Back to Blood

Gregory Hood, American Renaissance, December 21, 2012

Tom Wolfe tackles diversity.

Tom Wolfe, Back to Blood, Little, Brown and Company, 2012, 720 pp., $30.00.

Tom Wolfe has never been noted for subtlety.

Just 22 pages into his latest novel, Back to Blood, one of his characters says:

Everybody still has to believe in something . . . so that leaves only our blood, the bloodlines that course through our very bodies to unite us. ‘La Raza!’ as the Puerto Ricans cry out. ‘The Race!’ cries the whole world. All people, all people everywhere have but one last thing on their minds—Back to Blood!


In this book, the Man in White is in good form, focusing on the familiar themes of race, sex, and ambition in the midst of a crumbling civilization. As a work of journalism, it is a triumph, and mostly a confirmation of what race realists have been arguing for decades. As a work of literature, it is an enjoyable read but sometimes fails to transcend. Like hearing an old friend reminisce about days gone by, it’s a pleasant way to pass the time, but we’ve heard it all before.

In Back to Blood, Mr. Wolfe takes on Miami, Florida, the “Capital of Latin America.” In 2009, Hispanics were furious when Congressman Tom Tancredo called Miami a “Third World Country,” but Mr. Wolfe confirms Mr. Tancredo’s charge, and says what we all know: Miami is not part of the United States. When two of the characters drive out of the city into Broward County, one bursts out, “This is really strange! And do you know why? We’ve just entered a strange land . . . called America! We’re not in Miami anymore.” (p. 503)

The city’s fictional mayor explains:

Miami is the only city in the world, as far as I can tell—in the world—whose population is more than fifty percent recent immigrant . . . if you really want to understand Miami, you got to realize one thing first of all. In Miami, everybody hates everybody.” (424)

The Haitians against the Cubans against the Americanos, Miami is sustained by a fragile peace among the tribes, and there have to be sacrifices to maintain that peace.


One sacrificial victim is the book’s hero, Nestor Camacho, a young second-generation Cuban and a proud member of the Marine Patrol of the Miami police. Nestor is conscious of his identity as a Cuban, but like many younger Cubans, he speaks better English than Spanish. After all, the major waves in technology, pop culture, and fashion are all in English, the language of the larger, wealthier world. He lives with his family in Hialeah, in an insular Cuban neighborhood that is ethnically and culturally separate from the United States and even from the city of Miami.

While on patrol, Camacho is ordered to catch a Cuban refugee who has climbed to the top of a boat while trying to sneak into the country. In a remarkable feat of strength, Officer Camacho climbs a rope, detains the suspect, and climbs back down using only his arms—all in full view of a crowd watching from a bridge. While his fellow officers and the English-speaking media hail him as a hero, the Spanish media and Cuban community denounce him as a traidor for stopping a refugee. Even before he comes down the rope he is getting texts from people he doesn’t even know, calling him a latingo (a Latino who has become a gringo). Diversity means that people viewing the very same event interpret it in radically different ways.

Republicans who crow about “naturally conservative” Hispanics—and especially Cubans—would do well to read Mr. Wolfe’s description of this supposedly “right wing” Latino tribe. If assimilation could work with any Latinos, if would be Cuban exiles. Cubans, and Cubans alone, get automatic legal status once they reach American soil, and are sent back only if they are caught at sea. As Hispanics, they are eligible for affirmative action privileges in jobs, education, and other fields. Finally, the Cuban exile community is perhaps the second most influential foreign policy lobby in the United States. The Cuban American National Foundation has had federal funding, and the American government is a stubborn opponent of the Castro regime. Cuban politicians such as Marco Rubio and Bob Menendez have achieved positions of national influence in both major parties.

Nonetheless, Mr. Wolfe shows that Cuban-“Americans” still regard America and real Americans with suspicion and disgust. The Americanos are always “they,” and the Cuban tribe demands loyalty. A distant relative lectures Nestor at a family party: “Technically they had the right to do what they did, but I don’t see how you ever—ever—let them use you as their tool. How could you?” (137) Nestor’s own father accuses him of disgracing the Camacho name forever. The Cuban mayor, whose job it is to navigate the mutual hatreds of the warring tribes, demands Nestor Camacho be all but banished before the black police chief stands up for him.

A comically WASP reporter named John Smith helps Camacho, writing a supportive article, and lets him vent about his family’s betrayal. He even takes him home for a place to sleep when a heartbroken Camacho gets too drunk to drive. Still, the two form more of a mutual assistance pact than a friendship. Camacho uses his police contacts to help the reporter research a story about a Russian oligarch who may have donated forged paintings to the Miami museum. Camacho is grateful, but he can’t help but resent the WASP—“the Americano stood there dressed so Americano, it was annoying.” (218)

Adding to Nestor’s woes, he is unceremoniously dumped, for unrelated reasons, by his girlfriend and fellow Cuban, Magdalena. Magdalena, a psychiatric nurse who simply considers Nestor “a nice Hialeah boy,” is dating her boss, Dr. Norman Lewis. Dr. Lewis is a minor celebrity who treats pornography addiction, and skillfully exploits one of his wealthy clients and a command performance on 60 Minutes to become a social climber. Magdalena considers him “her Americano prince” and loves his “blue eyes . . . wavy brownish hair—[though] she preferred to think of it as blond.” (153) She sees him as her ticket out of insular Hialeah.

It is gradually revealed that Dr. Lewis doesn’t just treat pornography addiction; he’s a kind of sexual addict himself. He tries to force sexual encounters on Magdalena in awkward situations and even in public. He also leverages his celebrity for sordid ends, when he talks his way aboard a yacht party with a group of wealthy white twenty-somethings. Surrounded by blaring pop music, pornography projected onto the sails, and public sex, Magdalena is disgusted by these lust-crazed Americano animals.

