Daniel Oliver

Forget Waldo. Where’s Colin Powell?

The most disturbing statistic for Democrats must have been the increase (of about 2 to 4 percent) in the share of the black vote received by Trump in 2020.

General Colin Powell, former chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff and former secretary of state, is one of the most prominent African Americans in the United States.

Powell criticized Donald Trump in 2016 and voted against him. He then criticized Republicans for “putting political interests ahead of the interests of Americans,” and in 2020 voted for Joe Biden, even endorsing Biden at the Democratic National Convention. Given the closeness of the vote, Powell’s endorsement makes him not insignificantly responsible for Biden’s election.

It’s true that Biden campaigned as a moderate, but it’s also true that someone like Powell must have read about the Hunter Biden laptop scandal and the likelihood that Biden and the Biden family are corrupt. 

We all make mistakes: Powell seems like someone big enough to admit he made one, unless he prefers Biden, now, to Trump, even though Trump’s policies produced the lowest unemployment for blacks ever, a policy success which might be said to be in the interest of all Americans, not just those belonging to the party that produced those results.

What is Powell thinking now? And what was he thinking all during the summer of 2020 (before the election) when American cities were burning in post-George Floyd riots choreographed by Antifa and Black Lives Matter amid the deafening silence of the Democratic Party in general and Joe Biden in particular? 

Why is this influential black man silent on “antiracism”? And the 1619 Project? And on “equity”—this administration’s watchword? And on what looks like an attempt to purge the military of “white supremacists,” i.e., people who voted for Donald Trump? 

Years ago, the civil rights movement was hijacked by homosexuals who, cleverly and successfully, equated being homosexual with being black, and demanded all the protections and benefits blacks were entitled to under the Civil Rights Acts. 

Some will disagree that being homosexual is different from being black. But only about three and a half percent of people identify as homosexual, and that alone makes them different from blacks. If there were a homosexual gene (there isn’t), and if it could be turned off before birth, how many prospective parents would choose not to have it turned off? Exactly! Being a homosexual is not the same as being black, raising the question: where was the black community in resisting the comparison to, and the hijacking of, the civil rights movement by the homosexual community?

And where was Colin Powell?

It’s an important question because the black community is being used again, this time by anarchist Democrats (the kind who run the party and pontificate on network news programs) who seek to destroy American traditions—and, likely, America itself, along with them. That’s what critical race theory, the 1619 Project, and “equity” are all about. 

The Biden victory—assuming (but not asserting) that it wasn’t stolen—was a close call. The most disturbing statistic for Democrats must have been the increase (of about 2 to 4 percent) in the share of the black vote received by Trump in 2020. That was a call to action for Democrats, and the action we have seen and are seeing is an attempt to convince blacks that Republicans are racists. Hence the absurd claim that Georgia’s new voting laws are irredeemably racist, even though they are now more “liberal” than those in Biden’s home state of Delaware. Even so, such sensible voting laws are described by Democrats as the greatest threat to the country since the Civil War. 

And according to Jack Posobiec at Human Events, the Department of Justice is now claiming that inner-city violence is caused by white supremacist ideology, racism, and police. These people are trying to start a race war in order to preserve their power, as they are trying to preserve their power by opening the border to hundreds of thousands of illegal immigrants who will become dependent on government largess and, Democrats hope, supporters of their party. 

Meanwhile, the military seems to be going woke. Earlier this year, the administration issued an “Interim National Security Strategic Guidance,” which mentions such “military objectives” as combating climate change and racial injustice. The military has also been launching diversity, inclusion, and equity initiatives. What that has to do with beating the Chinese is unclear. 

Two Republican members of Congress, Senator Tom Cotton (R-Ark.) and Representative Dan Crenshaw (R-Texas), have launched a new initiative to eliminate “woke” training programs in the U.S. military, and both have places on their websites where military personnel can report, anonymously, examples of woke indoctrination in the armed services.

Now the military is considering requiring soldiers to be vaccinated, although young soldiers have about as much risk of dying from the Wuhan virus as from overdosing on brownies. Why isn’t Colin Powell protecting soldiers who don’t want to take the risk of vaccination for no health gain? 

Powell has said, “And right now I’m just watching my country and not concerned with parties.” Right. And right now (and last summer too?) he’s just watching the flames, and not concerned with who’s throwing the gasoline and who’s trying to put out the fires? Leadership, anyone? Anyone? 

Powell may have no obligation—or may have had no obligation—to wade into any of these issues, but he has waded into them by opposing Trump and supporting Biden. If he is opposed to critical race theory, and the 1619 Project, and the “equity” project, and a woke military, and rampant illegal immigration (the five horsemen of the Democratic Party’s apocalypse) he should say so. His silence on the issues will be deemed consent to their goals. In that case, he likely will be, and should be, left behind by all of us, and especially by the black community, which less and less often shares the goals of the Democratic Party, so busily now returning to the racism of its past. 

