The Magic Negro!

In response to an email from a relative about Black driven crime in Homestead, Pennsylvania.

Trading one master for another.

When I was in High School, 1957, at Hammond H.S. in Virginia our school was integrated during its first year. It took its name from a corpsman who had if my memory is correct died of wounds while treating his people in a combat situation.

One of the old southern teachers made a joke to me and several other boys out in the smoking area when the question of the two new students came up.

"I believe in integration.
Every household needs a slave."

At the time, being a military brat, having just returned from an integrated high school in London, having lived an integrated life all of my life, I thought the joke was lame, and really bad.

But, I was curious to see the dynamics of how this would effect my fellow whites, and the negro kids as well. It wasn't really earth shattering, no George Wallace at the school doors, not even a nasty crew of hecklers, it was just two new kids on the campus.

Sadly, American blacks in my opinion have as a community never embraced the real promise of their gains in civil rights and equality. I say sadly because real African black citizens who immigrate here, as my grandparents did from Hungary, understand the wondrous value of the gift the United States provides for all of its citizens. The right to go out and find a job, moving if necessary take Christie Lee and Wayne Marks’ example, and working their way into prosperity. Thus, immigrant blacks excel and prosper economically and socially while most indigenous blacks take another path.

Instead or individual enterprise and hard work, the majority of the American black community has embraced the second class citizenship which the Government offers. Welfare checks whether they come from State or Feds, Disability checks, Housing allowances, and a host of other doles which the Government tries to camouflage by calling the recipients, "Clients." and a bunch of other feel good politically correctness words. But in the end, they have bought into the crippling world of Government slavery.

They have to live where they are placed. They have to report to "the man" their equally crippled social worker and continually show him their economic chains so they can continue to receive their pitiful allotment. The Government has become their overseer.

And so my old coach's lame joke,
"Every household needs a slave." has become reality.
Every Government needs its slaves.

Thanks,

Bill