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Kinsley Gaffes: Slavery Edition

White House Chief of Staff John Kelly was in a particularly earnest mood in an interview on Fox News on Monday when he gave his historical analysis of the Civil War. It was due to a “lack of ability to compromise” between “men and women of good faith on both sides,” including the Confederate General Robert E. Lee, “an honorable man”. And it is inconceivable, according to General Kelly, that we should apply our moral notions on people who lived in such different times “and say, ‘What Christopher Columbus did was wrong.’”

It was no slip of the tongue, either, when Sheriff Steve Prator lamented a set of newly passed laws addressing mass incarceration in his home state last month. As the elected law enforcement head of a parish in Louisiana — a state with a well-earned reputation as the planet’s incarceration central — he protested the release of certain non-violent prisoners: the “good ones”, those “we use every day to wash cars, to change oil in our cars, to cook in the kitchen, to do all that, where we save money.” With a number of black officers behind him, as well as centuries of slavery in different forms, he went on at length: “That’s the ones that you can work. That’s the ones that can pick up trash, the work release programs. But guess what? Those are the ones that they’re releasing!”

It’s always fascinating when a public official commits a Kinsley gaffe, and the veil drops for a brief moment. It is no secret that the en-masse incarceration of mostly black and brown people in America is a huge business and a direct continuum of slavery. But probably better not to say it out loud — especially in Louisiana, where sheriffs play a particularly bizarre role, not only supplying much of the unpaid workforce but constituting a majority of the state’s prison entrepreneurs. Likewise, a bit too candid for an NFL owner to say of his players protesting police brutality against blacks: “We can’t have the inmates running the prison.” (What, not even the good ones?) This was blurted out last month by Houston Texans owner Robert McNair — sounding like an owner, indeed.

It can be hard to keep quiet when those around you reinforce the notion that you ought to be proud of your work, even as you are expected to cloak it in doublespeak. Take voter ID laws: since the 2012 presidential campaign, it’s almost as if every Republican official has been itching to take credit for their effort to prevent minorities and the poor from voting, starting with Pennsylvania House Republican Leader Mike Turzai who bragged: “Voter ID, which is gonna allow Governor Romney to win the state of Pennsylvania: done!”

Despite the backlash, this wasn’t even a one-off. A number of other GOP officials came out with similar, bizarrely honest remarks — including the GOP consultant Scott Tranter, who mused about his party’s “toolkit”: voter ID and long lines at polling stations — eventually prompting a Washington Post article titled Republicans keep admitting that voter ID helps them win, for some reason. As the cherry on top, a GOP precinct chair named Don Yelton, a minor party activist interviewed by The Daily Show in 2013, said of voter ID: “If it hurts a bunch of lazy blacks that want the government to give them everything, so be it!”

Donald Trump, too, periodically utters truths that are not supposed to be uttered, as happened again just a couple weeks ago with regard to the shipping industry’s interests in Puerto Rico. But anything at all can come out of his mouth, and does: from drivel, to conspiracy theories, to the left-wing critique of American foreign policy, to more drivel. (And anyway, let’s not talk about Trump.)

He’s quite different from another gaffe-prone leader under whose government I’ve lived. I’m currently based in Hong Kong, and arrived here three years back at a historic moment, just days before the pro-democracy Umbrella Revolution kicked off. Throughout the most tumultuous phase, Hong Kong’s then-leader kept his feet firmly planted in his mouth. CY Leung, the widely-despised chief executive (up until last June), turned into a veritable gaffe machine, high on truth serum. My favorite moment was at the onset of the Year of the Sheep when, in his prepared message for the Lunar New Year’s celebration, he advised Hongkongers to “be more like sheep”.

This was an even more ill-advised choice of words than you might think, as Leung was called “the wolf” by his detractors, one of many puns on his name. As tonal languages, both Cantonese and Mandarin are great for wordplay which often figures into political sloganeering and mockery. (For the same reason, the mainland banned puns a few years back, citing “cultural and linguistic chaos”.)

Thanks to Leung’s nickname, a toy animal sold by Ikea became a mascot of the Umbrella Movement after someone hurled “Lufsig” the wolf at him during a town hall meeting in 2013. The adorable critter — fond of “mischief” according to Ikea’s website — became a sensation and soon sold out. As it turns out, Lufsig’s name was innocent enough in Mandarin, but the same Chinese characters read in Cantonese can be made to sound quite crude. The Swedes were no doubt horrified to find that the local name of their “lumbering one” (as the original roughly translates) could mean “your mother’s pussy” in Cantonese. Worse still, “throw a Lufsig at you” can be translated as “fuck your mother’s pussy”.

Another unforgettable Leung moment was when the chief executive explained in an interview with the Wall Street Journal and the Financial Times how the problem with democracy is that poor people would influence policy. “If it’s entirely a numbers game,” he elaborated, “then obviously you’d be talking to the half of the people in Hong Kong who earn less than US$1,800 a month.” It’s almost refreshing when a leader is so clueless that they just come out and say it — imagine how many in the political class think this.

One that jumps to mind is a man whose great-great-grandmother (also his wife’s great-great-grandmother, as it happens) once ruled Hong Kong: the gaffe-prone Prince Philip. Visiting General Alfredo Stroessner — the Nazi-admiring dictator of Paraguay who wiped out entire indigenous populations through ethnic cleansing and slavery — he remarked: “It’s a pleasant change to be in a country that isn’t ruled by its people.” (In another moment of honesty, he told a 13-year-old schoolboy dreaming of space travel: “You’re too fat to be an astronaut.”)

