Well, this brightened my morning...
Jun. 30th, 2009 10:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
seriousficSomehow a Robert E. Howard apologist found my post on ol' Bob and decided to correct my reading of racism into certain passages, such as this one:
Kane stood with the ju-ju stave in one hand and the smoking pistol in the other, above the smouldering ruins that hid forever from the sight of man the last of those terrible, semi-human monsters whom another white-skinned hero had banished from Europe in an unknown age. Kane stood, an unconscious statue of triumph—the ancient empires fall, the dark-skinned people fade and even the demons of antiquity gasp their last, but over all stands the Aryan barbarian, white-skinned, cold-eyed, dominant, the supreme fighting man of the earth, whether he be clad in wolf-hide and horned helmet, or boots and doublet—-whether he bear in his hand battle-ax or rapier—whether he be called Dorian, Saxon or Englishman-—whether his name be Jason, Hengist, or Solomon Kane.
Oh, INTERNETS.
Kane stood with the ju-ju stave in one hand and the smoking pistol in the other, above the smouldering ruins that hid forever from the sight of man the last of those terrible, semi-human monsters whom another white-skinned hero had banished from Europe in an unknown age. Kane stood, an unconscious statue of triumph—the ancient empires fall, the dark-skinned people fade and even the demons of antiquity gasp their last, but over all stands the Aryan barbarian, white-skinned, cold-eyed, dominant, the supreme fighting man of the earth, whether he be clad in wolf-hide and horned helmet, or boots and doublet—-whether he bear in his hand battle-ax or rapier—whether he be called Dorian, Saxon or Englishman-—whether his name be Jason, Hengist, or Solomon Kane.
Oh, INTERNETS.