Fed up with her former prince, Magdalena finds herself attracted to Sergei Korolyov, a wealthy, blue-eyed, square-jawed Russian who oozes command and presence. She breaks up with Norman Lewis, who loses control, shrieking “bitch!” and physically attacking her. Korolyov takes her out to Sunny Isles, the “Little Moscow” of Miami, another place beyond the United States, where tacky Russians millionaires mock Americans and their pornography addictions.

While Magdalena is climbing the social ladder, Nestor finds himself in another mess. During a bust at a crack house, he subdues a much larger black man who had almost killed Nestor’s partner. This leads to another wave of celebrity for the short but immensely strong police officer—until one of the blacks posts a video he took of the event on YouTube. Stripped of context, it only shows Nestor taunting the defeated criminal, and his partner calling him a jigaboo.

The video goes viral, the usual people shriek about racism, and both officers are immediately put on leave. Once again, the black police chief, who understands the pressures on street cops, fights to keep them from being thrown to the wolves as the mayor wants.

Nestor is at loose ends, but does two things that may yet resurrect him from death by political correctness. The first involves a light-skinned Haitian woman named Ghislaine, a social work volunteer he met during the crack-house bust. She and her father have cultivated tastes, but her brother Philippe is aping the black American gangsta culture, trying to live down his light skin through thuggish behavior.

Philippe attends a disorderly public school, where a teacher has been arrested for assaulting a student. In fact, a black student attacked the teacher and then bullied other blacks into lying or simply not snitching. Ghislaine asks Nestor for help, and he sets in motion a process to make the would-be gangstas recant, saving the teacher from an unjust prison sentence.

Nestor also helps his old supporter John Smith solve the mystery of the forged art. They discover that the museum pieces are skillful fakes, and that the Russian mastermind behind the forgeries is, indeed, Magdalena’s date, Sergei Korolyov.

In the story’s climax, John Smith writes an article about the person he suspects is the forger. This has the intended effect of flushing out Sergei, who reacts with rage when he sees the forger’s name in print. Magdalena tumbles to the fact that her boyfriend is a criminal and asks for Nestor’s help to get out of his clutches.

The forger dies in a mysterious “accident.” John Smith writes a carefully worded article that points the finger at once-leading citizen Sergei Korolyo, who flees the country. With Nestor’s help, John Smith has achieved his journalistic coup.

Meanwhile, the police chief stands up for Nestor Camacho and puts him back on the force despite the mayor’s furious objections. An overjoyed Camacho calls Ghislaine to tell her the good news that he’s a real cop again, and it is implied they will be dating soon. Against all odds, Nestor Camacho gets a happy ending.


While Mr. Wolfe skillfully draws the fault lines of a city at war with itself, his title is misleading because many of the main characters are not reverting to blood, but trying to escape from it. Nestor had no desire to abandon his family and community, but was unceremoniously expelled just for doing his job. He doesn’t feel like a traidor; his primary identity is clearly that of a cop. His new girlfriend at the end of the story isn’t a Cubana, but a light-skinned Haitian. As for Ghislaine herself, she isn’t some paragon of Haitian pride; she and her father define themselves as primarily French. Her little brother is not so much Haitian as a generic black thug, looking for an identity. As Ghislaine puts it, “Right now he wants to be a Neg, a black Haitian . . . and they want to be like American black gangbangers, and I don’t know what American black gangbangers want to be like.” (385) Magdalena suffers a sad but appropriate fate because in her eagerness to get away from her stifling neighborhood, she threw away Nestor Camacho, a “good Hialeah boy” who manages, by the end of the book, to become a local celebrity.


The diversity of Miami is not a primordial force calling people back to their roots but an annoying obstacle. No one can get anything done, and every social interaction is a thinly veiled race war. This is most clearly portrayed at the top of the power structure. The Cuban Mayor, Dionisio Cruz, is always happy to slaughter those below him in the name of racial sensitivity. He seems to have great contempt for the people he ostensibly represents, considering them little better than animals, always on the verge of rioting. He bluntly tells the black police chief, “You know very well that one of the main reasons you were made chief was that we thought you were the man to keep the peace with all these—uh uhhh—communities. So you think I’m gonna stand by and let you now turn racial friction into a goddamn conflagration on my watch?” (618)

The black police chief is also torn between his convictions and his role as a tribal leader. He is intensely aware that he is the African-American link to “the Power.” He knows his black face is the reason he got his job and if he is unable to keep blacks from rioting, he will lose it. Constantly pushing out his massive chest and trying to out-alpha everyone around him, it’s easy to see him as a caricature of the exaggerated masculinity of the insecure black male.

However, he also has some real understanding of his position. Though conscious of discrimination he faced when he was younger, he is well aware of the hypersensitivity about race today. “The ‘African-American community’ was the currently enlightened phrase, and white folks uttered it like they were walking across a bed of exploded light-bulb shards,” he observes. He stands up for his officers even in the face of political correctness, telling the mayor that “the difference between you and me is that you are incapable of thinking about anything other than what the whole city thinks of Dio [you, Dionisio]. Why don’t you try going into a small quiet room and thinking about right and wrong. . . . I bet some of it will come back to you.” (619)

The book’s main theme is the cost of diversity. Nestor is simply doing his duty, but his life is almost ruined because people could die in ethnic riots if he isn’t sacrificed. A teacher’s life is almost destroyed and a Haitian family is almost broken apart because a young pale-skinned mulatto has to feel authentically black by acting like a criminal. A black police chief has to decide between being a good cop and standing up for his men or posturing on behalf of his race. All relationships, whether between John and Nestor, Magdalena and Norman, the chief and the mayor, are colored by racial resentment. Instead of transcending race, a diverse environment forces people to interact as types rather than as human beings. Even when characters like Nestor or Magdalena want to escape their station, they can’t help but see the world through the eyes of their tribe. It’s back to blood after all, whether we want it or not.