Where is Colin Powell when his country needs him? 


July 27, 2021
American Greatness

An Interview At The Office Of Diversity Assessment

If he’d studied Latin in school he might have used “Latini,” and obviated the scrunching business.

I recently visited the director of the Office of Diversity Assessment for The Office of Presidential Personnel. His office is housed in the all-glass Facebook-Amazon-Google building conveniently located in downtown Washington on BLM Plaza across from the Che Guevara Memorial Headquarters, now housing the Committee to Re-Elect the President.

The director, sporting a blue necktie with a redundant “Lux et Veritas” embossed on it, explained the difficulty of selecting an appropriately diverse group of people for the very visible jobs in the Biden administration.

“Take blacks,” he said. “It’s not enough that they be black; they have to look black,” he said as if he’d just solved Fermat’s last theorem. “Of course some will be on television, but some will only be seen speaking at large gatherings. People in the back have to be able to tell our guys are black. And that goes for all our diversity picks.”

“Uh huh,” I nodded noncommittally.

“And Latinos,” he said — pausing, and then adding, “I guess I should say ‘Latinx’ with an ‘x’ at the end [he scrunched up his face], but I’m not sure how to pronounce it — they’re particularly difficult. They have to be Latin [cop out!], of course, but they also have to look Latino [male pig!] — and not just at fancy restaurants, but on television. So skin color is as important as profile and other facial features.” (If he’d studied Latin in school he might have used “Latini,” and obviated the scrunching business.)

He was all technical and proud of it — I thought he should have been wearing a white coat like the Spectre scientists in a Bond movie.

“We have a special light meter [in my mind I heard, “Ve haf a shpecial meeta …”] that measures their complexion. Take the fellow we selected yesterday. He looks exactly like Pancho Sanza.”

Just how do you look exactly like a fictional character? He was on a roll, so I was reluctant to interrupt him. But I did.

“You mean Sancho Panza,” I said. (I was an English major.)

He paused, then flashed me the W sign, and a smile.

“And for a high position at Interior,” he continued, “we have a genuine Indian. Now I know what you’re thinking: ‘Dot or feather?’ Well, it’s feather — one hundred percent money-back guaranteed feather. And she comes with the best reference in the Democratic Party: Elizabeth Warren herself.”

I couldn’t fail to be impressed — though the first image that came to mind was that one of Warren in her kitchen: “Hold on a sec. I’m gonna get me, um, a beer.” Was the beer a Dos Equis? Is Warren an Indian-Latina? Or is it Latina-Indian? In a Joey Biden administration, it’s important to get those details straight.

“The gender thing is difficult,” he continued. “I mean, how do you look queer on television? Not to mention the rest of it: the whole LGBTQ+ menagerie. You can’t exactly do things on camera, if you know what I mean.” I worried how high they’d string him up when they discovered he’d gotten the initials wrong.

And “menagerie?” Whew! For his sake I hoped the NSA boys (and girls, and even the ones who aren’t sure) were at lunch or still out trying to link Donald Trump or Tucker Carlson to Vladimir Putin. And he said it with a schoolboy’s smirk that made me feel uncomfortably like part of the family.

“Uh huh,” was all I could get out quickly. Then I added, “You’re right: that’s tough. You must be very sophisticated to handle this job.”

“Well” — he preened just a bit — “my mother identifies as a man now, which is totally okay because . . . my father identifies as a woman!” I could feel the exclamation point. “And my sister and brother are both nones — I don’t mean they have no religious beliefs (though of course they don’t). I mean they don’t identify with any sex.”

I wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that. “Of course” seemed a bit complicit. And “no” might have seemed judgmental. So I fell back on “Uh huh.”

“What do your siblings do?” I sought to change the subject.

“You won’t believe it,” he replied.

He was wrong. I’d believe anything.

“They both teach third grade.”

I did believe it. “Where?” I asked, wondering how much it would cost to move.


“In a parochial school?” I asked, really as just a tease, but regretting it immediately.

He looked at me quizzically. “I didn’t know there were any parochial schools in California.”

“You’re probably right,” I said, feeling a tsunami of relief. I didn’t want him to look into it. Who can tell what a Joey Biden administration would do to them? Hunter might sell them to a Ukrainian energy company.

“Well,” I said as I got up to leave, “you sure have done an impressive job.”

“Yes,” he replied. “But of course there’s one problem.”

“Oh?” I said. “What’s that?”

“There won’t be a single high-ranking official on duty the third weekend in November.”

“Really?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said. “They’ll all be in the McKinsey box at the Yale-Harvard game. Boola boola, I say.”

Embarrassing pause.

I flashed him the “V” sign, and managed to get out a “boola boola” of my own as knowingly as I could, and sauntered out, trying to look suave.

Boola boola? It sounded great — but what the Hell does it mean? I went to a Christian college in Ohio.


July 21, 2021
The Daily Caller