There’s
always a “greater good,” a noble goal worthy of putting
aside those glitter n’ gleam personal gains...and I contest
the rift, the split, the backyard brawl in which Travis
Smiley, Dr Cornell West, Al Sharpton and Melissa Harris-Perry
are in the middle - this argument over “Does Obama love
Black folks?” “Is the reverend toting the water for a
Black White House which ain’t Black enough for real Black
people?”
Are you kidding me? Right here, right now?
In the middle of what history will depict as a “Kodak
moment?” Will we retain a Black man in the Oval Office
or replace him with a old White man who wants to do the
bidding of...angry White people?
With the bloodthirsty Rednecks coming over
the walls, the creek rising...these self-appointed Black
Grand Pooh-Pahs want to clear the furniture out of the
living room, open the curtains, turn on the lights and
invite all the White folks to gather ‘round and watch
them argue all night long about who’s the “Blackest?”
And here we all go, getting in-line behind
our personal idea ideological mascot. I contest we all
stand as “useful idiots” in the cold race war which rages
in these so-called United States of America...
Sadly, these Black notables mean well, but
are in all actuality little-more than chocolate-coated
pawns in a real-life game of cutthroat capitalistic Monopoly,
lured there by whatever it may be which motivates them
- be it fame, fortune, revenge, payback, personal acclaim
or even the purist of desires...a blind, irrational
philosophical quest for some textbook absolute truth and
righteousness.
Nonetheless, whatever it may be which has
these hi-profile individuals at each other’s throats,
any progress they attain is at the cost of the other,
and slitting each-other’s throats undermines the best
interest of Black America.
You may not dig this, but dig this - in Malcolm’s
words:
Booker T. and Marcus Garvey pitted against
WEB DuBois. Malcolm X and Dr King supposedly at odds.
Huey P Newton, Bobby Seale and the Black Panthers against
Ron Karenga and “US” against the SNCC and the NAACP against
them all...what more historical evidence is required in
order to illustrate that very little good comes out of
internal Black ideological conflict?
We end up doing the bidding of the John
Birch Society, the KKK, the GOP or the TEA Party...all
one and the same anyway, right? Yes, here we are
attacking, undermining and discrediting each other...airing
dirty laundry in public.
We don’t need to go Blood/Crip on a political/intellectual
level.
At this critical moment in time, White America
is preparing for an actual civil war. Off the charts gun
n’ ammo sales may be the best barometer of the arsenal
conservative-minded (racist / sexist / elitist) White
folks are amassing, but merely the issue of good ole’
boys arming themselves is but one of a vast array of indicators.
It’ll be Open Season on Black and Brown people...not
bears.
A large slice of White America wishes to remain
as physically / geographically isolated from most
Americans of Color as possible, and as insulated from
the 2nd world environment in which most Black, Brown and
Red Americans exist – surviving one-paycheck away from
economic devastation, unable to afford top-flight medical
care that is available at a cost equal to 30% to 50% of
their take home pay. Home ownership, but a pipe dream
based in large part on Black and Latino education attainment
levels and resulting incomes, which pale in comparison
to their White counterparts, and bank savings accounts
are non-existent. The most numerous and profitable business
in the “hood” are cash checking stands, firewater shacks
on every other corner, hair salons and and corner churches,
where pimps / preachers fleece the weak n’ wandering...
I’m
so tired of my people’s inability to put aside our petty
differences and focus on the truth which slaps us all
the face everyday - White America is oblivious to your
fraternity, sorority or Alma Mater. They could really
care less if you’re from the East Coast or West Coast,
urban or suburban; what they see is a threat to their
privilege, their inherent societal perks and status, their
daughter’s virginity, their breadwinner job, their position
as “supervisor.”
Please, Please, Please wake up Negroes!
For the sake of this, the Black American
Empire - a crumbling, wobbly, rickety, ram-shackled
empire .within an unstable, corrupt, empire - Black
folks need to “Seize the time,” stop all this “who’s blacker
than thee, blackest of them all, blacker-than-black” and
get back on track.