A secondary theme is the end of white America, as seen through the eyes of the minor character Edward Topping IV, editor of the Miami Herald. Topping IV is a status-conscious Yalie and a powerful man, but he is always afraid. He is afraid of his domineering wife, he is intimidated by fiery Latinos, and more than anything, he is terrified of being called a racist. When his wife gets into a shrieking argument over a parking space with a Latina, he can see the headlines: “ ‘Herald Editor’s Wife in Racist Rant’—he could write the whole thing himself.” (18) When his wife tells the cursing Hispanic, “You’re in America now!” she responds with the knockout punch, “No, mia malhablada puta gorda, [you foul-mouthed fat whore] we een Mee-ah-mee now! You een Mee-ah-mee now!”

Topping understands this. He knows he may be rich and influential, but only if he does exactly what is expected. He desperately wants John Smith to abandon his journalistic crusade about the fake art because he is afraid it could lead to a defamation law suit. He groans inwardly at the mutilations PC imposes on the English language, but is eager to lead an anti-racist crusade if it will sell newspapers. He interprets his job this way: “If the mutts start growling, snarling, and disemboweling one another with their teeth—celebrate the Diversity of it all and make sure the teeth get whitened.” (11) The thin crust of Americanos in Miami cling to their status only by surrendering their integrity. It is Topping who realizes it’s “back to blood,” but lacks the courage to go back to his own blood.

This book has been criticized for “racial insensitivity” but if anyone is portrayed unflatteringly it is the whites. They are a combination of physical weakness, moral cowardice, and sexual failure. Only WASP archetype John Smith is effective, although he is shy around women, nervous in the presence of physical strength, politically correct, and capable of combat only through the weapon of the media. Though the Russians have their own tribal identity and strength, they are gangsters and frauds. While blacks are thugs and Cubans are superstitious and xenophobic, as groups they have a certain integrity. Whites are a weak joke.

A third theme is the battle for status and the illusion of power. This drives the actions of most of the characters in the novel, especially the most dishonorable ones. Magdalena thinks she can date her way out of her neighborhood, Dr. Lewis tries to make himself a celebrity by acting larger than he is, Edward Topping IV clings to residual WASP privilege, and Sergei’s fraud is driven by the desire to move from oligarch to civic leader. All are pretending to be something they are not, and none really gets what he wants. The black police chief acts honorably, but even his defense of Nestor is partially driven by his desire to “beat” the Cuban mayor, not just loyalty to his men.

Nestor, though bumbling and naive, acts with integrity and ends with his reputation and job restored, and a new and better woman. Mr. Wolfe is suggesting that especially in an age driven by media and public relations, a person with integrity will ultimately triumph over the schemes of social climbers and media manipulators. This is an unusually idealistic theme for Mr. Wolfe, given his cynical portrait of the splendors of American diversity.

However, in the absence of social trust or even a real society, characters who actually aren’t out to manipulate or deceive enjoy a certain advantage. John Smith, Nestor Camacho, and Ghislaine share the fundamentally simple motivations of doing their jobs well and helping people they care about. Perhaps for that reason, they succeed where others fail because the power structure has become so complicated that it’s almost impossible for even the most subtle schemer and social climber to navigate it.

Certainly, Mr. Wolfe is telling us that the most seemingly powerful men may be phonies like the Wizard of Oz, while history is made by people on the ground. The mayor of Miami seems less a civic leader than a desperate man trying to keep the lid on a kettle before it blows. Who really is leading Miami? Is anyone?

A final message is the perversion of masculinity and sexual desire. Again, Nestor, though flirtatious to waitresses and the like, is essentially restrained when it comes to women. When he is dumped, he reacts with hurt and anger rather that attacking Magdalena as Norman Lewis does. Nestor’s motivations are essentially pure—he cared about Magdalena. In contrast, many of the other men throughout the novel—especially the whites—are perverts driven by lust. Norman Lewis has succumbed to the disease he was supposed to treat, Sergei treats women as disposable, and whites in general are driven to frenzy by a combination of the sexual beat of pop music, collapsing social mores, and rampant pornography.

Mr. Wolfe does not blame this on individual characters but on the larger society, suggesting that America is approaching a kind of sexual frenzy, tempting men with ever more carnality until restraint is all but impossible. Whites in particular substitute ever more decadent sexual behavior for the tribal solidarity and masculine aggression that is forbidden to them.

Women also do not get off the hook. Edward Topping IV’s wife is a feminist horror, a shrewish and domineering Yalie (of course), who constantly berates and emasculates her husband. Meanwhile, Magdalena uses sex as a weapon. She is promiscuous and deceptive, simultaneously sleeping with Dr. Lewis and Nestor at the beginning of the novel, presumably without either knowing about the other. She schemes to be alone with Sergei even while she is still seeing Lewis. She sees her sexuality as a way to bolster her career and social status, and uses it to step over the men in her life. She is young and confused, and uses people as means rather than ends, just as Lewis does. She never realizes what she is doing and gets exactly what she deserves when Sergei uses her only for her body.

Again, Mr. Wolfe responds with an old fashioned, idealistic message in his counterexample. The healthiest relationship in the book is between Nestor Camacho and Ghislaine. While Nestor is clearly attracted to her and fantasizes about her legs, he restrains himself and controls the sexual tension. Though he is simply helping out her family, their relationship actually proceeds as a kind of courtship, yet to be consummated. Significantly, Mr. Wolfe ends the book with Ghislaine genuinely happy that Nestor has met with good fortune. Mr. Wolfe suggests that even in the filth of modernity, an old-fashioned approach actually works best and the emerging relationship has a strong foundation.

Criticism and conclusion

Tom Wolfe is 82 years old and may be reading his old-fashioned values into the story more than is justified. While it is exciting—especially for race realists—that a prominent author is honestly discussing race, culture, and ethnicity, Mr. Wolfe is begging the question when it comes to what drives anti-white animus and multiculturalism. He is also unduly optimistic about assimilation and the relationship of non-whites to America.

