Sunday

SUNDAY FLASHBACK: This is MAGA America - The White Privilege to terrorize

Armed White Michigan protesters of COVID-19 lockdown
CC™ Introspective - By John Pavlovitz 

As a white man watching the Michigan protests of Governor Gretchen Whitmer’s stay-at-home orders, all I could think was: Black people don’t get to do this. Muslims don’t get to do this. Latinos don’t get to do this. People who look different in any way don’t get to do this. 

They don’t get to swarm American capitol buildings in tactical gear with high-powered weapons, screaming in close proximity to police officers. 

They don’t get to dress up like Call of Duty cosplayers and attempt to physically intimidate politicians into bending to their wills. They don’t get to get to stop traffic in city streets decked out like they work at the Death Star and brazenly wield semi-automatic rifles. They don’t get to terrorize decent people and walk away. 

Only white people get to do this. This violence is a singular privilege afforded to caucasian men in America. 

People of color aren’t afforded this luxury. They can’t even get close to such ugliness. Heck, they barely get to breathe. 

No, they’re shot as 12-year olds walking through the park with toy guns. They’re choked out selling cigarettes on street corners. They’re assassinated while unarmed in their cars during routine traffic stops. They’re gunned down in their homes by uninvited police officers. They’re driven into the pavement by overzealous security guards. They’re demonized as mothers declaring that their murdered children’s lives mattered. They’re publicly vilified by white presidents for silently kneeling on NFL sidelines. 

Black people don’t get to to wear menacing masks or flash handguns on courthouse steps or accost strangers looking like dollar store stormtroopers, in an attempt to frighten people. They frighten people by simply existing in their blackness. 

They frighten people by lingering in coffee shops. They frighten people by eating lunch in their cars. They frighten people by standing in front of their own homes. 

In those places where they are simply and lawfully living, they are met with disapproving side-eye glances, greeted with clutched purses, and assailed by an army of terrified Karens, whose itchy text trigger fingers easily dial 911 when non-white young people congregate in a park or crowd their favorite Chick-Fil-A dining room. 

This privilege has always existed, but it’s been decades since it’s been afforded this wide a birth, this long a leash, and such kid gloves from leaders. The threatening displays of white rage around the country lately, are happening with such frequency and ferocity, because participants know that they have in this president, a dedicated advocate, a willing partner, a powerful accomplice. 

It’s no coincidence that in the middle of the fight to oppose stay-at-home protections by Blue governors choosing humanity over commerce, Trump tweeted out seeming non sequitur invocations to LIBERATE several cities and warned of second amendment encroachment. Though on their surface the subjects seemed unrelated to stopping the spread of the virus, these tweets were clear dog whistles for his snarling white base to suit up, strap on weapons, and provide the free muscle in his reckless push to reopen American in the throes of a pandemic, knowing they’d never be held accountable. 

This is MAGA America in its dawning renaissance of outward racism, showing us what is at stake as we approach another election. We aren’t just choosing a president or party to steward us through the coming years, we’re making a statement on what we will and will not tolerate as a people. 

What we witnessed in Michigan was an act of terrorism, by the very definition of the word. We have seen many such acts this week, and if November allows this malevolence another four years, they will seem tame. The self-appointed soldiers in the army of the lord will grow more brazen and become more violent in their holy war to make America whiter—so decent white people need to resist them in the streets, on social media, and at the polls. 

I fully suspect people of color will oppose this presidency in large numbers, because they see the disparity. 

What I hope and pray, is that more white people, especially those who claim to be Christian, will also stand to reject the supremacy and racism that yields such willful homegrown terrorism; that we will use the unearned currency of our privilege to declare this violence un-American and inhuman and unacceptable. 

White terrorists can no longer have a friend in the White House — not if we really want to make America great. 

Source/Credits: Jеff Kоwаlsky and Senator Dаynа Pоlеhаnki; Milwaukee Independent and johnpaplovitz.com

Saturday

The toxic legacy of the Confederacy and why the monuments remain a painful vestige of its sordid past

Caroline Randall Williams
By Caroline Randall Williams

I have rape-colored skin. My light-brown-blackness is a living testament to the rules, the practices, the causes of the Old South. 

If there are those who want to remember the legacy of the Confederacy, if they want monuments, well, then, my body is a monument. My skin is a monument. 

