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 By now, the nation and much of the English speaking 
              world have become familiar with the racist tirade of Michael Richards, 
              former cast member of “Seinfeld”, where he played the 
              hairy, neurotic “Kramer”. This occurred at the landmark 
              “Laugh Factory”, a comedy club in West Hollywood, on 
              the eastern tip of the Sunset Strip. Responding to hecklers, Richards 
              totally abandoned all sensibility and trod into forbidden territory, 
              not just with a racially charged tirade with the “Nigger” 
              word, but also into lynching and burning, saying “….50 
              years ago, we’d have been putting a fork into your ass…” 
              to one of those who had heckled him. Since then, we’ve been deluged with profuse, 
              scripted, and disingenuous apologies from this lunatic who, the 
              day after this tirade, which occurred November 17, 2006, went back 
              on stage at the “Laugh Factory”, and continued to do 
              his comedy routines as if nothing had ever happened. Nothing might have come of it, and he would have been 
              in “deniability” mode, had it not been for a digital 
              phone camera capturing the tirade and posting it on “TMZ” 
              and other web sites. Having been caught and without being able to 
              deny the ferocity and vitriol of the tirade, Richards quickly came 
              to realize that his career was destined for the toilet. Further, 
              the incident had both ‘feet’ and ‘tentacles’, 
              and was spreading his infamy like wildfire, infuriating Blacks and 
              right minded whites, but also threatening the reputation of the 
              “Laugh Factory”, and even extending to the “Seinfeld” 
              show itself. “ Nigger… Nigger…Nigger…Nigger…” David Duke, Don Black, Trent Lott and the Council 
              of Conservative Citizens must be laughing their heads off. Michael 
              Richards has said in one evening and in one infamous performance, 
              what they have been trying to say and have wanted to say for years. 
              It is clear that Richards set a new watermark…a low one, in 
              the race for his career to hit rock bottom. Even David Duke never 
              engaged in his racist rhetoric with anything approaching this psycho-racist 
              fit of pique that has come to characterize Richards. It is necessary 
              to take a look at the last quarter century to get some point of 
              reference on the basic meaning of this tirade…which really 
              was not a tirade so much as it was an assertive and consciously 
              delivered point of view, or POV. If you’ve heard the tirade 
              on TMZ or via other media, you cannot help but notice that this 
              was delivered with no fear of any Black people and no fear of a 
              consequence of any kind. It is hateful and vitriolic, and those 
              adjectives fail to capture the true scope and dimension of this 
              display that has shocked so many…and which may have made many 
              others quite proud. 
 The state of race relations in Amerikkka as of now, 
              December 2006, is the result of a number of cumulative conditions 
              that have evolved. I would start it directly with the Bakke decision 
              of 1978, though it truly extends back to the passage of the Civil 
              Rights act of 1964, and the Voting rights act of 1965. When LBJ 
              passed those laws in direct contravention to the Jim Crow mentality 
              that had a ferocious grip on the whites of this nation, he knew 
              that there would be backlash, proclaiming “…well…there 
              goes the south!” It is at this junction in history that Jim 
              Crow became “White Backlash”, and that has been the 
              state of the state ever since. Being a southerner himself, LBJ knew full well what 
              he was doing and what the impact would be. It is here that we see 
              the shift of politics in the south from Democrat and ‘Dixiecrat’ 
              to Republican. Kevin Phillips and his “Southern Strategy” 
              aimed at the so-called “silent majority”, the whites 
              who felt taken aback at the passage of some laws that attempted 
              to extend some fairness to people, long mistreated and disenfranchised, 
              was the fuel for the fire of reversal. But if one single person can be blamed for the racial 
              morass we endure today, it is Ronald Reagan. This writer is convinced 
              that Ronald Reagan was and should be considered an aberration in 
              the history of this nation, because people were not really voting 
              so much FOR Reagan in 1980 as they were voting AGAINST Jimmy Carter. 
