John Derbyshire has just quoted an eye-opening paragraph from a Fredo Arias-King paper for the Center for Immigration Studies (secondhand hat-tip to Steve Sailer…is that enough links and credits now for one graf?):

While I can recall many accolades for the Mexican immigrants and for Mexican-Americans (one white congressman even gave me a ‘high five’ when recalling that Californian Hispanics were headed for majority status), I remember few instances when a legislator spoke well of his or her white constituents. One even called them ‘rednecks,’ and apologized to us on their behalf for their incorrect attitude on immigration. Most of them seemed to advocate changing the ethnic composition of the United States as an end in itself.

One simply can’t write enough about the true nature and threat of multiculturalism, especially the facet on display here. It must be understood that the attitude of these legislators is exactly what the diversity project has hoped to cultivate among the non-minority population: uncritical celebration of the other, coupled with reflexive self-hatred.

Celebrating all cultures, equally, with an honest view of both virtues and faults, doesn’t enter into it—and I doubt it was ever meant to, except among some of the movement’s more naïve foot soldiers. In the land of diversity, you see, some cultures are more diverse than others; and people from the deep white WASP-y heart of non-minority America have no culture to celebrate at all, but only shame.

If they have truly drunk the Kool-Aid here, then it is no wonder the legislators Arias-King spoke with are so enthusiastic about blowing up what does exist of non-minority non-culture, and throwing open the doors to let the numinous light of Otherness flood in to take its place. The young woman I discussed in the previous piece is of a similar mind, but was able to perform a simpler trick on a far smaller scale: by accident of genetics and birthplace, she was able to slough off her hated non-minorityness and instead embrace her true, higher nature, embodied in an idealized vision of a native land she never really new.

Is this the usual way nations and civilizations commit suicide, or has today’s western world hit upon a new one?