Hillary Clinton, too, has been quite upset at how the electorate inserted itself between her and her coronation. In her new book, Clinton sets out to thoroughly explain how what happened in the presidential election was not her fault, and thus, she cannot forgive those who didn’t vote for her.

It’s hardly surprising that someone this out of touch — unaware she should be asking for forgiveness rather than withholding it — would also be as blithe about modern-day slavery as Sheriff Prator of Louisiana. If there were some way to measure the degree of earnest monstrosity — a “Kinsley scale” of sorts — Hillary Clinton’s infamous admission of employing slaves at the governor’s mansion in Arkansas would be its Planck temperature. As many have noted, this is not rhetorical hyperbole, either: the black prisoners serving her Flavor-Blasted Goldfish Crackers were slaves by any technical or legal definition, fully in accordance with the Thirteenth Amendment.

The Clintons bare a lion’s share of responsibility for turning the USA into the for-profit incarceration nation it is. Hillary Clinton recounted these fond memories of her unpaid servants in the book It Takes a Village, which came out just days before her infamous “superpredator” speech — a term attributed to the bigoted rightwing nutcase John J. DiIulio — about black youths who must be “[brought] to heel”. In her own house, she was strict about enforcing rules, and anyone who “broke a rule” was sent to prison.

Clinton makes no bones about her mud-sill-theory notions of forced labor, either, and sees a happy alignment between the civilizing influence and financial benefits of the arrangement. These people aren’t criminals as a “result of inferior IQs or an inability to apply moral reasoning”, she tells us, but due to an inability to “control their emotions”. Luckily, though,

“…difficult as it may be, it is never too late to teach the elements of emotional intelligence. The structure imposed by the responsibilities of work and the enlightened assistance of concerned people in the prison system and at the governor’s mansion helped those onetime murderers I knew in Arkansas to achieve a greater understanding and control over their feelings and behavior.”

None of the many people involved in writing, editing and publishing the book seem to have seen anything problematic about any of this. That’s pretty much as honest, and terrifyingly so, as it gets.

Written by Ilari Kaila

A Finnish-American freelance journalist and composer. Ilari's work has been published in Jacobin Magazine, Muftah Magazine, cited in Naked Capitalism, and appeared in most of Finland’s largest media outlets, in addition to several alternative media. He blogs at Limited Hangout and teaches at the Hong Kong University of Science and Technology. Follow Ilari on Twitter @ilarikaila.

Ilari is a Guest Contributor to Progressive Army.


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  1. I’m not sure your “lufsig” things work. My impression is that Cantonese has enough different intonations that any two random syllables can be pronounced with a lilt to mean “Fuck your mother.”

    Putonghua, or “Mandarin,” by contrast, is utterly decorous. Forget wolves and sheep. The mainland’s national animal is the 草泥马, a cute alpaca-like animal called the Grass Mud Horse, a homonym for the Cantonese above.

    • I also remember once asking someone, “Is there any digit in Cantonese that *doesn’t* mean genitals?” One of the most popular slogans against CY Leung that I kept seeing in the demonstrations was “689, get off the stage!” As it was explained to me, this obviously refers to Leung’s lack of legitimacy, having gotten into office with 689 votes from the electoral committee–but also, missing from the sequence is 7 (“chāt”, or penis). Hence: “Get off the stage, dickless.” Seems clever. Then someone else informed me that the insult somehow also involves the word “gáu”, or “9”, which also means “dick”?! So, what, he’s a dickless dick?

      The Lufsig insult seems to be pretty clever, though. Even the tones aren’t that far apart: in the Yale transliteration: “dīu néih louh móuh sāi” for “throw a Lufsig at you”, and “díu néih lóuh móu hāi” for the popular vulgarity. But I don’t speak Cantonese–let’s hope a Hongkonger chimes in.

      • While on the subject of Hong Kong, I saw one of those round-ups of freedom around the world the other day where Hong Kong came in top, with the US somewhere down in the teens. All of those things are bullshit, since they tend to list the freedom the list-maker values. If Hong Kong is at the top, then you’re looking at somebody who thinks a frisky stock-market is the be-all and end all.

        Which is interesting — because I wonder how the Hong Kong market is holding up against Shanghai, not in terms of its recent highs or lows, but as a viable market competing for total share of the action. Is Shanghai a big threat? Or is China just so damn big that it will need three or five stock markets, perhaps variegated in ways that we can’;t even imagine yet?

        • If you mean the Cato Institute’s Freedom Index, yes, it’s obvious bullshit. Most “freedom rankings” I’ve seen are laughable, compiled by organizations whose funders are very much invested in seeing “liberty” defined as the liberty of capital.

          That said, as a politically active middle-class resident of Hong Kong, I can’t detect any change in the liberties I have here compared to the US. The latter is nominally a democracy; in practice, you have as little ability to affect the political process there as in any other plutocracy. Imagine if something like Occupy Central/Umbrella Revolution happened in the US: we’d have the national guard out in a matter of hours. Occupy Wall Street was a picnic in comparison, and still it was quashed, whereas in the 2014 demonstrations here, downtown Hong Kong was shut down for months.

          As another point of comparison: I’m originally from Finland, where democratic institutions (though they are in decline) still work better than in many other parts of the world. On the other hand, freedom of speech is much better protected in the US than in Finland. These are all matters of degree than of absolute quality, I suppose.

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