Extemporaneous musings, occasionally poetic, about life in its richly varied dimensions, especially as relates to history, theology, law, literature, science, by one who is an attorney, ordained minister, historian, writer, and African American.
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
STUDY TO SHOW THYSELF APPROVED
It is curious to me that so-called "think tanks" continue to study black people, as though they were virulent laboratory specimens whose resistance to attempts to eliminate or to degrade them defy wonder.
I marvel that they would yet continue to marvel. Our demise as a race, our extinction was confidently predicted at the end of slavery. We are still here. "We don't die, we multiply." Sister Henrietta Lacks' immortal hela cells are emblematic of our persistence, resistance.
So, after quite comfortably--thank you very much--surviving the end of chattel slavery, their Civil War, (our "Freedom War"), we next set our sights on getting own and and education. Starting from nothing; no reparations, no free land distributions; no seed, no money, our forefathers proceeded to acquire one-third of the South's farmland by 1915 (the year Booker T. Washington died) and became literate.
Such intrepidity frightened white supremacy, so they created "Jim Crow" laws. These excluded us from public and private places or discriminated against us, and segregated upon us on the basis of race, in vain attempts: to try to break our spirits, to wear us down.
Foiled again! Persistence, resistance defeated "Jim Crow," too. But, they were not through. They came with "law and order," under Nixon, but he had to quit, split, remit; had to ace, skate, and donate. Later, Reagan also came with a more sardonic game, but he lost his mind in his second term, it is whispered, leaving Nancy Reagan in charge.
Mass incarceration came under Bill Clinton, who ended "welfare as we know it," while wearing sun-glasses, blowing a saxophone, and being heralded as "the first black President," by popular black female novelist,Toni Morrison. Barack Obama's election blasted that tinsel title of "first black" to smithereens, as he--being half-Kenyan, was truly black, like his wife, Michelle, from Chicago, "Southside. "
We yet have issues, black President or not. But, we shall triumph without a doubt over them all. We are the primal people, the source of living humanity, they now know, too late. We get the last breaths, should last their ever be, since we also drew the first breaths of man