you are simply proving again how little able you have been to follow my argument. There cannot be equality of outcome, as I wrote, there can only be one winner for any gig. Is that too difficult for you to get?
Seems like you are the one with the comprehension difficulties since I explicitly wrote that nobody is advocating equality of outcome. What we can aim for is equality of opportunity.
As for my knowledge of the fashion industry - indeed - minimal, which was why I caveated my example with "say" - replace Jewish with any other group - the point remains the same. You claim m that it is the responsibility of others to get to the same starting line as you - a white Anglo Saxon male. You seem blissfully ignorant of what that means in real life.
Oh dear, let's try again, as the fabled actress once said to the bishop. (This is perhaps another grievous example of an unlevel
bed playing field if only because there were apparently no Jewish, Moslem or Buddhist folks of the cloth around to invite as well.)
I made no reference to starting lines in that particular post - though it was written with one eye half-shut as I was really supposed to be asleep (so I may have and don't remember), but LuLa just wouldn't let go.
But anyway, you brought 'em up, so let's look at 'em.
"You claim m that it is the responsibility of others to get to the same starting line as you - a white Anglo Saxon male. You seem blissfully ignorant of what that means in real life."
No, In earlier posts I was claiming that it's up to
everybody to get themselves together if they want to play. That includes your current concern on behalf of the Jewish people (who are often just as white as I may be - and who have been top kittens in the
Sports Illustrated Swimsuit editions, to boot). Jews know all about success; they don't really need anyone else's help to find it today. Non-whites? Look at Google's top line and the computer world worldwide. You don't see anything beyond paleface? Then you're using the blind eye technique. Those non-whites get there as do their white buddies: talent, and guts to push, study and dedicate themselves. Of the many thousands of poor
whites around (did you forget them?) any big western city, you may wonder whether their dedication to self-improvement has mainly consisted of taking a toke or a tin of Tennents. But naturally, that'll be somebody else's fault.)
As for the white anglo-saxon - even the supposedly successful one - he has to contend, in some worlds, with being Catholic where he'd have been better advised being Protestant (these errors of judgement and situation ethics can get you killed, both ways around). Glasgow has bars where you best not enter unless you know the right chants, wear the right scarf and can recite the right team's history without reference to a notebook. There are as many white tossers as of any other tone.
The problem with many so-called losers is that they start with that expectation and study it hard thoughout school. They then graduate with an advanced degree in losing and go on to do exactly that. Except for the ones that deal drugs, get a job with a plumber or an electrician or even in a scrapyard, whereupon they learn all about the black economy and can end up very rich in anyone's money.
Anyway, back to the models point:
"And if the models that you choose from already have the (say) Jewish candidates removed from the list, that's OK - because people will always have a scapegoat, right? I don't hear anybody demanding equality of outcome.
What you seem to be defending is inequality of opportunity."
No, read it again. I'm trying to tell you, and anyone who will listen, that there can be no equal opportunity. It's an impossibilty. When you look for a pretty girl for a job, you will not invite an ugly one to the casting, and her agency (there are such specialists) will not make the daft mistake of sending her along. That opportunity cannot exist!
It's horses for courses, and if you can't bear to face that reality in human life, how about the truth as expressed in the world of the actual horse I just mentioned? You'd pit a Clydesdale against an Arab at the races? Or expect that Arab to pull a waggon loaded with whisky kegs? It's all the same thing: what fits one hole doesn't always fit another, and some things (people, too) fit nowhere. And taking that last point, I often feel myself matching that very description; it hasn't prevented me from ploughing and ploughing, as far as it was fertile, whichever furrow I managed to scratch for myself on this planet.
And at the end, that's the point: it's your life, your calls. Don't expect others to make 'em for you: generally, they can't and they won't.
Rob