              The proof of this lies in the recollection that the elder George 
              Bush, who was running for President and who was wearing something 
              of a diluted “Beatle” haircut at the time, is the one 
              who coined the term “Voodoo economics”, when he discovered 
              what Reagan's economic plans for the nation were. Also, the world 
              itself can witness that Jimmy Carter, though the nation was not 
              happy with his performance at attempting to extricate the American 
              hostages in Iran, has proven himself to be a better statesmen out 
              of office than he was in office, during the intervening years.  But I digress.  Ronald 
              Reagan, he of aberrational persona, had an appeal to that “silent 
              majority”, the ones who came to be called the “Reagan 
              Democrats”. These people were, in actuality, the closet racists 
              of the old school, the old fashioned, working class whites of a 
              generation ago - really of my parents’ generation - who had 
              their particular fears and prejudices realized in the racial double-speak 
              of Reagan era ideology. Reagan deregulated everything, including 
              the FCC, and many of its then prevalent policies, including the 
              gutting of the “fairness doctrine” policy. Because of 
              this, we almost immediately began to see the rise of the racist 
              shock jocks, the insulting, bellowing, howling jack-asses that created 
              a talk format that is with us to this day.
 The rise of the racist far right occurred under the 
              watch of Ronald Reagan, and it is no wonder. He began his bid for 
              the presidency with an appearance in Philadelphia, Mississippi, 
              the location where three civil rights workers, Goodman, Cheney, 
              and Schwerner, were murdered…by LAW ENFORCEMENT in 1964. This 
              incident, of course, sparked the involvement of huge numbers of 
              white college students into the movement, and gave it legs and credibility 
              as “Freedom Summer”, perhaps the official beginning 
              of not only the civil rights movement, but the radical underground. 
              The symbolism of this infusion of whites into the movement spoke 
              volumes to many of those who opposed their actions, but who felt 
              that their opinions never got aired, and who were frustrated with 
              the direction of the country, that is to say, were tired of “…giving 
              the country away to the goddamned Niggers”, as I heard one 
              white put it many years ago. 
  It is during the Reagan era of the early 1980s, where 
              we begin to hear unrelenting racist rhetoric spewing forth from 
              the media, while at the same time denying that racism exists. The 
              era of multi-national corporations, racial double speak, and so 
              much simple-mindedness that someone needed to address forthrightly, 
              but didn’t; the Democrats were all busy going underground 
              or finding spaces in the trees where they could hide away and not 
              be seen. While they abdicated, poor people, and Blacks especially, 
              caught holy hell as the racist, far right agenda was imposed virtually 
              unchallenged. The atmosphere changed radically. Speech changed radically, 
              interactions between races changed radically. Civility quickly reverted 
              to incivility, at levels not seen since prior to the advent of the 
              Civil Rights era. And we have been stuck in the unspoken quagmire 
              of this abyss ever since, tossing race off the table, trying to 
              replace it with economics, class, and status. All to no avail.  
 The visitation of evil that descended upon the Black 
              community in the wake of Ronald Reagan is an unspeakable devolution 
              of race relations in the US yet to be addressed or discussed in 
              detail or honesty. The only race discourse that is pervasive in 
              the nation is one of confrontation. Blacks are and always have been 
              the disadvantaged, but now, to discuss it is to be shouted down 
              by an attitude that can only be called, charitably, white supremacy. 
