Ok so this link is sort of a prerequisite for those living behind gated walls and tinted bulletproof windows of the limo, yeah you BONO (lol, just
kiddin Bonobo). Here ya go:
www.youtube.com...
Well, and now how do you feel?
You see, black folks and white folks may find friendships on a personal level, but in general; We don't love each other.
I'm more than passing familiar with black family life in downscale, hardscrabble, and 'jects" dwellers.
In fact I could probably claim to have made a closer study of the native born american negro than any sociologist.
My friends didn't bother about pigmentation, but that was how it was being, small town, when Motown had the sound, our hip huggers and bell bottoms
are back, but I aint seen a good "Fro" for a long time.
But I still have black friends, some quite successfull, and not due to affirmative action, some will be down forever, same as some whites I know.
Anyway, I aint going to hate on Obama, hey, he's got a good thing going, rain isn't conducive to a good parade.
A man who is half black and half white or any mix you want to stir up is a man, his preacher knows how to put on a show the people want to hear, it
pays well. Every body want's to get paid.
A wife who has a few little problems with white folks and comes out with it may be an inconvenient truth, but I didn't hear him say "shadup
biatch!", nope, "Barry" just keeps on smiling.
Like maybe he really is everyday people. Why not? I'd hate to be judged by those politically incorrect sentiments blurted out by persons around me.
Sometimes it's hard to be clear.
Like when I told a friend I'd have been a "bad 'n-word'" if I'd been born black. He stiffened for about half a second, but we'd known each other
since childhood and he knew what I meant.
It's not as prevelent today, but there was a time when whites in a position to hire a man for a job didn't start thinking black till they got to
porters and kitchen help. I know what is said in white society about blacks. I know they are broad brushstrokes which are in some very rare cases
true, but there are a lot of black folks who are just like me, work, raise a family, try to leave the world a better place than ya found it, and take
a minute to understand that the white man who oppresses is a canard which dangles less in the black mind just as the "bad 'n-word'", is a worst
example whose time has nearly expired.
Did you see the thing on the news the other day where a little white kid kept his best friend from drowning? Yeah, the best friend was black.
Kids don't hate without some help. And they love without hesitation.
And this kid Obama is as human as some here, remembering that not all who pass this way are homo sapiens, but let's not get off on that, some people
would hate another for being gray, and Kermit said it aint easy bein green. So I aint gonna worry too much about what others have said, Obama didn't
say he hated half of himself, and he has never to my knowledge let the ones who failed to understand the dream keep him from respecting others, due as
much to the content of his character as much as theirs.
On the day the dreamer died, the dream was released as a dove, and a very large percentage of of we here in the U.S.A. of all races remember. We are
"everyday people" as Sly put it, and we put a little love in our hearts even before Marcia Griffiths, sang it so sweetly. I'm not going to play
quips and arrows with racial people, but I can't help feeling sorry for those who get mugged or worse because they don't understand sometimes the
stereotype is real. A little prejudice is sometimes a good thing, but not always, just enough to keep it real. So it comes down to what? Haters? Hate
is heavier on those who bear it than it is on those they direct it towards. In the immortal words of Rodney King "Can't we all just get along?".
Yeah, we can man, we can.
But on the fringes of reason are reminders.
We don't love each other.
Enough.