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Come Fly With Me! - The Racial Caste System of
American Airports
by Alexander Macdonald
9 January 2004
The dictionary defines 'microcosm' as:
\Mi"cro*cosm\, n. [F. microcosme, L. microcosmus, fr.
Gr. mikro`s small + ko`smos the world.] A little
world; a miniature universe. Hence (so called by
Paracelsus), a man, as a supposed epitome of the
exterior universe or great world.
Today, major airports in the United States can be seen
as a microcosm of the sort of society America is
headed towards. As a European whose job provides
opportunities to travel to the eastern seaboard of
North America, I find observing the racial hierarchy
of the airport to be instructive.
The first surprise awaiting the uninitiated visitor to
the U.S. is the overwhelming number of blacks and
Mexicans working at large US air hubs. One gets the
impression that airports are a massive boon to the
employment of negroes and mestizos for miles around,
and it is particularly worrying to note the
substantial presence of Mexican menial workers even in
Northeastern states. Short, brown Spanish-speakers
appear to be encroaching on the menial airport jobs
that would otherwise fall to negroes. Perhaps Mexicans
work harder than blacks, or their slightly more
passive demeanour gives them an employment advantage
over the majority of negroes, who tend to affect a
sullen and unfriendly aspect.
Either way, in the racial caste system of the U.S.
airport, blacks and hispanics dominate the lowest-paid
and least mentally challenging roles: those of cleaner,
porter, baggage-handler, bus driver, burger-flipper.
Occasionally, one sees a racial wildcard in these
positions, i.e. arabs, orientals, or even wizened
Indian women (from India) who in a sane world would be
back along the banks of the Ganges instead of pushing
elderly white people around in wheelchairs, but these
are exceptions.
It is common to see groups of negro porters lounging
around in all-black groups, jabbering loudly in
Ebonics and gesticulating wildly. On the rare occasion
one sees predominantly-white groups of airport workers
clustered together for a break, they are usually
pilots and stewardesses quietly sipping coffee and
nibbling at the bistro. The difference in what one VNN
writer called "Racial Molecular Atmospherics
is striking.
Before 911, I understand that U.S. security personnel
were also largely black. In fact, this is still the
case and I once nearly missed a final boarding call
because the negro metal-detector attendant, a
disgustingly obese man who appeared too rotund to pass
through his own machine, was forcing a young white
mother and her two blonde daughters (who couldn't have
been any older than six) to remove their shoes and
hairbands (!) and have them X-Rayed before being
allowed to pass. The negro appeared to enjoy using his
petty authority to the full - just ahead of me in the
queue a black youth dressed in baggy pants and
corn-rows was able to pass him by without the same
level of scrutiny so diligently applied to the blonde
six-year-old potential suicide bombers.
However, since the World Trade Center bombing, a new
layer of security has been installed in U.S. airports
and is overwhelmingly composed of white men. The
Transport Security Administration (TSA) is a Federal
body which employs tens of thousands of people to
screen luggage for bombs. Possibly the relatively low
percentage of negroes and hispanics in this body is
explained by the fact that:
"The law requires the screeners to be American
citizens and high school graduates. They also must be
able to read and write English, along with other
requirements." - The Cincinnati Enquirer, September 04
2002.
It is obvious that -- for now -- competence is
considered a higher priority than political
correctness in hiring TSA personnel. How long this
situation can endure in an atmosphere of entrenched
legal priviliges for underqualified minorities is
uncertain.
I have already commented on the white dominance of
roles like pilot and stewardess. (And it is also
interesting that large numbers of gay men find
employment as stewards.) The demands of these jobs -
competence and intelligence for pilots; empathy and
cheerfulness for stewardesses -- make it
near-impossible for your average Shaquawn and Shaniqua
to break through. In fact, most non-white stewardesses
seem to be mulattoes.
Travelling through major airports is a stressful and
unpleasant experience for most white people. Apart
from the purgatory of delays, missed connections, and
awful food, the hordes of brown, shifty-eyed menial
workers and petty bureaucrats who can barely contain
their hostility towards whites makes one long for the
glory days of air travel, as seen in the recent movie,
"Catch Me If You Can." In the 1960s, the airport was
a glamourous and exciting place, flying was luxurious,
and passengers were treated like royalty. This was in
a brighter, whiter America before the toxic effects of
the jew-sponsored 1965 immigration act and affirmative
action.
We cannot revive the past, but a brighter and whiter
future is well within our potential. White racial
consciousness is slowly but definitely growing. With
strength, joy, and steady effort, we will win.
Straighten up and fly right, white man.
ALEXANDER MACDONALD
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