Saturday, April 04, 2009

VIEWPOINTs: Loyalty and Racism

I have a dream that one day, my son will own a business and will be able to unashamedly hire another man partially based on the cultural similarity of his ethnicity, and he won't feel compelled to perform the affirmative action.

A 150 years ago, a president declared us all free. But all these years later, the RACIST is not free. A 150 years years later, the lives of those still loyal to their kind are still sadly crippled by the dogma of desegregation and the undertow of anti-discrimination. A 150 years later, the RACIST lives on a lonely island of unfashionable, social poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of hypocritical liberals that treat minorities like "the new pink." A 150 years years later, the RACIST is still languished in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land, amongst his own people. And so we've come here today to dramatize shameful disloyalty. Why do you liberals smile behind the lines of self-loathing?

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow trailers. And some of you have come from areas where your quest -- quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of liberal, cold-shoulder brutality. You have been the veterans of paradoxical suffering. Continue to work with the faith that acknowledging human nature will be socially redemptive. Go back to New York, go back to Texas, go back to San Francisco, go back to Georgia, go back to Los Angeles, go back to the comedy clubs and bars of our southern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed.

We stand atop our nation: lead, create and sweat, and then we are slapped by our brother or sister for cheering openly for our kind's success. This cultural schizophrenia is a phase of immaturity from which we must break our people.

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Other Viewpoint:

Overheard senior citizen: "First it was 'negroes' I was supposed to call them. Then it was 'colored folks.' Now it's 'black.' What's next? How many names do those people need?"

The acceptability of certain terms when referring to the race of another person is sometimes seen as a joke (by less politically-correct citizens). But truly, with a sensitive mind, one can understand that the changing, politically-correct terms that are for referring to minorities, especially African Americans, are a testament to the intensity of pain suffered and racism endured by those generations before--piled-up, aggregated over years, decades and centuries. Let us deal wisely and maturely as we cope with that burden together.