Mr. Wolfe portrays multiculturalism purely as a cynical game. Edward Topping IV seems to regard PC as a joke. He is scared of it to be sure, but he doesn’t actually believe in it. Meanwhile, his liberal wife screams at someone to speak English. Even John Smith notes that having left Miami, he is now “in America.”

This does not ring true. While many whites are afraid to discuss race honestly, many others believe in diversity and racial egalitarianism. They block out facts and experiences that contradict their ideological predispositions just as a religious zealot would. A liberal woman from Yale would not be angry that someone didn’t speak English—she’d think it was wonderful. A liberal newspaperman wouldn’t think PC was a game but a stern, righteous code to be enforced on unbelievers. Cosmopolitan progressives would not think Miami was “foreign”—they would think of the Florida populated by Southern whites as an evil, foreign, scary, and racist place.

Mr. Wolfe is correct to interpret progressive racial attitudes as status symbols, but misses their essential character. Progressive whites are conscious of other whites, but they truly hate, despise, and fear racially conscious whites as the “other.” Non-whites are not “others” to be feared, but victims to be cherished and supported, even if it hurts white interests.

While racial liberals are guilty of plenty of hypocrisy about where they choose to live, eat, or send their children to school, most honestly believe they surround themselves with people like themselves for non-racial reasons. Unlike Edward Topping IV, racial progressives are less interested in policing their own thoughts for signs of racism than policing other people. After all, the basic conviction of white racial progressives is that they are still in charge, that they are the only historical actors who matter, and that non-whites are essentially passive recipients of their altruism.

A second major criticism is that Mr. Wolfe seems to think that non-white racial loyalty is a product of the underclass that is abandoned once non-whites “assimilate” into white American culture. His second-generation Cubans don’t speak Spanish, his black police chief is a cop first and a black man second, and his Cuban mayor is always in terror of riots by one racial proletariat or another. Actually, the American higher education system, such as it is, ensures that non-white racial loyalty tends to increase with social status. A key example would be Michelle Obama, who after her affirmative-action admission to Princeton wrote her thesis on how racist everything is, became a professional diversity consultant, and only became “proud of her country” after it elected her husband President.

Social status and education let non-whites learn about white privilege, the history of white wickedness, and the vocabulary by which they can “deconstruct” their oppression. Just as the privileged Cuban community is still tribalist and “outside” the American identity, so does the average privileged black or Hispanic think he is opposed to the hated white power structure. After all, we have Oscar-winning actors joking on national television about how great it is that they get to kill all the white people in a movie—and well-trained and domesticated white people applaud.

In a more realistic depiction, Magdalena might date rich whites but would be far more willing to use race rather than sex as a weapon in a confrontation, especially with image-conscious characters like Norman Lewis. The black police chief, like Chief Moose of Washington DC, would use his position to fight white “racism” rather than protect his officers, with whites left to rely only on their union. Nestor Camacho would not have a chance. Finally, light-skinned blacks like Ghislaine’s father would be less likely to reinvent themselves as French and more likely to become racially conscious blacks along the lines of Jeremiah Wright.

Where Mr. Wolfe gets it right is in his portrayal of a city constantly on the edge. As the nation increasingly looks like the Third-World metropolis in South Florida, the social system frays. Every police arrest in a minority neighborhood, every political appointment, and every social encounter where there is a danger of a verbal slip can cause a media frenzy. Diversity means a constant feeling of being on edge, of not being able to take common sense for granted, and for whites, being on the verge of professional destruction because of circumstances over which they have no control.

Mr. Wolfe has given us an excellent picture of the society that diversity and “tolerance” have given us, “where everyone hates everyone else” and government looks more like mutually assured destruction than efficient administration. Where he gets it wrong is in thinking that the poison of diversity is simply an annoyance that can be avoided. It has penetrated everything, at every social level, and no one is exempt from it.

Mr. Wolfe’s age, experience, and reputation mean he can see and say things that no one else can. Unfortunately, it also means he might not able to go far enough. Diversity is not as bad as it is portrayed in Back to Blood. It’s worse.

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Gregory Hood
Mr. Hood has been active in conservative youth movements in the US.
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  • The first time I figured there was something bogus with this “Cubans as model assimilation capable Hispanic minority” myth was the 1997 World Series, involving the Florida (now Miami) Marlins. Half the stadium was waving Cuban flags.

    I don’t consider crossing over from Miami to Broward County necessarily to be crossing from the third world into America. I’ll leave that for you to figure out. From what I can tell, you really don’t hit America in Florida until you get well north of Orlando.

    • pcmustgo

      Yes, once outside the trendy South Beach area, even blocks away, I got some attitude from Surly, ghetto hispanics, either Puerto Ricans or Cubans. I saw a rather whitish looking Latino mug a white guy, basically racing off with his wallet. I did stay at a ghetto motel though for cheaper accomodations, and found the people there, however ghetto, to be pleasant enough.

      Yeah, like LA, everything is so cutesy deceptive in Miami. Cute little housing projects in Pink! I’m not used to that. In NYC projects are huge 25 story brick, ugly and intimidating. False sense of security in Miami and I guess LA. The ghettos look all “cute”. Of course, danger lurks behind that cute, pink facade.

      One of the amazing things about Miami is how much waterfront property there is. There’s a lot of bays and inlets and the rich people have property there. Driving the roads there is fun cause they give you a nice sense of the scenery. But yeah, go inland and it’s ghetto’s galore. Those people DON”T have waterfront views, that’s for sure. And no trees.

    • Gracchus123

      Right. I used to live in North Florida and the consensus there was that South of Gainesville, Florida was a foreign country. That was a while back, and then, Miami was considered yet another borough of NYC with the Puerto Ricans replaced with Cubans.

