I'm tired, too
This is an upset guest blogger Wile E Coyote.
Comedian Chris Rock said, "Everything white people don't like about black people, black people don't like about black people. It's like our own personal civil war. On one side, there's black people. On the other, you've got niggers. The niggers have got to go. I love black people but I hate niggers. I am tired of niggers. Tired, tired, tired."
I have been taking my six-year-old son to play chess at a public square. The players and passersby run the gamut from foreign tourists to crazy homeless people.
Today, a group of young black men gathered around one of the tables. The leader of the group was recounting his adventures, with every fifth word or so being "nigger". He used the term about himself, his listeners, those in his tale, and black people in general.
I don't use this repugnant word. I would not associate with someone who used it, and would kick out of my house any visitor who used it. To my knowledge, until today, my son never heard it.
There is a Jewish joke about a guy named Ginsburg. Every morning, Ginsburg checks the newspaper to see if he has won the lottery. Each time, he crumples the paper in anger and cries out to the Lord in frustration, "Oh, G-d, why can't you just once let me win the lottery?!" This goes on for years, until one day, G-d, with equal frustration, answers: "Ginsburg, meet me halfway: buy a ticket!"
Knuckleheads like the one in the square today complain that society fails to respect them. It is high time they bought a ticket, and high time the black community and society at large demanded they do so. Enough excuses. We're all tired.
Comedian Chris Rock said, "Everything white people don't like about black people, black people don't like about black people. It's like our own personal civil war. On one side, there's black people. On the other, you've got niggers. The niggers have got to go. I love black people but I hate niggers. I am tired of niggers. Tired, tired, tired."
I have been taking my six-year-old son to play chess at a public square. The players and passersby run the gamut from foreign tourists to crazy homeless people.
Today, a group of young black men gathered around one of the tables. The leader of the group was recounting his adventures, with every fifth word or so being "nigger". He used the term about himself, his listeners, those in his tale, and black people in general.
I don't use this repugnant word. I would not associate with someone who used it, and would kick out of my house any visitor who used it. To my knowledge, until today, my son never heard it.
There is a Jewish joke about a guy named Ginsburg. Every morning, Ginsburg checks the newspaper to see if he has won the lottery. Each time, he crumples the paper in anger and cries out to the Lord in frustration, "Oh, G-d, why can't you just once let me win the lottery?!" This goes on for years, until one day, G-d, with equal frustration, answers: "Ginsburg, meet me halfway: buy a ticket!"
Knuckleheads like the one in the square today complain that society fails to respect them. It is high time they bought a ticket, and high time the black community and society at large demanded they do so. Enough excuses. We're all tired.
posted by LadybugUSA at 7:22 PM
4 Comments:
My late father was raised by a widowed mother, early last century, no government help. He worked and saved, bought a home, married, raised a family. Not easy, no excuses. What gets into some people. Life is hard. Work and make something of yourself.
Meet them halfway by respecting the ones who ALREADY respect themselves and you might strike a deal.
Coyote here.
Cavalor, what makes you think I don't? But if we don't call the knuckleheads to task, we respect neither.
"The Jews:
Groceries
Suits
Fruits
Watches
Diamond rings
THE DAILY NEWS
Jews sell me things.
Yom Kippur, no!
Shops all over Harlem
close up tight that night.
Some folks blame high prices on the Jews
(Some folks blame too much on the Jews.)
But in Harlem they don't answer back,
Just maybe shrug their shoulders,
"What's the use?
in Harlem?
What's the use?
What's the Harlem
use in Harlem?
what's the lick?
Hey!
Baba-re-bop!
Mop!
On a be-bop kick!
Sometimes I think
Jews must have heard
the music of a
dream deferred."
-- Langston Hughes
"Meet them halfway by respecting the ones who ALREADY respect themselves and you might strike a deal."
Do you mean giving them the illusion of control like Clinton did... or appointing them to actual positions of power like Secretary of State, National Security Advisor, Education Secretary, Deputy Secretary of HUD, HHS or the VA like Bush has done?
Or were you referring to the "respect" shown by Democrats in filibustering the Civil Rights Act or proudly counting among its ranks a recruiter for the KKK?
Or maybe you were just thinking of the "respect" that comes in promoting policies designed to keep blacks "in their place" so they wouldn't consider voting for someone across the aisle...
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