Tiger, tiger, not so bright
stuck in rehab New Years night.
Broken teeth and split lip, too
xmas gift from your blond ex boo.
-0-
Went to Hermes did TV's Ms O
But the doors wouldn't open, which just goes to show
No matter how big the bankroll or prosperous the guise,
Step away from the mic and get profile victimized
-0-
DJ Don cracked wise 'bout the prim and proper lady jocks of Rutgers U,
called them nappy headed ho's, figuring they never listened to the ranting on his show.
But he was wrong, and lost his living.
Exiled at first, now back on the air, behind the mic,
recouping his green, while routinely telling his listeners
he's not a bigot nor mean
-0-
Dubya was fiddlin' when Katrina blew in
Drowning New Orleans Cajun, Creole
and all of their kin.
Mimicked his dad like when Andrew swamped Florida
Stayed out of sight, exercising presidential right.
hoping maybe the category five would blow out like it blew in
leaving some people alive.
-0-
Michael died unexpectedly may he rest in peace.
Secrets buried, mysteries unresolved, his family adrift.
The fight is now on for his king of pop crown
Claimed by Jay Z, and Kanye,
other poseurs and clowns.
-0-
They finally got OJ locked up and corralled
No more white women at risk, well until next time
anyhow.
-0-
Barack Obama, elected president.
A black man in the White House, who'da thunk it
so quick.
It's the end of times, the pseudo Christians roar.
He's killing America, of that they are sure.
-0-
Congress apologized for slavery, surprise, surprise, surprise.
So where are the reparations, the 40 acres, the mules?
Better late than never, some 400 years due.
This decade is over and I'm not sorry to see it go.
Next year will be better, because I intend to make it so.
Rambling opinionations from a vertically challenged, butterscotch shaded, newly minted senior citizen.
Showing posts with label post racial. Show all posts
Showing posts with label post racial. Show all posts
12.30.2009
7.22.2009
Aftermath, Dr. Henry Louis Gates
By now you've heard that the disorderly conduct charges against Dr Henry Gates have been dropped with a sorta-kinda apology from the prosecutor. I've spent much of the day reading and thinking about the various opinions put forth by my colleagues in the blogosphere, as well as those comments generated by the many posts that have been written in the wake of yet another racial collision in America.
I've been tired of having to deal with racism for a very long time, long before it hit this ODS level where we currently find ourselves. ODS stands for Obama Derangement Syndrome. I don't know who coined the phrase but it is very apropos for the times.
Throughout the day, I have been surprised at the reaction from Black people to this latest incident. On one hand, everyone says they are not surprised that it happened-only that it happened to probably the most distinguished of our scholars. Many even cite the quote made 40 years ago by Malcolm X....”what do you call a Black man with a PhD”
I don't have to finish it...you know the punchline.
All of us, who are close to my age have lived that joke our entire lives. So Skip Gates getting arrested in his own home should not have surprised any of us, of a certain age.
Yet, I think it did. And I think it startled us, because on some unconscious level, despite our gut feelings, we really and truly wanted to believe in this myth of a post racial American era heralded by the coming of Barack Obama.
From what I have discerned from the media reports, the only crime that Dr. Gates committed was that of raising his voice to a white man. It still gets us killed if we're not careful. Usually though, it leads to lots of discomfort for us, as Dr. Gates discovered.
Racism is one stresser that we can all do without. When you're stressed, you can't relax. You can't sleep. You get a stomach ache that never goes away. ...always looking over your shoulder to see if some pale and arrogant MF with an attitude...male or female doesn't matter...is coming up on you pissed off because you eye balled em the wrong way...
And if you're Bougie...and you've played the game the way they want you to play the game...grown up quiet..gone to school..stayed out of trouble...accomplished more then they ever dreamed....made more money then they ever imagined....
Watched as they daily co opt your culture...your music...your way of dancing...your way of talking...your way of dressing......the way you wear your hair....
Watched them as they resort to needles full of silicon to plump their lips like the ones God gave you... or drop mass amounts of money for butt implants to mimic the roundness of your ass.....spending all day in the sun to imitate the very color of your skin...some even spraying it on from a bottle...
They want to be us but only with their privilege intact.
It is truly a wonder why we as a people haven't gone postal...We continue to stifle our outrage, even now.
Because if we ever as a people acted toward them the way they continue to act toward us...There would be some seriously ugly stuff going down....
The comments from those who chose to identify themselves as white also show that they will never get it. They will never understand, and at this point in my life, I don't care whether they understand or not.
We just need to get over it. Put it past us like we've done so many times before.
The upside to all this....they are disappearing...period...
I've been tired of having to deal with racism for a very long time, long before it hit this ODS level where we currently find ourselves. ODS stands for Obama Derangement Syndrome. I don't know who coined the phrase but it is very apropos for the times.
Throughout the day, I have been surprised at the reaction from Black people to this latest incident. On one hand, everyone says they are not surprised that it happened-only that it happened to probably the most distinguished of our scholars. Many even cite the quote made 40 years ago by Malcolm X....”what do you call a Black man with a PhD”
I don't have to finish it...you know the punchline.
All of us, who are close to my age have lived that joke our entire lives. So Skip Gates getting arrested in his own home should not have surprised any of us, of a certain age.
Yet, I think it did. And I think it startled us, because on some unconscious level, despite our gut feelings, we really and truly wanted to believe in this myth of a post racial American era heralded by the coming of Barack Obama.
From what I have discerned from the media reports, the only crime that Dr. Gates committed was that of raising his voice to a white man. It still gets us killed if we're not careful. Usually though, it leads to lots of discomfort for us, as Dr. Gates discovered.
Racism is one stresser that we can all do without. When you're stressed, you can't relax. You can't sleep. You get a stomach ache that never goes away. ...always looking over your shoulder to see if some pale and arrogant MF with an attitude...male or female doesn't matter...is coming up on you pissed off because you eye balled em the wrong way...
And if you're Bougie...and you've played the game the way they want you to play the game...grown up quiet..gone to school..stayed out of trouble...accomplished more then they ever dreamed....made more money then they ever imagined....
Watched as they daily co opt your culture...your music...your way of dancing...your way of talking...your way of dressing......the way you wear your hair....
Watched them as they resort to needles full of silicon to plump their lips like the ones God gave you... or drop mass amounts of money for butt implants to mimic the roundness of your ass.....spending all day in the sun to imitate the very color of your skin...some even spraying it on from a bottle...
They want to be us but only with their privilege intact.
It is truly a wonder why we as a people haven't gone postal...We continue to stifle our outrage, even now.
Because if we ever as a people acted toward them the way they continue to act toward us...There would be some seriously ugly stuff going down....
The comments from those who chose to identify themselves as white also show that they will never get it. They will never understand, and at this point in my life, I don't care whether they understand or not.
We just need to get over it. Put it past us like we've done so many times before.
The upside to all this....they are disappearing...period...
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