      • pcmustgo

        And Key West is like the West Village/Greenwich Village in NYC, it’s so Gay.

        That being said, NYC is also a place where “no one is from”. That wasn’t always the case, but lately all the whites in Manhattan and trendy parts of Brooklyn are boring midwest hipster/yuppie transplants, and most of the non-whites are immigrants- puerto ricans, jamaicans, trinidadians, indians, pakistanis, guyanese, chinese, korean + white immigrants like Russians/Polish. The only real native new yorkers are maybe some blacks, ricans, Italians, Jews and Irish.

        And to whomever said NYC is mostly white cause you walked around Manhattan and it was full of Rich White People, yeah, the real new yorkers and ethnics have been gentrified out. The Northern half of Brooklyn is one huge swath of 100% black ghetto, The Bronx is even more ghetto, a mix of puerto rican/dominican and black, and Queens is full of Asians. NYC in it’s totality, the 5 boros,, is 70% non-white, and the 30% of whites include about 1/2 that are Hasidic/Orthodox Jewish and recent European immigrants.

        NYC is just as foreign, if not more so, than Miami. If you never leave yuppie , gentrified to the core Manhattan though, you wouldn’t know.

        • pcmustgo

          oh, there’s a few rich white kids, wasps and maybe now some Jews, that grow up in Manhattan too and attend private school , but they’re a small percentage of the total, a rarified breed… Park Avenue Princesses.

        • pcmustgo
    • Stan_Mute

      Florida is a unique state. There are virtually no native floridians. The west coast is comprised of rust belt retirees and refugees along with the Puerto Ricans and Africans. The east coast, south east anyway, is comprised of New York area Jews, Haitians, Jamaicans, Cubans, and miscellaneous Central and South Americans. In the south florida mix are also virtually all the celebrities and mega rich on the planet. Further north on the east coast and you’re back to rust belters and blue collar retirees. Central Florida has the original Florida Crackers and the true Cracker Culture of which many are quite proud. This runs from north of Okeechobee to Gainesville and beyond. You’ll also find wealthy equestrians, retirees (The Villages), Old Florida rural Africans along with ranchers and farmers. Orlando, in the middle of Central Florida, is an anomaly due to the tourists brought in by Disney, Universal, and the rest of the tourist traps. Orlando has terrible African crime and a very large Puerto Rican community along with the generic Central Americans. Northeast Florida, north of St Augustine, is Southern Georgia just as the Panhandle is Southern Alabama. NONE of these groups like one another.

      The thing largely missing in there is America. You can find some that isn’t the crazy Cracker (think Appalachian hillbilly but ten times freakier) in Central Florida, the Panhandle, Ft Myers, and Ft Pierce north up the coast to Georgia.

      Here’s the thing though – of all these groups, the Cracker is about the only race realist segment. If everything went to hell, living among the Crackers would be your best shot at survival.

      • pcmustgo

        Seminoles, Florida’s Native Americans, are not even native to Florida- they are descended from Creek tribes that the white man pushed out of Georgia during the Creek wars.

      • pcmustgo
    • David W.

      Florida is the only State where the more north you drive the more south you get.

  • pcmustgo

    “Topping understands this. He knows he may be rich and influential, but only if he does exactly what is expected.”

    This is why I REFUSE to just go along with the PC program to fit in, even in an ultra liberal city (NYC). I’d be lying through my teeth and leading an inauthentic life. I refuse to live that way. Luckily, I’m self-employed, so I can live that way.

    • pcmustgo

      And I wholeheartedly agree. PC is forcing people to LIVE A LIE. That is why it is so sick.

      • Stan_Mute

        That is also why it’s so powerful. Every day we are required to tell ourselves and others just another small lie until we have totally lost sight of what is right and true.

        • pcmustgo

          No way to live….

  • pcmustgo

    A note or two on Miami and the (brilliant) book review:

    Hialeah is a ghetto slum by the airport. That’s where you’re most likely to get carjacked/kidnapped. The cubans/ latinos have a special penchant for driving up to you (on Miami’s vast, looping, often surrounded by masses of water highways) and saying “Hey, are you lost? Do you need help?” Never say yes and pull over , because that is a common scam to lure lost tourists into getting carjacked or worse. This actually happened to me in Miami. A latino in a bright red sportscar, nice shiny new one, zoomed up to me while I was indeed lost on the road there and asked me if I was lost and needed help.

    Hialeah is so poor, it’s full of all these tiny pink houses that don’t even have trees in front of them. They just sit there and bake in the sun. The people there can’t even afford to plant a tree in their yards to block the sun.

    All of the Rich White People live in Miami Beach, specifically South Beach, where the beautiful art deco houses are. Much like in LA, where whites live in Santa Monica/Venice Beach, the cutesy area by the beach, and the rest of the city is Third World.

    Miami is full of women of all races who dress like total prostitutes. I have never seen this ANYWHERE else in the country. These women where super high heels with tiny little spandex mini skirts- way beyond sexy, it simply looks like a hooker look. The entire city revolves around image- tanning, beach bodies, breast implants, and of course, super flashy sports cars. The thing to do (and everyone does) in Miami Beach is rent (or own) a super flashy sports car to drive around South Beach with. The whole city is very 1980’s feeling.

    I’m wondering why Thomas Wolfe seems to think Whites are so lustful and sex-obsessed… I would think Blacks and Latinos, with their higher std rates, their rap music videos and telenovella’s full of scantily dressed women, are much more so. The Latinos don’t really need porn- Spanish Television IS porn!!!!! Has Wolfe ever been to the Puerto Rican Day Parade? Plenty of flesh and lust on display

    That being said, if there’s any city that’s sexually obsessed and would have a lot of porn being displayed on yacht sails, it would be Miami. It is a very slutty city. Also, a lot of people only go to Miami to vacation, so like Vegas, it attracts people who come to party, do drugs, and visit prostitutes.

