Last century, back in the 1960’s and 70’s, when I was a mere lad growing-up in the 213, South Central LA, there were, let us say “limitations” placed upon black folk’s aspirations, big n’ small, in all walks of life, and LA was lax in its oppression compared to other parts of officially/unofficially segregated America. Los Angeles wasn’t LA, i.e., lower Alabama, instead it was one of the more progressive if not “enlightened” utopias for black folks to dwell.

Nonetheless . . . .

As a little colored/negro/black boy I tragically understood there were certain things, I guess particular occupations I couldn’t hold, despite, regardless of what my folks told me about equality : quarterback in the NFL being one, and another being an astronaut for NASA, a pro-golfer like the cool cats on ABC’s Wide, Wide World Of Sports. Nor if I were a girl, I think I’d knew the world of pro tennis wasn’t really for me, despite the reign of Althea Gibson . . . And I sure as hell knew I couldn’t be a NASCAR racer nor could I, even if a girl . . . could not be President of these so-called United States of America.

That “preferred” America of the 1960’s and 70’s, when everyone knew their assigned places explains why today Kaepernick, Tiger, Serena and Obama are so hated by millions, and millions and millions . . . and millions of white folks.

These black Americans represent and embody change, more specifically the exchange of, knowledge, wealth, money, influence and societal clout from one white hand to a hand of color . . . with a fresh manicure of course. Don’t nobody want to grow-up to be Kid Rock, Ted Nugent or Donald Trump, for they represent and embody all that is right-wingedly wrong with America.

We could all get along if white men would just shut the blank-up for once.

No, instead they despise and oppose the unwashed masses of dirty colored people and negro luvin’ liberals who’ve purchase Kaepernick jerseys, posters and stock in Nike which backs “Kaepernick . . . not Tim Tebow, who was the last artificially inflated but now deflated “great white hope . . . / dope.” Recall Tebow, the great “chosen” “all-American” messiah whose gridiron demise says so much about white privilege in the NFL. Tebow, Brady, the Mannings all represent “giving the people, i.e., white people what they want . . .” which is a return to yesteryear, 1963. When a White running backs, receivers and, believe it or not cornerbacks were the league norm and standard.

Speaking of norms and standards, there’s a tragic marginalization of what Tiger “Who” and the Williams sisters accomplished . . . they kicked-down the country club doors which kept the human trash out of gentlemen and ladies recreational endeavors . . . Joe Louis, Sugar Ray Robinson and Ali transforming boxing was one thing, while football and basketball and even baseball were one thing, but golf and tennis, that was different.

Tiger showing his stripes of color and sleeping with all them white women . .. while he was redefining the game of golf, making them redesign golf courses, ‘Tiger-proofing” them as to diminish his reign of terror. Kinda how the NFL redefined the QB position for mobile statues of men for as long as they could fake it, now my homie, McHomes, along with Russell Wilson, and Cam are redefining the alpha-male golden boy filed general position which allegedly, according to white insight demanded skills and characteristics black men didn't come equipped with . . only white guys.

Leadership, intelligence, character, guts, human elements we black folks were inherently void of, according to white folks.

Ain't that a bitch?

Speaking of bitches, that’s the “term of endearment” a lot of white folks apply to Serena behind they’re fortified suburban and rural home’s doors. Why, because she’s redefined not just the game of ladies tennis, but also what a lady is . . . most white men, who suffer from MPS (Micro Penis Syndrome) . . . which is all in the head . . . are intimidated by a real woman, it’s that Romper Room simple.

Speaking again of norms and standards . . . a black president was not conceivable, doable or attainable in our little minds way back then in the time of platforms and bell bottoms. Or as we called them “Fred Astaires’” A black president was a sin against Mother Nature’s natural order of things . . . a black man, let alone colored woman sleeping in the White House . . . that was a “far-fetched” notion in the minds of most.

A brother holding the US nuclear codes . . . no a black man would have in 1970, 1980, 1990, even in 2000 would have believed it - it would be “that’s outta my department.”

The success of these Black folks, and the trickle-down impact they’ve leveled-upon sports and the greater society as a whole angers and disgust a large slice of white America, they see it as “taking their country,” their national pastimes and “making them black,” far too black for most of white America’s bland taste buds. Their success makes them the most hated black folks in America. I’d wear that tag with pride and honor, like a medal.

That was King Trump’s angry white people “war cry,” that they’d “take back America, and make it whiter again!” Look around, they meant it.