First a warning: While I do not believe in intentionally showing disrespect to people sensitive to race issues I also do no believe in mincing words when straight truth is necessary.
While in a discussion on twitter this evening with a clearly intelligent young black woman I was deeply saddened by the acceptance of, and excuse for, the ghetto culture that permeates much of the black community.
In a sector of America that sees 70% of their children grow up without a father in the home there is an utter denial among far too many of the cancer that is sweeping through the black community via modern cultural agents, mostly within the entertainment industry.
I will not engage in a causal diatribe here as it would only open debates that would move beyond the goal here, which is to keep focused on the growing list of symptoms. I will however comment bluntly regarding some of the symptoms of this cancer that is consuming the black community from within. It should be noted here that these same symptoms are of course found in all racial sectors of American society but are no more apparent than among our black American community yet growing among the rest of society, in part as the influence of the black culture grows.
These are just a few that trouble me the most.
When the black community in general can be duped into focusing on a race pimp hysteria inducing narrative of a black teen’s death without knowing what the facts actually are, while living in near silent denial of the rampant black on black youth crime there is something deeply wrong within this community.
When popular music artists are mimicked for draping jewelry all over themselves, including gluing it to their food residue trapped grills there is something deeply wrong within this community.
When women are mostly depicted in black oriented entertainment media as being mere sex objects, kept on hand to satisfy the animal impulses of gun toting, wife beater t-shirt and ‘bling’ wearing thugs there is something deeply wrong within this community. (Note: The fact that I can use the words ‘bling’ and ‘grill’ without explanation is evidence of my earlier point on influence.)
When calling each other Bitch and Hoe both privately and publicly, including in every public forum from twitter, facebook, text, or verbally for all to hear, not even noticing the sense of embarrassment and shame others hold for them when seeing and hearing their utter foolishness there is something deeply wrong within this community.
When the use of proper English by certain blacks is mocked and racial slurs are thrown their way for refusing to sound like ghetto spouting ignoramuses there is something deeply wrong within this community.
When those who demonstrate a better path and behavior, men and women such as Thomas Sowell, Alan Keyes, Walter Williams, Clarence Thomas, Condoleezza Rice, etc are mocked as sellouts to the black community there is something deeply wrong within this community.
When many black pastors so fear losing a serious percentage of their parishioner for speaking to the social ills of illicit sex, abortion, and drugs from the tenets of thier faith there is something deeply wrong within this community. I could go on.
Back to my twitter exchange. It was initiated when the young lady posed a fair question. I had been exchanging comments with a different (hateful) woman who was exemplifying the stereotype that brings embarrassment on the black community, or should. I was so dumfounded and offended by the lack of basic communication skills and understanding of economics while using a bio pic that depicted her lack of healthy priorities I could not help but be blunt to the point of cajoling in hopes she would be embarrassed for herself. This brought out the action of defense by this otherwise intelligent young lady who must have felt some empathy for the foolish and shameful women.
In the process of our exchange, you know the kind, where the subject keeps changing when the person you’re debating is having trouble getting the upper hand and therefore deflects into other issues, we finally landed on “Ebonics.”
Sadly, this bright young lady has clearly been taught that “Ebonics” is a legitimate form of the English language rather than the kooky excuse for lack of educational discipline from the victim pimp empowering Robert Williams, a clearly intelligent axe grinder and creator of the “Black Intelligence Test of Cultural Homogeneity.” Yes that’s right. Mr Williams created a race neutralizing intelligence test called the “BITCH” test.
We exchanged comments of why President Obama does not use Ebonics. Me trying to suggest that the President recognizes Ebonics as an anchor to the aspirations of young blacks, and her, suggesting he may chose to not use Ebonics in public for fear of political consequence from haters (racism implied but denied.)
This lead me to my final question posed and the inspiration for this post. I asked my young protagonist why Frederick Douglas did not use Ebonics, knowing he was a strong advocate for proper education being made available to blacks. Education that instructs and empowers the learner in the reasonably proper use of English. I say reasonable for even I am no expert as anyone who has ever read anything I have written likely would be able to attest to. Her answer regarding Douglas not speaking Ebonics? Because he “wanted to (be) respected by white people so he spoke as they spoke.”
Yep. This young lady who says she has read some of Frederick Douglas for her college coursework was neither taught, nor reasoned, that Frederick Douglas could recognize the personal benefits of educational discipline beyond it allowing him to sound white.