    • pcmustgo

      Correction, “wear”… where super high heel

      When I write fast I forget to mind those words

      • OlderWoman

        Isn’t Black Bike Week there? I read the gays were trying to stop Black Bike Week as they literally destroy the area. Gays vs. Blacks – interesting.

        • Mike Lane

          We need to divide and conquer.

    • Michael Alan Prock

      According to the Census Dept. Hialeah is 95% White. Just one of many indications they are lying to us. Their projections say Whites will be a minority in the US around 2040. I’m thinking more like some time in the next year.

      • pcmustgo

        CUBANS, MORE THAN ANY LATINO GROUP, WANT TO BE WHITE OR BE VIEWED AS WHITE OR CONSIDER THEMSELVES WHITE. They hate blacks and dump blond hair dye all over their heads and think that makes them white. Like most Latinos, the vast bulk are mulatto/mestizo, mostly mulatto quadroons and tri-racials (like Puerto Ricans) in their case. So no surprise they checked white on the census. Latinos aren’t very bright either and are just now figuring out that “hispanic is not a race, nor is Mexican” and trying to figure out what “race” they are. In reality, they are a mix of all the races and Mexicans are mostly Amer-Indian.

        But checking white on their census does not means they like us Americano Whites, us “gringos”. It just shows how uneducated and racially confused they are.

        Yeah, America gained 12 million new “whites” on the census who turned out to be Mexicans checking “white”. Most Mexicans should check “Hispanic-Amer-Indian”, but that concept totally confuses them.

        • pcmustgo

          And gives more credence to the La Raza/Aztlan crowd.

      • Cubans are the rudest group of people I have ever encountered on American soil. They are ruder than Negroes. They project an arrogance that is impossible to describe. They ooze violence from their very pores. Maybe Castro did cast out the worst of the worst.

        • pcmustgo

          Puerto Ricans are a combination of thuggish/violence/ghettoness, but sort of in an entertaining way and friendly and warm at the same time, certainly not arrogant. Union City NJ is full of Cubans. I don’t know many, as I didn’t grow up there or in Miami.

    • Joe Webb

      it is not because they are too poor to buy a tree….they are too stupid to appreciate a tree, or even get into the shade. Blacks, I have been told by southern real estate agents, don’t like trees and will cut them down if they can because they are “snaky.”

      This is probably genetically determined by tens of thousands of years of unpleasant experience with snakes. Joe

      • The Verdict of History

        You would think that they would have adapted themselves – after several millenia of swinging through vines, branches and thick brush – to tree life…

      • plato102

        Amren, just when I think I’ve ‘heard it all’ from one of your commenters, a new contender enters the fray. My wife will get a good chuckle from this one — we’re genetically averse to snakes! I’m speechless …

        • Dude

          Just why did you choose that name, homie? It’s too White for you. I guess you must really appreciate the Forms, like the form of booty.

  • pcmustgo

    Are you sure Miami is more immigrant’s per percentage of population than NYC or LA?

    “Miami is the only city in the world, as far as I can tell—in the world—whose population is more than fifty percent recent immigrant . . . if you really want to understand Miami, you got to realize one thing first of all. In Miami, everybody hates everybody.” (424)

    • Stan_Mute

      I’m not sure and I’ve spent considerable time in all three areas. It’s definitely Miami or LA, NYC doesn’t come close. Stroll around in manhattan and you see whites everywhere. The subways are different of course. But anywhere in LA or Miami you are more likely to find a mestizo than a white.

  • pcmustgo


    Overall. Whites have much more “Integrity” than Blacks or any of the other angry non-whites who use race as a bludgeon to take out their enemies or achieve personal goals. Whites might be cowards or moral cowards, but we, as a group, have much higher morals than the generally lacking in morals Blacks. Also, can Whites be blamed for being cowards on the issue of race? The consequences for being honest are high- physical violence, being fired from jobs, etc. Whites are more confused about race than anything- part of them wants to be “nice”/non-racist/treat others fairly regardless of their skin color and part of them wants to be honest- but sometimes you can’t have or do both at the same time.

    This book has been criticized for “racial insensitivity” but if anyone is portrayed unflatteringly it is the whites. They are a combination of physical weakness, moral cowardice, and sexual failure. Only WASP archetype John Smith is effective, although he is shy around women, nervous in the presence of physical strength, politically correct, and capable of combat only through the weapon of the media. Though the Russians have their own tribal identity and strength, they are gangsters and frauds. While blacks are thugs and Cubans are superstitious and xenophobic, as groups they have a certain integrity. Whites are a weak joke.

  • pcmustgo

    Hmmm, perhaps Thomas Wolfe is engaging in a bit of Noble Savage writing with Nestor Comacho’s character;

    “In contrast, many of the other men throughout the novel—especially the whites—are perverts driven by lust”

    • OlderWoman

      Dumping on the white male. Disgusting. I’d have thought Wolfe would have defended them.

      • fakeemail

        From this review, I don’t think he’s “dumping on white males.” Wolfe is highlighting how the White Man’s aggression and national tendency to defend territory has been neutered. And how (under feminism) it has become *extremely* difficult to get married young to a nice white girl. Therefore these stymied desires get perverted into habits like pornography.

        But anyway, great review of the book. Thanks! I don’t even need to read the thing now!

  • pcmustgo

    Whites will discuss race honestly, stop believing in diversity and racial egalitarianism and will stop blocking out facts and experiences that contradict their liberal brainwashing once they are forced to by the circumstances; once they are forced to “fight back” verbally with aggressive, disrespectful and angry, rude non-whites, once they are drowning in diversity, and realize it’s harmful to them. These white liberals have not had THOSE “EXPERIENCES” yet or enough that force them to challenge their worldview and get angry about it. If they did, they wouldn’t be white liberals.

