There you were minding your own business and BOOM. Ka-pow !!! You were bitch slapped with a compliment. It was so beautiful and star appeared before your eyes. You were so mesmerized by its sheer generosity that you hardly noticed the black eye you had the next morning.
Sad and shameful is the black liberal attempt to drive home the point that Senator Harry Reid (D-NV) is on the right side of history.
I recall with some crystal clear clarity that it was a year ago when the liberals were in an uproar over comments which alluded to Barack Obama as the “Magic Negro”.
The hunt for racists continued with Rev Al Sharpton’s tirade against the monkey cartoon which appeared in the New York Post.
Now as Democrats rush to squash media attention on Harry Reid’s unfortunate words, this latest chapter in liberal hypocrisy only serves as a further demonstration in the danger of identity politics. Some group is always going to get hurt while hoping their needs will be met. When hurt does occur, they keep coming back for more and more and more.
Black America has come to accept the worse from the Democratic Party. Like a secret society, liberals like Harry Reid can say that our president is the “Magic Negro” . That is okay because Harry is down with our history and he is one of our peeps. This characteristic of African Americans is in keeping with the unspoken rule that only blacks can call other blacks the “N-word”.
“What’s up my nigga?”
Harry Reid’s comment was certainly welcome by the liberals as a compliment…
My, my, my the topsy turvy definitions of racism we weave. From my first hearing of the Harry Reid light skinned comments, I immediately recognized them as racist which fall into the “well meaning white people” category. Only someone who is arrogant, ignorant or both would perceive Reid’s comments as a compliment. I should know, I was one of those people. I was ignorant. During a work situation, in which a Caucasian colleague was assessing my potential, I was referred to as “articulate” Being the daughter of a woman possessing only a GED and a monthly welfare check, I smiled and lapped up my “compliment” Afrocity had arrived.
A white person said I was articulate.
I was not ghetto like the lessor blacks.
I am educated. I have a masters degree damn it and white people notice me. I am sorta young (ahem), gifted and black!!!
Articulate Afrocity was queen of the mainstream white world!!!! Until a colleague of color informed me of my erroneous black thought patterns.
“Afrocity,” she implored. “That was not a compliment. It implies that you speak well for a black woman while other blacks are ignorant hood rats. It was a pat on the back for being educated- something that every person should be.”
My colleague’s version made perfect sense. I felt like an idiot. Selfish with the cocaine like powder of compliment whoring all over my mouth.
She continued, “Think about it. Do you ever hear white people telling other white people that they are articulate?”
Good point. I never ever heard a white person give that particular compliment to anyone except when referring to a person of color. Shame continued to grip me as I recalled every moment that I did not correct someone for giving me compliments such as the following:
“Afrocity, I am so glad that you are not like other black people. You don’t sound ghetto.”
“Why do you act like a white person?”
“Afrocity is black but I don’t think she knows it.”
“You are the only black person I can be friends with because you don’t act like a nigger.”
“Afrocity, you are proof that all blacks need is a good education and to stop acting black.”
“How come your skin color is so nice and not all black and chalky?”
“Afrocity when I call someone a nigger, I don’t mean you because you are special and different- not like other blacks”
Yes, readers these are all actual statements made to me during my life. Statements in which I was somewhat inclined to speak out against but remained silent because after all they were complimenting me. I was different from other black folk. A treasure among whites who were tired of hearing about black on black crime, teenage pregnancy, and the rising high school drop out rates among black youth. I was a “Magic Negro”.
In each case, the compliment giver was someone who like Harry Reid, was “on the right side of history”.
All except one, was a liberal Democrat. They stood alongside me at Bill Clinton rally’s. I was their only black friend and that made me special. I was teaching them silently that blacks were not all alike.
I was wrong.
Now I know better. What I do not understand is why President Barack Obama does not know better.
When one is abused and so used to hearing derogatory comments, sometimes we are not aware when we are being verbally beat down. Someone is kind to you. They give you food and shelter. Nevermind if they step on your tail from time to time. They did not mean it. They are on the right side of your history. You defend them when they deserve a sharp tongue, chastising them and saying they cannot and should not speak to you in that manner.
You lash out at the likes of GOP chairman Michael Steel. “That brutha is not with the program. Republicans are not on the right side of history.”
Liberal women are no stranger to battered liberal syndrome. Sarah Palin was a shock to their culture of brow beating conservatives for sexism while turning the other cheek when such transgressions were made by liberal men like Bill “Bubba” Clinton. Nevermind that your “on the right side” of feminist history Svengali master DNC was kicking the shit out of Hillary Clinton when she ran against Barack Obama during the primaries. You dressed your wounds in laughs at lipstick on a pig comments.
Liberals when will you ever learn that racism means racism and sexism means sexism.
Understand the difference between party loyalty and co-dependency.
Start a publicity campaign against “Silence of the Libs”. Help conservatives and liberals fight racism and sexism.
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