not be afraid.” Giusti’s sister said she hoped her brother’s death would “give this community a voice to say something needs to give.”
If you don’t believe me, go to the CRS website. The Giusti killing is listed as an exemplary case study of the work the Service does, or it was. The CRS does this all the time. Look up what happened with Jonathan Lewis and Andy Probst, too. Read the public statements made by their families. They’re following a script.
At its most fundamental level, this anti-white hatred tracks with the changing demographics of the US, and the decline of the white share of the population. As the white share declines, the hatred becomes more overt. It’s not hard to understand.
America is due to become a majority-minority country very soon, and it will become one because of the policies of people like Tim Walz, who has done a great job of turning large parts of Minnesota into Mogadishu, and Kamala Harris, whose tenure as border czar has seen millions of illegal aliens flood across the southern border or enter the country in specially chartered flights from the nether regions of the world.
This process of rapid demographic change will only accelerate if Harris and Walz enter the White House together. Millions more will come, millions who are already in the country will be naturalised.
The Walz minstrel act is not just an act. It’s a prophecy. By huffing and puffing and blustering and poking fun at himself because he doesn’t add “flavor” to his food, Walz is showing white Americans the future they can expect. The future he will have helped create. A laughing stock. A pathetic sideshow in their own nation.
This is how America ends.
This is how America ends.
Not with a bang, but a simper.