              It is more venomous than that. It is the hate speech that has freed 
              the minds of white Amerikkka to blame the victim for his/her own 
              downfall, to scapegoat the victim by telling whites that any progress 
              they, Blacks, are making comes at the expense of you, the supreme 
              ruler and owner of the nation and the economy. White Amerikkka has 
              a problem owning up to its unspeakable wealth at the expense of 
              others, and the unspeakable means by which that wealth has been 
              acquired. The ‘80s and ‘90s were the slave years all 
              over again. Some relief from it came during the Clinton era, but 
              he, too, sold the poor of the nation down the river with the “Welfare 
              Reform Act of 1997”. “Fifty Years Ago We Would Have Been Putting 
              A Fork In Your Ass……” The Richards “rant”, more appropriately 
              titled the Richards racist exposé, has come to us courtesy 
              of a number of factors, Reagan, Bush one and Bush two, Katrina, 
              Howard Beach, Avenue X in Brooklyn, police murders, Rodney King, 
              OJ…all these and more. But it has also come to us courtesy 
              of the rappers and the hip-hoppers, who freely abandoned all manner 
              of civility and common decency, glorifying the drug culture, “pimpin' 
              and hoe-ing”, violence, murder, and misogyny, and through 
              the almost unchecked use of the word ”Nigger”, both 
              on CDs, on the airwaves, and in public conversation.  It is a perennial embarrassment for this writer, and 
              always has been. The free use of the term coupled with the embracement 
              of the hip-hop attitude and culture WORLDWIDE virtually encourages 
              the use of this negative and derogatory term, one that we fought 
              to get rid of during the civil rights era…but which is here 
              again, staring us down in its belligerent defiance, daring us to 
              do something about it, knowing that we failed to do so when we had 
              the opportunity. To that extent, it is fair to say that for Blacks, 
              “The chickens have come home to roost” when a white 
              takes it upon himself to refer to you in that language. You’ve 
              not much to fall back upon…it is, after all, your sons and 
              daughters and nieces and nephews who use the term like it has no 
              meaning ...around you and around your house. They probably first 
              heard it uttered from your lips, though it has a different meaning 
              when Blacks use it than it does when whites use it.  The power dynamic is completely different, and bereft 
              of any intrinsic white supremacist connotation. Blacks have not 
              historically enslaved other Blacks, are not truly each other’s 
              oppressor, though we do tend to keep each other from rising, from 
              getting ahead, and we hold each other back. There is much reason 
              and much room for self examination. We have more than two generations 
              that have come up with no respect for themselves, for their elders, 
              or for their communities, and no one has called them on it or checked 
              them on it. The few that have tried have seen their names become 
              anathema to the culture, and the lives and safety of these individuals 
              have been a matter of some concern. 
  This has had the effect of not only emboldening a 
              “Kramer” to say what he said, but it has also emboldened 
              some other people to act in ways that put our people and their safety 
              at peril…namely the cops. One week after the “Kramer” 
              expose, police shot and killed an unarmed, young Black man in Queens 
              NY on the morning of his wedding day. When the police hear you talk 
              as you do, they see you don’t care about your community or 
              the people in it, the invitation for disaster to you and your family 
              and the place where you reside is extended to them…PENALTY 
              FREE.  Fifty bullets.  Damn.  And no cop is indicted?  And probably NO cops will be indicted.  And the police chief is still there in his job, too.  Something is very wrong, and “Kramer” 
              may be only the more conspicuous symptom, or one of the uglier manifestations 
              of what is a growing malady that has evolved to a stage where it 
              can no longer be ignored. But a torrential tirade of the term “Nigger” 
              in a nightclub…on stage…in public?  Even the white patrons were aghast. Lynching….’putting 
              a fork in your ass’? ( an obvious allusion to not just the 
              lynching, but to the numerous burning of Black corpses). In the 
              photos of those victims of lynching, the whites in the mob do not 
              shy away from anyone taking photos. They knew nothing would be done, 
              because no value was placed on Blacks in the society…then 
              or now. Few if any whites were ever held accountable for these crimes. 
              The Jim Crow laws were strictly upheld for Black males perceived 
              to have disrespected or to have “compromised the virtue” 
              of the white female. I do not know of any cases where the opposite 
              holds true. The white man stole the virtue of countless hundreds 
              of thousands or millions of Black women before, after, and during 
              slavery. She was property, and had no rights. I recall having been 
              warned by an expert in assisting Blacks to discover their family 
              histories, that their White ancestors will crop up very frequently… 
              in those instances where records were kept…especially from 
              1830 to 1860. One can only imagine the horrors of the countless 
              rapes, possibly the gang rapes against the Black female that have 
              not been recorded. Their souls cry out from the soil of the nation 
              for justice, and may be forever in quest of that justice. What passes as “race relations” today 
              in Amerikkka is a series of well engineered artifices designed to 
              keep white Amerikkka in its superior posture. The Rodney King mantra 
              of “…can’t we all just get along?” has come 
              about at a very stiff price, and lines have been drawn in the sand 
              that either side crosses at its own peril. Michael Richards not 
              only transgressed those lines far beyond the realm of the forgivable, 
              but has turned the already retrograde mentality of the nation not 
              just back to the 19th century, but perhaps to the 18th or 17th century. 