    Not all white liberals are that PC by the way. There’s a spectrum.

    “This does not ring true. While many whites are afraid to discuss race honestly, many others believe in diversity and racial egalitarianism. They block out facts and experiences that contradict their ideological predispositions just as a religious zealot would. A liberal woman from Yale would not be angry that someone didn’t speak English—she’d think it was wonderful. A liberal newspaperman wouldn’t think PC was a game but a stern, righteous code to be enforced on unbelievers. Cosmopolitan progressives would not think Miami was “foreign”—they would think of the Florida populated by Southern whites as an evil, foreign, scary, and racist place.”

  • pcmustgo

    Yes, many Latinas (and Blacks… and Asians) try to date their way out of the Ghetto….

  • Mike Lane

    What we need is a great timeless epic novel like Atlas Shrugged that puts ideal character who embody our fundamental ideals against unfathomable odds in a world like the one we live in today, but only far worse.

    • Excellent thot.

      Finding a publisher, however, would be a challenge.

  • Mr. Hood should have included a comparison to the other recent novel on immigration, Derek Turner’s Sea Changes. It was reviewed by Amren here:

  • MikeofAges

    One world is no world. Say what you want about the non-western masses. They know that much. Don’t forget, sometimes “ignorance is truth”. And sometimes “freedom is slavery”. The idea that “war is peace” seems like a stretch. When limited warfare maintains good boundaries however, then war is, after a fashion, peace.

    Only the liberal ninnies think otherwise. Liberals are convinced that the movement of people is somehow always a creative force. Liberal are aware that traditional societies break down in contact with more advanced societies. Usually that much is true, but they forget that advanced societies can break down as they suffer barbarian invasion or infiltration even when the new arrivals are not racially distinct.

  • Angry White Woman

    Thank you for this review. I will be purchasing and reading this in the new year. It’s not a book I would normally be attracted to, and if not for this review, would never hae known what a gem I had bypassed unaware.

    • Angry White Woman

      **Have, not hae…

      • Use Disqus for comments. It has an edit feature. 🙂

  • KenelmDigby

    London, Britain’s capital city is also composed of ‘over 50% recent immigrants’.

  • I think it amazing how social engineers have managed to tap into the altruistic conscience of white people to short-circuit their innate sense of tribalism. Only white people imbibe in denial and view self preservation with disdain.

    Truth is, Western culture has provided humanity with the innovation and technology that provides everything from molecular science to the electric light bulb. The white race is the benefactor; the world’s population the beneficiary. And when the goose is cooked, there will be no more golden eggs.

    Where’s the gratitude?

    • The Verdict of History

      The White Man is the primary contributor to humanity’s sustenance and advancement.

      All non-European peoples owe a tremendous debt of gratitude to White Humanity, which has been the source of progress, enlightenment, representative government, scientific – medical – and technological acceleration for the past 7 centuries, and during the Classical Era…

      Diversity is a strategy designed to obscure the uniqueness and exceptionalism of the Western Legacy….

      We have an entire legacy to vigorously defend!

      And the future continues to slip away…

      • 5n4k33y35

        Yep. They don’t want us to have credit as the engineers of all the modern marvels and conveniences they take for granted, so they have engaged in a coordinated campaign to crap on our legacy 24/7/365.

  • Bernie

    “Everybody still has to believe in something . . . so that leaves only our blood, the bloodlines that course through our very bodies to unite us. ‘La Raza!’ as the Puerto Ricans cry out. ‘The Race!’ cries the whole world. All people, all people everywhere have but one last thing on their minds—Back to Blood!”
    Well, somebody better tell this to whites.

  • pcmustgo

    Too bad Wolfe didn’t weave in something about the foreclosure crisis in Miami. Reading an article on 10 Most Miserable American Cities and Miami is #1 on the list:

  • LHathaway

    Mr Taylor over intellectualizes this? Blacks bully and beat up everyone who is not black, especially Hispanics. With a green light on this behavior, blacks even bully and beat up other blacks – it’s a small price to pay to rationalize being able to abuse people of light.

    The establishment responds to this all by mandating that everyone in the country should feel great sympathy and concern for, blacks – this is supposed to keep them from being so violent – while everyone else adopts their gangster attitudes – because they are being held up as superior to everyone else.

    Then again, maybe political correctness (black men as the ultimate victims) is all about ensuring women of light continue sleeping with black men – no matter what it takes to ensure this/no matter what the consequences.

  • Tim_in_Indiana

    I’ve been a fan of Tom Wolfe’s ever since I read From Bauhaus To Our House, a sendup of “modern” architecture. This sounds like another perceptive and thought-provoking book.

  • Has anyone read “Jack’s War” by C.C. Conrad? I’m about to get started on it.

  • Joe Webb

    I have coined a new term: Feral Adults. I have even noticed some amongst us. The Culture Destroyers and the Culture Cultists…the psychoanalysis/Woody child-molesterAllen types, and the Liberals, respectively…have in the first place, softened up White culture with their bombardment of animal sex, etc, and the Liberals have been the ground troops with their

    leveling bulldozers…we all equal now. Equally free to do what comes naturally. If it feels good , do it.

    Books? we don’t need no stinking books. Besides I went to college and know we are all equal. You tink you’re better than me? You’re a racisthaternazi.

  • purestocles

    I too enjoyed this review. Well done. Again, the issue of borders and race.

    This morning I woke up thinking about coherence. Philosophers say that for a statement to be true it must minimally meet two conditions. It must both correspond to something out there in the objective world and it must be internally coherent i.e, it must not be logically inconsistent.