Black people, along with all America’s conquered,
pimped, exploited and damn near deliberately exterminated
quasi 2nd-tier citizens are left with little option but
to present a united front come November, demonstrate
some strategic solidarity - or we will suffer a set back
of epic, Hollywood proportions.
Either we hang together, or we will surely
swing together.
Angry White men will make a run at re-instituting
much more then subtle racism / sexism and elitism, something
slightly more sinister and diabolical then cutting a hole
in FDR’s and LBJ’s social safety-net. No, instead they’re
determined in their efforts to turn back the hands-of-time
in regards to “progress,” and put us all back into our
pre-1967 “commin’ around to the backdoor” places.
It doesn’t take mind reading abilities to
see the frustration, anger, contempt and uncontrollable
hostility gripping the overwhelming majority of White
folks. They see themselves answering to far too many Black
folks, working with and for Black folks...and for millions
of them, yes millions of them - this is the nightmare
they’ve been fearing since 1620.
Weigh and measure this fact: in South Africa,
where Whites constitute roughly 5% of the population,
they were content to enforce and maintain apartheid over
95% of the people, Black Africans and Mulattoes, by any
neanderthal, barbaric means required.
You don’t think their kinfolks, who make up
over half the population, will not do whatever, and I
do mean whatever, to maintain their strangle hold on the
American Dream, on life, liberty and the pursuit of their
happiness?
Think the early 20th century Tulsa and
Rosewood race riots.
Call me a certifiable lunatic but I’d argue
’til the cows come home that Booker T, Garvey, Fanni Lou
hammer, H. Rap Brown, Paul Robenson or Angela Davis all
had in mind the betterment of Black folks. We may
differ on the individual methods, but our collective goals
are cut from the same cloth, the same Black leather jacket
Huey n’ Bobby donned in 1966.
WE WANT FREEDOM.
WE WANT POWER TO DETERMINE THE DESTINY OF
OUR BLACK AND OPPRESSED COMMUNITIES.
WE WANT FULL EMPLOYMENT FOR OUR PEOPLE.
WE WANT AN END TO THE ROBBERY BY THE CAPITALISTS
OF OUR BLACK AND OPPRESSED COMMUNITIES.
WE WANT DECENT HOUSING, FIT FOR THE SHELTER
OF HUMAN BEINGS.
WE WANT DECENT EDUCATION FOR OUR PEOPLE THAT
EXPOSES THE TRUE NATURE OF THIS DECADENT AMERICAN SOCIETY.
WE WANT EDUCATION THAT TEACHES US OUR TRUE
HISTORY AND OUR ROLE IN THE PRESENT-DAY SOCIETY.
Can’t we all agree ?
The divisive activity in which these high
falutin, high and mighty, big-shot Negroes are engaging,
is detrimental to the stability and overall welfare of
Black people, and it’s playing out at a time when Black
America needs to abide by the age old adage - all for
one, one for all.
If the Right, i.e. rank and file Rednecks,
the “Investor class” and the Aristocrats are successful
in their united attack on Black Power, we’ll find
ourselves being denied a hotel room while on the open
highway, our children denied a meal when hungry, our elderly
refused medical care...just because.
Ron and Rand Paul’s popularity, Santorum’s
and Newt’s popular appeal - their endless innuendos, slights
and belittling they level at Black people – why, you ponder?
In order to rally the legions of paranoid, half-mad White
folks who are convinced the sky is falling because they
see themselves losing their exclusive monopoly on influence,
clout and absolute control within US society.
Oh well.
Remember Black people, TEAM – Together, Everybody
Accomplishes More.
BlackCommentator.com Columnist, Desi Cortez, was hatched in the
heart of Dixie, circa 1961, at the dawning of the age
of Aquarius, the by-product of four dynamic individuals,
Raised in South-Central LA, the 213, at age 14 transplanted
to the base of the Rockies, Denver. Still a Mile-Hi. Sat
at the feet of scholars for many, many moons, emerging
with a desire and direction… if not a sheep-skin. Meandered
thru life; gone a-lot places, done a-lot of things, raised
a man-cub into a good, strong man, produced a beautiful
baby-girl with my lover/woman/soul-mate… aired my mind
on the airwaves and wrote some stuff along the way. Click
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