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...But of these sophisms and elenchs of merchandise I skill not...
Milton, Areopagitica

Except he had found the
standing sea-rock that even this last
Temptation breaks on; quieter than death but lovelier; peace
that quiets the desire even of praising it.

Jeffers, Meditation On Saviors


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11.8.06

Let's be clear, here:

When Goldberg says "like an albino rhino or the last of the Mohicans", he reveals some of the integral prejudices of his cultural and ethnic demographic.
An "albino rhino" is a sport, a freak of nature. For a rhino, albinism isn't much of a practical factor in the herbivore business; its tangential ramifications - basal temperature and vision problems etc. - might be more problematic. But the main thing is, it's a peripheral expression of the rhino genome, and in that sense it's trivial.
"The last of the Mohicans" aside from being a stirring book and a thrilling film - a film that did more to answer and expiate America's blood-guilt toward the continent's earlier-than-white-people inhabitants than anything else I've seen in a long time - but aside from that where was I yes, in Goldberg's mouth this phrase, and the people it contains, and the atrocity and proximate genocide it expresses - are trivialized to the categorical level of an "albino rhino", a near-cartoon, an inessential and inconsequential expression of God's creative side.
This isn't just one professional journalist's covert racism smirking and lurking behind the shield of historical oppresssion and a solid day-job - it's something deeper and more insidious, with a wider impact on all of us.
Both of those figures are out of the natural world.
Both of them can be placed in immanent opposition to the exhaust gases and concrete desperation of Goldberg's natural habitat. There's a line there, between the two worlds.

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