In 2011, Donald Trump was a garden-variety bloated American relic from the 80s. He was a reality-TV-show host, a serial bankrupt, Twitter troll and a dissed and dismissed joke.
Then came 30 April and he experienced something he hadn’t ever had to tolerate: a black person powerful enough to put him firmly in his place.
So, what does a White Man do when he has been reduced to a racist laughing stock? Simple, he gets more racist, more vicious and runs for president.
As far as party and presidential politics were concerned, Trump was:
• Irredeemably inexperienced;
• Irredeemably tainted;
• Irredeemably unsuitable;
• Irredeemably irredeemable.
Donald Trump was one of, if not the very worst, candidate ever to run for anything, anywhere. Yet, of course, he won. And won decisively. (Men like Donald Trump do become president in, say, African nations but they’re never ever elected. Africans are far too smart to vote for guys like Donald Trump.)
Yes, he was, and still is, a heady cocktail of -isms, phobias and testosterone, but he knew his customer exceptionally well. So, he decided to feed his customer their drug of choice, which just so happened to be the most addictive of all drugs: white supremacy. Good old-fashioned George Wallace-style racism.
Screw the fact that he was as compromised as an American businessman-turned-politician caught on tape drenched in a Moscow prostitute’s urine: he knew that after eight years of stable, prosperous and scandal-free negro rule,4 white people needed some good ol’ southern-fried racism. So he made it clear that the racist they needed was him. And lo, white people put him in the White House.
Politics
This is where things get tricky. Organisations will train you on your role, assist with performance, and you can, in good faith, ask other people when you get confused. Playing politics, however – whether at country or company level – is a filthy game (even when family values-spouting Tory politicians are not involved). It is the most difficult part of professionalism; there is no training for it. In fact, no one can really explain to you what it is or even if it exists. You will just find yourself in the middle of it and having to deal with it. And you’ll know you’re in the middle of it when you’re up in the middle of the night crying into a bucket of ice cream.
To ask someone about politics in the workplace is to admit to political weakness or naïvety, which will eventually be exploited.
So, if you need to be politically savvy in order to excel as a professional, what do you do in practice? The answer is paradoxically simple yet complex. You need to treat every working day with the shrewdness and forced optimism of a desperate political campaign. Metaphorically kiss some babies, hug the bigot, ‘reject and denounce’ Louis Farrakhan’s support,5 form alliances with strange bedfellows, change your accent if need be (like Hillary Clinton or Maggie Thatcher), show those pearly whites … Do whatever it takes.
Politically speaking: you need to make everyone ‘go black’. For you at least. And, hopefully, like a Kardashian, never go back.
You want them, white people, to be thinking Nat King Cole when they see you. Not Nat Turner. To think pre-financial crisis Gordon Brown and not Bobby, Chris or Orlando Brown. Pound sterling and not Raheem Sterling. The more white people love you, the easier and more prosperous your career will be. The more power you amass, the more cash you will stash.
Either master the politics and acquire the power you crave or be prepared to shine shoes for a long time to come. It’s a straight choice: play the game, or be played.
In all organisations there is a balance between politics and performance. Some organisations are near total political jungles, others only suffer a small dose of politics; but there’s no workplace where politics is entirely absent.
Power is the prize. Performance gets you in the game but it is politics that keeps you in the game and eventually gets you on the podium.
The Whytelaw Law on Black Progression
Here is the Whytelaw formula for calculating how far and how fast a black person will proceed in any given corporation.
(2Y × Performance) + PoliticsX = Black progression (Hpy)
Formula explained:
Y depicts how many times harder black people have to work than white people. Pegged at one, as we know that the efforts of black people are never ever held in greater esteem than the efforts of white people. It’s multiplied by two as it is scientifically proven that black people have to work at least twice as hard.
Performance means level of effort plus ability to act upper middle-class white. This ensures we don’t give the White Man the impression that we don’t believe in the concept of taking some responsibility for one’s own situation.
Politics is self-explanatory.
X is the level of white supremacist intensity within the organisation.
Hpy – Hillbillies per year is the official measure of black progress within an organisation. It means that named organisation is an environment in which the average black person will progress at the speed it takes the identified number of the lowest quality possible of white person. 100 hillbillies = 1 White Man.
Example:
10Hpy means that it will take the average black person the amount of time it would take ten Jeremy Kyle contestants, collectively, to attain a promotion, a pay rise and, ultimately, a little power. Which also means that the average black person is progressing at 10% of the speed of the average White Man.
IF YOU’RE STRUGGLING TO UNDERSTAND THIS FORMULA, JUST THINK
YOU HAVE TO WORK AT LEAST TWICE AS HARD TO GET HALF AS MUCH.
1 SMART objectives: a time-wasting and painful process in which firms require you to set annual or bi-annual objectives that are Specific, Measurable, Achievable, Realistic and Timed (thus SMART). Largely a box-ticking exercise, this won’t help propel you; it will be used to hold you back if not done diligently. Just do it.
2 Please see the Whytelaw Law on Black Progression for more information, p. 24.
3 A movement as blatantly racist as the British Home Office (or a Lionel Shriver article on diversity), whose members insisted that President Obama couldn’t have been born in America (because, duh, he’d be in jail if he was), and eagerly scoured the earth to find evidence to support their claim that his white-as-Gwyneth-Paltrow mother squatted in some pitch-black Kenyan village and popped out lil’ light-skinned Barack.
4 This assumes that you don’t consider the black Africans getting enslaved and lynched in Obama/Cameron/Sarkozy-liberated Libya to be a scandal.
5 ‘Obama denounces Farrakhan endorsement’, Wall Street Journal, 26 February 2016 and ‘Dems denounce Farrakhan rhetoric amid pressure from GOP’, Politico, 8 March 2018.
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