    We know that a statement such as “A rabbit is Queen of this beehive” is untrue without having to literally lift the lid off the top of the hive and check. We know this because we know something about the behavior of bees and rabbits and we realize the impossibility of a beehive’s even existing if a rabbit were Queen. And while this is not an example of logical incoherence, it illustrates another type of incoherence. Because in fact, the hive proactively insures its coherence through the efforts of a designated class of worker bees which scours the hive for alien invaders such as wasps and even decrepit workers who are ruthlessly culled and thrown upon the scrap pile. It would not be an overstatement to say that the hive maintains its identity by maintaining its coherence–its lack of internal inconsistency.

    In no case do we find a hive admitting alien bees and wasps. Were it to do so, it would cease to exist. And it is inconceivable for the hive to allow alien bees to eat up the storehouse of honey that its workers have labored so diligently to produce. We conclude that a hive maintains its identity–its existence–by means of a strong border that divides inner from outer.

    Obviously, the USA is not a beehive. We have a very porous border. People come and go seemingly at will.

    Nor does the USA respect other nation’s borders. We are constantly intervening all around the globe in other people’s business–making their’s our business. We buy and sell to everyone, everywhere. Our businesses have penetrated every corner and nook of the world in search of raw materials and markets and to insure access to these we wage war wherever, whenever and with whomever we want. We have reached out far beyond the confines of our hive.

    As a consequence and concomitantly, our borders are fuzzy and diffuse. Since we are “out there”, they are “in here”. These may be opposite sides of the same coin.

    It might be the case that when a nation decides(?) to become an Imperial Power, it forsakes its uniquely tribal, hive-like identity. And so ironically, the forces arrayed against maintaining a unique American identity are the very same Imperial-minded financial and corporate powers who built the technologically-advanced White civilization which we revere and wish to preserve.

    • The Verdict of History

      Cohesion equates to racism to the Globalist.

      To the Globalists, initiation of far-off ventures, like imperial escapades, is complimentary with efforts to erode pillars of National Identity, to undermine the foundations of cultural particularism through egalitarian multiculturalism and corrosive immigration policies, and to expose unsuspecting working class people to the tyranny of World Markets and Global Finance, with all its fluctuations and wild vagaries.

      AS FOR COHERENCE: these are elements of a coherent strategy to destroy the white race… and the program is only accelerating…

  • Lygeia

    Well, I was with the story until I read this, “The Cuban mayor . . . demands Nestor Camacho be all but banished before the black police chief stands up for him.”

    This would never happen. By writing this Tom Wolfe panders to the false idea that people don’t split down racial lines, while pretending to be a book about how we do split along racial lines. This is a little too clever for its own good, and I see through it.

    And then we have this, “Surrounded by blaring pop music, pornography projected onto the sails, and public sex, Magdalena is disgusted by these lust-crazed Americano animals.”

    Since “Americano” is the slang used in this book to describe white people, the aforementioned sentence is ostensibly about us, but we don’t act that why. The book is a wolf in sheep’s clothing, pun very much intended.

    • 5n4k33y35

      This is outdated PC nonsense from Tom Wolfe. You’re absolutely right. This book is pretentious. People are already much more tribal than this book would have us believe. They always have been, except for delusional “Progressive” whites.

  • I don’t know if there still exists light-skinned Blacks in Haiti, but if it does, they would certainly not call themselves French.

  • pcmustgo

    Bought the book for $10 off of

  • Fr. John+

    None of the reviews state the obvious. Obummer’s Mugabe-like “revenge re-coronation” was done, clearly at the hands of NON-WHITES, by and large. Note the words of a poster on this forum: “The west coast is comprised of rust belt retirees and refugees along with the Puerto Ricans and Africans. The east coast, south east anyway, is comprised of New York area Jews, Haitians, Jamaicans, Cubans, and miscellaneous Central and South Americans. ”

    NONE of those EVER will be an American- if, to be American, means White (and it does).

    As FLA is the ONLY state that went for (the’O’) outside of VA- whose Yankee Supremacists have fled NYC for the Arlington ring suburbs, thereby bringing their own curse with them, rather than leaving it up north- much the same thing occured in FLA. Dixie- the true South, even with 400-year old squatter ex-slaves in their midst, STILL voted as a bloc against the Negro-in-Chief.

    Whites are almost paralyzed by fear (false evidence appearing real) to read books like Avdeyev’s “Raciology,” or Bristow’s “White Apocalypse,” because these books tell it like it is- Whites have NOTHING in common with the non-White hordes on the planet.

    Until and unless we get that idea to supplant our previous mind-numbing indoctrination (there’s no race- only the human race), when someone says they are an ‘anti-racist,’ just say back to them, ‘Anti-racist is a code word for anti-WHITE,’ and see how much clearer you start to think, after that is uttered four or five times.

  • Eman_ruse

    “Miami is the only city in the world, as far as I can tell—in the world—whose population is more than fifty percent recent immigrant”

    Unless he’s using a narrower definition of “recent” than I would, Toronto is as well.

  • samadams72

    Wait a min. Did I just understand this article right? This site for that matter? You guys are kidding me…right?? OMG>

  • Aware

    I’ve browsed through it and it reads well. It’s admirable how Wolfe has maintained his characteristic verve and bite well into his eighties, and seems to have even improved in his craft. As an old-fashioned Southern gentleman of old-stock it’s obvious he’s upset by how the country of his youth has changed so drastically and badly in the past several decades. But instead of showing his frustration in a direct and embarrassing manner, he uses fiction laced with satire and wit to voice his complaint. I like how he manages to truthfully and amusingly convey the mindset of particular individuals who embody their racial groups. If one wants a good grasp of how the typical minority and white liberal thinks and behaves, “Back to Blood” is a compelling educator.

  • Funruffian

    This summary of the book informs me enough although I’m sure this book is captivating. It just goes to prove that in a world of ethnic and racial diversity there is constant struggle, waste and tension which is ultimately unavoidable. Divershitty ruins progress, promotes animosity, and creates mistrust in a neverending labyrinth of discord and civil unrest.