NONE OF US WANT TO BE BEATEN OR KILLED...
BECAUSE OF THE COLOR OF OUR SKIN. It's despicable when whites do it to blacks; it is equally disgusting when blacks do it to whites, and the single most damaging change in the last few years here in America is the racism - black and white - unleashed since the day that a black man was elected as the President of the United States. What is extraordinary is that the general population hasn't risen in outrage.
A major reason for this passivity in the face of torment is the deepening cynicism and fatalism of most Americans. For the last decade, our politicians have cheated, lied, plundered and become more and more corrupt; and in the larger cities like Chicago and Detroit anti-white hostility has grown more rapidly than at any time since the months following the murder of Martin Luther King. Seldom has the level of social disparity been as drastic as it is today. Many young blacks and Latinos seem to be spoiling for a fight; to some extent this need to strike back is understandable; but the level of racism isn't lowered by such collisions.
One one hand, the ferociously rich eat their way through our culture, consuming food, wine, art, real estate, companies, stores, entire neighborhoods. They are all appetite and no soul. The squalor of others seems not to bother them, the sight of the homeless neither disturbs them nor do they seem to care about it. It is as if they are saying, "Hey, man, there's nothing I can do about that. After all, it's not my fault that those people are the way they are."
Every year, another fragment of grace or style or craft is obliterated, to be replace by the brutally functional or the commercially coarse. Sacking and smashing has become a way of life, perpetrated by political pillagers, who never rest, and when they strike, their energy is brutal. Food Stamps and Social Security come under attack, the rights of women are defamed and disparaged, voting rights are ground down and civil rights devoured, immigration is dismissed as a fruitless fool's errand, while the working poor are demonized by the refusal of some in the political establishment to raise the minimum-wage. The steady grinding force of menace has become commonplace.
That enervating sense of menace isn't mere paranoia. We live here, where the bullets are killing children. A young man is attacked and killed by a pack of kids looking for a black man to kill. A tourist is stabbed to death in a subway while defending his mother because they are white. A street-smart Latino is approached by a panhandler demanding money, who jams a knife into his heart and kills him. Headlines, as usual, scream for a couple of days. But there is no outrage.
The rich, of course, continue to live well-defended lives. But for millions of others, there is never any relief from the dailiness of the menace of being mugged or the risk of a predator hiding just around the corner, strangers kill shoppers in malls and men and women are slaughtered in cinemas; we buy thousands of door locks and alarms and attack dogs, go to karate classes and apply to legally carry guns; but nobody feels safe. If all of this is by now familiar, there seems no way to turn it around with the oratory of optimism.
It seems as if the humiliating sideshow of the poor will continue to slide deeper into decay, the middle class will flee our cities in greater numbers, drugs and crime and despair and illiteracy and disease will continue to rise, the division between black and white America will widen, the rich will become richer; and nobody in Washington who can do something about it seem to care - that is the horror of all horrors.
The hypocrisy is that they are now more interested in their own re-election than they are in the the salvation of the American Dream.
Perhaps it would be best if these macho men with syrupy platitudes be voted out of office and replaced by men and women who have a sense of human decency and desire that all Americans can live the rest of their lives with a modicum of grace; who cannot and will not be coerced by immoral men and women who only want to reduce all discourse to the most primitive level.
We need to elect people who know that E pluribus unum was not intended to be a giant mockery...
A major reason for this passivity in the face of torment is the deepening cynicism and fatalism of most Americans. For the last decade, our politicians have cheated, lied, plundered and become more and more corrupt; and in the larger cities like Chicago and Detroit anti-white hostility has grown more rapidly than at any time since the months following the murder of Martin Luther King. Seldom has the level of social disparity been as drastic as it is today. Many young blacks and Latinos seem to be spoiling for a fight; to some extent this need to strike back is understandable; but the level of racism isn't lowered by such collisions.
One one hand, the ferociously rich eat their way through our culture, consuming food, wine, art, real estate, companies, stores, entire neighborhoods. They are all appetite and no soul. The squalor of others seems not to bother them, the sight of the homeless neither disturbs them nor do they seem to care about it. It is as if they are saying, "Hey, man, there's nothing I can do about that. After all, it's not my fault that those people are the way they are."
Every year, another fragment of grace or style or craft is obliterated, to be replace by the brutally functional or the commercially coarse. Sacking and smashing has become a way of life, perpetrated by political pillagers, who never rest, and when they strike, their energy is brutal. Food Stamps and Social Security come under attack, the rights of women are defamed and disparaged, voting rights are ground down and civil rights devoured, immigration is dismissed as a fruitless fool's errand, while the working poor are demonized by the refusal of some in the political establishment to raise the minimum-wage. The steady grinding force of menace has become commonplace.
That enervating sense of menace isn't mere paranoia. We live here, where the bullets are killing children. A young man is attacked and killed by a pack of kids looking for a black man to kill. A tourist is stabbed to death in a subway while defending his mother because they are white. A street-smart Latino is approached by a panhandler demanding money, who jams a knife into his heart and kills him. Headlines, as usual, scream for a couple of days. But there is no outrage.
The rich, of course, continue to live well-defended lives. But for millions of others, there is never any relief from the dailiness of the menace of being mugged or the risk of a predator hiding just around the corner, strangers kill shoppers in malls and men and women are slaughtered in cinemas; we buy thousands of door locks and alarms and attack dogs, go to karate classes and apply to legally carry guns; but nobody feels safe. If all of this is by now familiar, there seems no way to turn it around with the oratory of optimism.
It seems as if the humiliating sideshow of the poor will continue to slide deeper into decay, the middle class will flee our cities in greater numbers, drugs and crime and despair and illiteracy and disease will continue to rise, the division between black and white America will widen, the rich will become richer; and nobody in Washington who can do something about it seem to care - that is the horror of all horrors.
The hypocrisy is that they are now more interested in their own re-election than they are in the the salvation of the American Dream.
Perhaps it would be best if these macho men with syrupy platitudes be voted out of office and replaced by men and women who have a sense of human decency and desire that all Americans can live the rest of their lives with a modicum of grace; who cannot and will not be coerced by immoral men and women who only want to reduce all discourse to the most primitive level.
We need to elect people who know that E pluribus unum was not intended to be a giant mockery...
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