“There are a few good Swedes” (many forms of bias)

Good looking band of Swedes

DON’T TALK TO ME ABOUT PRIVILEGE. We’ve all been dissed in one way or another. My dad and I were sitting at the counter. It’s a Norwegian town, or was. The guy sitting next to my dad was chatting with us, and after awhile he asked what our last name was. My dad said “Dahlgren.” The guy paused and then says:

“Is that Swede or Norwegian?” My dad said Swede. The guy stared at his coffee, and after a longer pause, he says:

“Well, there are some good Swedes.” We laughed, but he was dead serious.

It’s an old sibling rivalry. The two are like twin brothers who are only separated by a mountain range. It’s an example of other silly biases.

“Dumb farmer.” Someone said anyone could be a farmer. “All you do is put some seed in the ground and watch it grow.” We were farmers. Garbage collectors got more respect.

The uneducated. That’s anyone with no degrees, to Academania which is the purveyer of all the politically correct garbage. Garbage out means garbage went in, I guess.

The unsophisticated. Parents at school board meetings. Pro-family groups. Now labeled “hate groups” and domestic terrorists.

Alpha males. University grads are now 60-40 female, and faculties are 10-to-1 liberal Democrat. Dimocrats (that’s my only bias).

Veterans. West Point is removing “Duty, honor, country” from its mission statement. Seriously.

Discriminating fans of science. Some of the most vile invective is reserved for people who ask too many questions about climate change or medicine.

Pro-lifers. They accused of being against parenthood planning (good luck with that one).

And of course, the people of faith. “There are a few good Christians,” but in the playbook of the hard Left, that’s not even to be admitted.

P.S. Bias? Most people are “biased” against criminals, but that doesn’t stop the elites from coddling them, and even importing more of them from 170 countries, including Haiti and Syria.

PPS: Racism? I haven’t seen any of that in the town where I live. But beware the Ides of March, Patty.

Curtis Dahlgren

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Curtis Dahlgren
Curtis Dahlgren is semi-retired in the frozen tundra of Michigan's U.P., and is the author of "Massey-Harris 101." His career has had some rough similarities to one of his favorite writers, Ferrar Fenton. In the intro to The Fenton Bible, Fenton said:​"I was in '53 a young student in a course of education for an entirely literary career, but with a wider basis of study than is usual. . . . In commerce my life has been passed. . . . Indeed, I hold my commercial experience to have been my most important field of education, divinely prepared to fit me to be a competent translator of the Bible, for it taught me what men are and upon what motives they act, and by what influences they are controlled. Had I, on the other hand, lived the life of a Collegiate Professor, shut up in the narrow walls of a library, I consider that I should have had my knowledge of mankind so confined to glancing through a 'peep-hole' as to make me totally unfit for [my life's work]."​In 1971-72 Curtis did some writing for the Badger Herald and he is listed as a University of Wisconsin-Madison "alumnus" (loosely speaking, along with a few other drop-outs including John Muir, Charles Lindbergh, Frank Lloyd Wright and Dick Cheney). [He writes humor, too.]