If Black Folks Do Love America, It’s a One-Sided Love Affair to be Sure

God Bless America, land that I love. If black folks do love America, it’s an one-sided love affair because the historical evidence, from last century to yesteryear to yesterday screams just the opposite – there’s a significant, entrenched segment of white America which seems to despise black People.

Love? We’re talking about love . . . the ”land “ that I love? A place, a culture that does not appear to give a damn about Black folk?

Here, I’ve got a question for Lord Trump and his rump-roast buddy, Rush Limbaugh; When has white America ever “loved” black folks? Show me , tell me the time n’ place in US History 101 when white folks loved some black folks?

The Star Spangled Banner’s contention the United States of America is the “Land of the ‘who,’ home of the ‘what?’” The “free and the brave” you say?” Really? Who are we talking about here, the noble European explorers? The high-moraled “plantation” owners? Perhaps “the “brave” are the Injune Fighters/Pioneers/Settlers?

Or, are we talking about the ”Johnny Rebs”- traitors who sought-to dismantle the sacred union in order to maintain slavery? Are we talking about the politicians in Washington who decided to “intern” Japanese Americans during WWII? Might we be referring to the White men in power who seek, still today to keep women, barefoot, uneducated, underpaid and “with-child,” i.e., helpless, dependent upon men for their . . . everything?

God bless America . . . gee, it seems in some ways God “damned” this empire of cards with a immensely flawed foundation built on shaky blood stained ground.

King Trump’s deliberate, strategic and well-scripted plot to shame Afro-American players by having his boy, and I do mean “boy” Vice President Mike Pence stage a damn near rehearsed stomping-out at the NFL’s Colts vs Forty Niners contest in Indy this past Sunday is King Trump attempting to ignite a race war in America by coercing if not forcing Black gladiators to conform to White folk’s whims n’ wishes.

In case you haven’t caught-on, Trump really, really . . . really doesn’t “like” nor “respect” Black people.

Trump’s recent “glorification” of Christopher Columbus and the European conquest he ushered-in . . . coupled-with this 71 year-old boy who’d be king and his cold-hearted dismissal for the perilous plight of Puerto Rico, and his overt empathy, sympathy and respect for Confederates and Nazis. It’s a fair assumption Trump is unquestionably and undeniably the racist bastard this wide world-of colored people see him as.

As Public Enemy said; Columbus is a hero to some, but to most people of color, most Americans of color he was the beginning of the end. Why is that opinion so aggravating for white folks to grasp? Obviously the Pilgrims and the Puritan fanatics who followed were the beginning of the end, a “there goes the neighborhood” moment for the American Indian. African slaves are, regardless of whether they were kidnapped or sold out and by an African Chief . . . nevertheless they were undeniably chained and dragged to America against their will and kept in total bondage their entire lives, as were their children, and their children’s children. . . who then lived in a “Jim Crow” America . . . so it seems rather “predictable” that today’s descendants of African slaves would have reservations regarding erasing historical realities in-order-to pacify and placate (kiss the insecure n’ paranoid asses) of white America.

Honestly how arrogant, how “White” can white America be? In essence delusionally demanding American Indians salute and honor the US Flag? Demanding the descendants of those enslaved, and those the land was stolen from, and genocide was waged against . . . to salute Ol Glory?”

Americans of color are forced to ask themselves, as generations before us; “How do I feel about my country . . . and how does my country feel about me?”

You may not dig this, but dig Frederick Douglass’s forever relevant and deep words – “What, to the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass-fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy-a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages.”

I’m begging somebody to tell me Mr Douglass was exaggerating or lying.

So don’t be afraid to raise your fist in the “Black Power” salute. I’m praying black fans and players raise their fist in absolute defiance and ambivalence toward a symbol as convoluted as Ol’ Glory.

I’d like to see an all White NFL . . . but not too many other folks will. Let Cowboy’s iconic plantation owner Jerry “Big Daddy” Jones bench every black player . . . they’ll lose every game left in the season, he’ll destroy the brand in order to make the ungrateful, uppity mandingo bucks conform and do as told to do. The NFL may implode and collapse.

Say it Loud, I’m Black and I’m proud . . . and with that “revolutionary” 1968 notion in-mind, please, please, please don’t be afraid, too weak, meek and miseducated to raise your fist in the iconic “Black Power” salute today, considering the times we are a’livin’ in. Don’t be afraid to raise that fist, nor not stand for that man’s flag, because if you know the history of this decadent empire you know damn well if anyone has paid their dues to “sing the blues” it’s black folks . . . we gave these people all we had – blood, sweat and tears over a few hundred years, worked from can’t see to can’t see creating the groundwork, the bedrock of the United States of America.

If you are aware of the past . . . you know you don’t owe white America a damn thing, least of all your blind patriotism and never-ending respect for the symbols of their country.

Hear me black people, your “right” to protest was paid-for in advance by “no name” and “faceless” slaves; Black people were forced to provide free labor – we constructed the foundation of this empire.

Believe it – black Americans have earned the “right” to demand respect and our fair share of the so-called American Dream.