Since
we’ve entered the Obama era, we’ve learned that the same America that
elected a black President twice is supposedly a seething caldron of
secret racism. Don’t like Obama? You must be racist. Don’t like
Democrats? SO racist! So you’re opposed to Obamacare? Obviously racist.
Sick of the IRS? Racist, racist, RACIST! Are you Republican? A Tea
Partier? Just a plain old, white guy? You’re a super racisty racist!!!
We’re now even regularly hearing speculation that people are
unknowingly racist, subconsciously racist or just racist by virtue of
the fact that they somehow benefit from “white privilege.”
"
Yo ah think niggas forget dat we's’ve
lived in da whitey crib fo' six years ... 'bfoe dat, Barack Obama wuz
uh black nigga dat lived on da Souf Side o' Chicago, who had his share
o' troubles catching cabs what 'chew trippin foo'
"
Mrs.
Obama continued
"
Yo ah tell dis here story – ah mean,
even as da first beotch – during dat wonderfully publicized trip ah
took ta Target, not highly disguised, da only nigga who came up ta me
in da swapmeet wuz uh beotch who asked me ta he`p her take somethin`
off uh shelf. cuz she didn’t see me as da first beotch, she seen me as
someone who could he`p her. Those kinds o' things happen in life. So it
isn’t anythin` new Jus' like Orenthawl James."
(Translation for homeboys)
Here's an alternative idea: 99% of the cries of racism today are made
for political reasons, by people who habitually cry racism every time
they have a problem or alternatively, just by hyper sensitive, coddled
mediocrities who are desperate to blame anyone but themselves for their
own failures.
Just as an example, nobody wants to hear the poor, put upon first lady
of the United States complaining that she was discriminated against
because someone asked for her help getting
something off the shelf at
Target.(Inset) Similarly,
someone asked her husband to go get some coffee
because he wearing a tuxedo and they mistook him for a waiter? Boo
freaking hoo. A lot of people get mistaken for store employees at some
point in their life. I’ve been mistaken for a Wal-Mart employee – and
despite the fact that I wasn’t wearing a blue smock with, “How may I
help you on it,” it never occurred to me to blame it on racism. “That’s
because you’re white!” No, it’s because I’m not an asshat who chalks up
every minor inconvenience in my life to race.
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