For the benefit of establishing my perspective, as well as credibility, I was born and raised in what may be characterized as, “The Deep South”, where the scourge of Jim Crow held court, literally and figuratively.
As well, it might also be declared that my generation was the last American generation whose early life was hard in the teeth of Jim Crow’s grasp.
But we lived to see those shackles shed when the Civil Rights warriors faced down the country’s deference to such rights violations and, thus, wrote and turned those pages on way to embraacing equality and the rest of America’s proud privilege -- Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.
The Civil Rights movement was conceived and mounted to bring a resolute end to an age of race-based socioeconomic and sociopolitical disparities, and racial hatred to enable and celebrate the country’s richness in differences, unified under the mark of being American.
Though long in its grave, once again race-centered behavior has reared its heinous head to plague the wonderments of Americanism with racial divisiveness, from the halls of the US Congress to mainstream America.
However, this particular fomenting of racial discrimination…and actual hatred…is neither spawn, hosted, nor imposed by Whites; instead, the resurrection of this great evil is spawn and propagated within and without America’s Black population.
Of course, there has been some raging denial of Blacks being capable of being racists, the rationale being that Blacks lack the power to suffice their perpetration of racism.
This has only amplified the willful misunderstanding of the meaning of “racism”, comporting it with oppression.
It is oppression that requires power, not racism, because racism is an ideology that emerges in behavior -- a belief about fellowmen who sport a different skin color -- violating Martin Luther King’s advocation of content of character over the color of one's skin, which receives tons of shallow, Black lip service.
The true brunt of irony resides in the fact that few of the generations who actually suffered the stings of systemic racism of the 1960’s and earlier are not the ones spending their time embracing race-based victimhood, claiming to be victims of systemic and otherwise offenses born of racist ideology.
The difference in these opposing ends of the American Black spectrum is that the older, for the most part, have buried the hatchets of their racial struggles, preferring to “move on” and
Were we to scratch the surface of these so-called victims, we’d discover young Blacks who, now, benefit from privileges they alleged to be reserved for “White Privilege”. It is they who enjoy unprecedented socioeconomic and sociopolitical privilege.
This is especially the case when it comes to Black women who ride herd over White co-workers and their White managers, protected by the threat of discrimination suits.
These people are heirs to America’s largess of liberty, only to continue alleging that they have been cheated of the very things they fully enjoy.
It is an absurdity of a magnitude of psychosis, turning self-loathing White liberals into the grease for such a specious squeaky wheel.
And as this wheel turns, adding steroids to this monster comes in the awareness among these crybabies that Woke activism has paths through many courts systems to canonize their complaints to sanction them legitimacy.
This buck stops in only one place -- where courage, the least held of all human virtues, is the wind beneath the wings of principles.
Absent that courage, we grant license to such claims eventually to recognize them as rights of a protected class, despite how such “protection” fuels what Blacks claim to loathe most -- discrimination.