A journey through the past week has proven that America is not even close to being ‘post-race’ as some would have us believe. No, what this week has shown us is that while Americans may be able to get their collective head around the idea of voting for a black man, they will not do so if that black man has ever associated with an ‘uppity negro’. It seemed for about an hour-and-a-half Friday night that perhaps America’s view of the most recent ‘uppity-negro’ could be mollified by the smooth as silk dulcet voice of Bill Moyers, and the now-dressed-like-a-white-man-with-his-elbows-on-the-table Reverend cooing softly to the nice white fellow with the tie…
Ah, but alas, it was not to be. It was but a mirage. The NAACP speech was just too much, and absent Mr. Moyers whiteness to protect us by petting the Reverend softly and almost purring into his ear, our ‘uppity negro’ dared to…well, be ‘uppity’. And, America may not be as bad as it was, but, it just is not ready to listen to an ‘uppity negro’. God forbid they challenge the negro du jour with counter arguments–to do so would be to legitimize him! (Oh, and we white folks don’t have convincing counters–what the man said in Detroit was solid as a rock).
I leave aside one of our other favorite ‘uppity negros’ the good Reverend Sharpton who we all knew could not endorse Senator Obama because once he did, the filthy knuckle-draggers at Fox and elsewhere would have Senator Obama roped together with the Reverend Sharpton so that they both would cast an indistinguishable shadow for the next several months.
How truly pathetic it all is. By Sunday, Senator Obama was licking at the trough at Fox with his hat in his hand like a beggar selling pencils to passersby who could care less if he lived or died.
Monday gave us the Press Club. Uhoh! Uppity-negro, days away from the docile petting of Mr Moyers, and days after the NAACP, decided that the latter event was indeed more to his liking and told it as it is. Again, nothing he said was incorrect. But, no one cared to argue against him; no, they don’t have to. For, he is an ‘uppity negro’ and they need not apply.
Today, Senator Obama, appearing in white-face, a sandwich of bologna, wonder bread, and mayonnaise beside him for support, heaved one uppity negro so far under the bus that he may have come out of the backside of it as exhaust. But, no fear, the bus was ridden over his carcass over and over… The faux-liberals all breathed a sigh of relief, ‘whew…glad that is over with….’.
But, it isn’t over. It will not be over until the time that uppity negros are no more. And, I’ve got news for America: it ain’t gonna happen! And, this campaign, as it unfolds and winds its way through the streets of Denver will, God willing, make the ‘uppity negro’ the rule, and not the exception…