              The gloves are off, the racial gauntlet has been thrown down in 
              a manner that absolutely cannot be ignored. Those words spoken by 
              Richards cannot be taken back. His apologies are dishonest…what 
              was honest were the words that came forth from his mouth during 
              his performance on November 17th, 2006.  
 This was not his first foray into uncharted or forbidden 
              waters. He has also had tirades against Jews. Everyone thought he 
              was a Jew, so that did not make the rounds of the networks as it 
              should and could have. However, it now turns out that Richards is 
              not a Jew, or so says Martin Lewis in his article in the Huffington 
              Post, and echoed by a leading Jewish newspaper. The ramifications 
              of those revelations can only mean that there is further trouble 
              on the horizon for Richards. He is his own worst enemy, and has 
              trashed his own career far better than anyone else ever could have. 
             His apology is not accepted. I have turned off a number 
              of radio talk shows that I venture to listen to that are hosted 
              by whites. As well meaning as they may be…they just don’t 
              get it. The freedom and equality about which they speak are conditional 
              things….contingent upon a bedrock and framework of white supine 
              and Blacks on the bottom.   Richards did not just offend the members of the audience 
              that night who heckled him. He offended every Black man and woman 
              in this country. He is a psychotic loose cannon, and the Laugh Factory 
              has banned him from the premises. I have gone to The Laugh Factory 
              in times past, and the owner, Jamie Masada is a decent man, soft 
              spoken, generous, and has a kind disposition. No question that he 
              wanted the club he owns to be famous….NOT infamous. Any comedian 
              will tell you that being heckled is part of the territory. As a 
              comedian, you earn your stripes, and if heckling is more than you 
              can stand, comedy is not your business. Get off the stage and go 
              to work for the post office. This business about “snapping” 
              because he was heckled is a lot of hooey, and this writer simply 
              does not buy it. 
 What a ridiculous thing for Richards to do…to 
              hire a white PR firm? To call on Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton? 
              These are high-profile Black figures, yes, and in the twilight of 
              their careers. They could not call on one million Black people to 
              come out and march. The only one who could has got an image problem 
              with the rest of white Amerikkka. How is a PR firm going to reach 
              Blacks in Amerikkka, a people they spend time avoiding, over-looking, 
              and under-valuing? Not smart.   But then…what can you do after you’ve 
              insulted over 15 million people, and then come back the next night 
              as if nothing ever happened? Richards is not worried about public 
              relations, except as it pertains to the bottom line dollars. He 
              opened his mouth and did not consider the consequences of what he 
              might say. That he felt no compunction to think about it is proof 
              of that.  The apology of Michael Richards has about the same 
              worth as the recent apology of Kevin Philips for his “Southern 
              Strategy”, or the death bed apology (?) of Lee Atwater. The 
              racism is not disavowed, and the damage has been done by full unabashed 
              blast of the volley. He did not speak the mind of all whites, to 
              be sure, but he spoke the minds of many enough.  Michael Richards, the psychiatrist’s couch 
              and the strait-jacket are too good for you. I would remand you to 
              TMZ and other sites on the web where your torrent of hatred has 
              been archived, and I would sentence you, nay condemn you, to be 
              forced to watch repeated reruns of your own words that night, in 
              a constant, never ending loop, on a wide screen, at full volume.  One may wonder…”how would he keep his 
              sanity?”   I would answer, “Did he really have any to 
              begin with?” Thomas M. Palmer, Jr ([email protected]) 
              is a veteran jazz musician, a bassist, originally from Chicago, 
              and now transplanted to Los Angeles. He is also a writer, currently 
              working on children's books as well as screen plays and stage plays. 
              He has been writing the feature, "Justice Journals", a 
              series of essays on Blacks and Black Life in America and on the 
              race issue since 2005, just before the tragedy of Katrina hit New 
              Orleans. |