Now hopefully you know why I was speaking so forcefully to the frustrating symptoms of the disintegration of the black home and black community.
When an entire sector of our society believes education is primarily a means for integrating into the ‘white world’ you begin to understand the wall race baiters use to keep millions of black people enslaved on the modern plantation of psycholigical dependency, and the behaviors that express themselves when emotionally trapped, undisciplined minds are enabled by a socialist system designed to profit from the modern slave.
In honor of the inspirational life that was Frederick Douglas I have included a partial post of an 1894 speech by Mr. Douglas on the blessing of Liberty and Education.
Blessings of Liberty and Education
September 3, 1894
Ladies, Gentlemen ad Friends:
As I am a stranger among you and a sojourner, you will, I hope, allow me a word about myself, by way of introduction. I want to say something about the day upon which we are met. Coincidents are always more or less, interesting and here is one such of a somewhat striking character. This day has for me a special interest. It happens to be the anniversary of my escape from bondage. Fifty-six years ago to-day, it was my good fortune to cease to be a slave, a chattel personal, and to become a man. It was upon the 3rd day of September, 1838, that I started upon my little life work in the world. It was a great day for me. With slavery behind me and all the great untried world before me, my heart throbbed with many anxious thoughts as to what the future might have in store for me. I will not attempt here any description of what were my emotions in this crisis. I leave you to imagine the difference between what they were and what they are on this happy occasion. I then found myself in a strange land, unknown, friendless, and pursued as if I were a fugitive from justice. I was a stranger to every one I met in the streets of the great city of New York, for that city was the first place in which I felt at liberty to halt in my flight farther North. New York, at that day was by no means a city of refuge. On the contrary, it was a city in which slave-hunters and slave-catchers delighted to congregate. It was one of the best fields for that sport this side of Africa. The game once started was easily taken. If they had caught me, I should have been elsewhere to assist in founding an Industrial School for colored youth in Virginia. This is all I have to say on this point.
My first thought germain to this occasion, and which must have some interest for us all, very naturally relates to noted place where we now happen to be assembled. Since the great and terrible battle with which its name is associated and which has now passed into history as the birth of many battles, no event has occured here so important in its character and influence and so every way significant, as the event which we have this day met to inaugurate and celebrate. To found an educational institution for any people is worthy of note; but to found a school in which to instruct, improve and develop all that is noblest and best in the souls of a deeply wronged and long neglected people, is especially note worthy. This spot, once the scene of fratricidal war, and the witness of its innumerable and indescribal horrors, is, we hope to be hereafter the scene of brotherly kindness, charity and peace. We are to witness here a display of the best elements of advanced civilization and good citizenship. It is to be the place where the children of a once enslaved people may realize the blessings of liberty and education, and learn how to make for themselves and for all others the best of both worlds.
No spot on the soil of Virginia could have been more fitly chosen for planting this school, than this historic battle-field. It has not only the high advantage of forming an instructive contrast and illustrating the compensation possible to mankind, by patiently awaiting the quiet operation of time and events, but suggests the battle to be waged here against ignorance and vice. Thirty years ago, when Federal and Confederate armies met here in deadly conflict over the question of the perpetual enslavement of the negro, who would or could have dreamed, that, in a single generation, such changes would be wrought in the minds of men that a school would have founded here, for the mental, moral and industrial education of the children of this same people whose enslavement was sought even with by sword? Who would have imagined that Virginia would, after the agony of war and in a time so short, become so enlightened and so liberal as to be willing and even pleased to welcome here, upon her “sacred soil,” a school of the children of her former slaves? Thirty years ago neither poet, priest nor prophet, could have foretold the vast and wonderful changes which have taken place in the opinions of the American people on this subject since the war. The North has changed, and the South has changed, and we have all changed, and all changed for the better. Otherwise, we should not be here to-day engaged in the business of establishing this institution.
The liberality on the part of the people of Virginia, a typical State of the South, which has encouraged and justified the founding of this Industrial School, not only within her borders, but here on the very first great battle-field between the two great sections of our Union, is as much a cause of amazement, satisfaction and joy, as is the readiness with which the good people of the North have responded to the call for pecuniary aid and thus made this enterprize successful. Both circumstances are to-day causes of joy and congratulation. They show that the colored man need not despair; that he has friends in both sections of the Republic. In view of this school and the changes in public sentiment which it indicates, we may well exclaim with Milton, “Peace hath her victories no less renowned than war!”