- May 3, 2010
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Okay. This is a sensitive topic, so I will broach it carefully. But why do others, particularly young black men, label me an Uncle Tom? Just because my wife is not a black woman (and I regard all black women as queens). I thought these young bucks regarded white women as the prize (not that I view my wife that way) but you wouldn't know it from the stares I get when we're together.
And yes, most, if not all, of my friends are white, but a lot of that is demographics. I live in an area of Rhode Island that is predominantly white, and I work in the IT sector, where I honestly do not see many young brothers. They are too busy "busting caps" and "drinking they forties" to provide for their children.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the illegitimacy rate in our community hovers at 73%.
Of course, the dirty looks I get for my "milk of magnesia" wife are nothing compared to the looks I get due to my John McCain sticker on my car. My brothers and sisters who glare at me when they see my sticker and my white wife, and my white friends, mark me as a "traitor."
But they just aren't aware of the many ways in which McCain (and the entire Republican Party) have proved themselves friends to the black community.
Take the pardon of Jack Johnson. For those of you unaware of his story, he was the first black Heavyweight Champion of the World and he was hated so much by whites that he was prosecuted under the "Mann Act" for kidnapping for taking his (white) wife across state lines. McCain, a former boxer himself, has labored tirelessly to get Johnson, the "Unforgivable Blackness" a pardon. It has fallen on the deaf ears of the racist Obama administration.
And on the subject of the very first Tom, Uncle Tom, anyone with a passing familiarity with Harriet Beecher Stowe's seminal novel will recognize what an asset he was to the black community. His obeisance to Christ was a thing of beauty, and when I teach my children about the beauty of this country, the beneficence and magnanimity of its great and glorious white people, I always make sure they recognize him as the first and foremost Hero of black history (I don't believe the holiday deserves a whole month, a day or even an hour of observance would suffice).
Neither Martin Luther King Junior nor Malcolm X, nor Farrakhan have provided as much inspiration as the humble character from that novel. Any feedback would be appreciated.
And yes, most, if not all, of my friends are white, but a lot of that is demographics. I live in an area of Rhode Island that is predominantly white, and I work in the IT sector, where I honestly do not see many young brothers. They are too busy "busting caps" and "drinking they forties" to provide for their children.
I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the illegitimacy rate in our community hovers at 73%.
Of course, the dirty looks I get for my "milk of magnesia" wife are nothing compared to the looks I get due to my John McCain sticker on my car. My brothers and sisters who glare at me when they see my sticker and my white wife, and my white friends, mark me as a "traitor."
But they just aren't aware of the many ways in which McCain (and the entire Republican Party) have proved themselves friends to the black community.
Take the pardon of Jack Johnson. For those of you unaware of his story, he was the first black Heavyweight Champion of the World and he was hated so much by whites that he was prosecuted under the "Mann Act" for kidnapping for taking his (white) wife across state lines. McCain, a former boxer himself, has labored tirelessly to get Johnson, the "Unforgivable Blackness" a pardon. It has fallen on the deaf ears of the racist Obama administration.
And on the subject of the very first Tom, Uncle Tom, anyone with a passing familiarity with Harriet Beecher Stowe's seminal novel will recognize what an asset he was to the black community. His obeisance to Christ was a thing of beauty, and when I teach my children about the beauty of this country, the beneficence and magnanimity of its great and glorious white people, I always make sure they recognize him as the first and foremost Hero of black history (I don't believe the holiday deserves a whole month, a day or even an hour of observance would suffice).
Neither Martin Luther King Junior nor Malcolm X, nor Farrakhan have provided as much inspiration as the humble character from that novel. Any feedback would be appreciated.