Dead Confederates are honored all over this country — with cartoonish private statues, solemn public monuments and even in the names of United States Army bases. It fortifies and heartens me to witness the protests against this practice and the growing clamor from serious, nonpartisan public servants to redress it. 

But there are still those — like President Trump and the Senate minority leader, Mitch McConnell — who cannot understand the difference between rewriting and reframing the past. I say it is not a matter of “airbrushing” history, but of adding a new perspective. 

I am a black, Southern woman, and of my immediate white male ancestors, all of them were rapists. My very existence is a relic of slavery and Jim Crow. 

According to the rule of hypodescent (the social and legal practice of assigning a genetically mixed-race person to the race with less social power) I am the daughter of two black people, the granddaughter of four black people, the great-granddaughter of eight black people. Go back one more generation and it gets less straightforward, and more sinister. As far as family history has always told, and as modern DNA testing has allowed me to confirm, I am the descendant of black women who were domestic servants and white men who raped their help. 

It is an extraordinary truth of my life that I am biologically more than half white, and yet I have no white people in my genealogy in living memory. No. Voluntary. Whiteness. I am more than half white, and none of it was consensual. White Southern men — my ancestors — took what they wanted from women they did not love, over whom they had extraordinary power, and then failed to claim their children. 

What is a monument but a standing memory? An artifact to make tangible the truth of the past. My body and blood are a tangible truth of the South and its past. The black people I come from were owned by the white people I come from. The white people I come from fought and died for their Lost Cause. And I ask you now, who dares to tell me to celebrate them? Who dares to ask me to accept their mounted pedestals? 

You cannot dismiss me as someone who doesn’t understand. You cannot say it wasn’t my family members who fought and died. My blackness does not put me on the other side of anything. It puts me squarely at the heart of the debate. I don’t just come from the South. I come from Confederates. I’ve got rebel-gray blue blood coursing my veins. My great-grandfather Will was raised with the knowledge that Edmund Pettus was his father. Pettus, the storied Confederate general, the grand dragon of the Ku Klux Klan, the man for whom Selma’s Bloody Sunday Bridge is named. So I am not an outsider who makes these demands. I am a great-great-granddaughter. 

And here I’m called to say that there is much about the South that is precious to me. I do my best teaching and writing here. There is, however, a peculiar model of Southern pride that must now, at long last, be reckoned with. 

This is not an ignorant pride but a defiant one. It is a pride that says, “Our history is rich, our causes are justified, our ancestors lie beyond reproach.” It is a pining for greatness, if you will, a wish again for a certain kind of American memory. A monument-worthy memory. 

But here’s the thing: Our ancestors don’t deserve your unconditional pride. Yes, I am proud of every one of my black ancestors who survived slavery. They earned that pride, by any decent person’s reckoning. But I am not proud of the white ancestors whom I know, by virtue of my very existence, to be bad actors. 

Among the apologists for the Southern cause and for its monuments, there are those who dismiss the hardships of the past. They imagine a world of benevolent masters, and speak with misty eyes of gentility and honor and the land. They deny plantation rape, or explain it away, or question the degree of frequency with which it occurred. 

To those people it is my privilege to say, I am proof. I am proof that whatever else the South might have been, or might believe itself to be, it was and is a space whose prosperity and sense of romance and nostalgia were built upon the grievous exploitation of black life. 

The dream version of the Old South never existed. Any manufactured monument to that time in that place tells half a truth at best. The ideas and ideals it purports to honor are not real. To those who have embraced these delusions: Now is the time to re-examine your position. 

Either you have been blind to a truth that my body’s story forces you to see, or you really do mean to honor the oppressors at the expense of the oppressed, and you must at last acknowledge your emotional investment in a legacy of hate. 

Either way, I say the monuments of stone and metal, the monuments of cloth and wood, all the man-made monuments, must come down. I defy any sentimental Southerner to defend our ancestors to me. I am quite literally made of the reasons to strip them of their laurels. 

Caroline Randall Williams(@caroranwill) is the author of “Lucy Negro, Redux” and “Soul Food Love,” and a writer in residence at Vanderbilt University. Ms. Williams' oped piece was originally published in the New York Times

Friday

You can change policy but changing hearts is a different thing altogether.....

CC™ Viewpoint 
By the Editor-in-Chief

I have always believed in the human ability to change. However, change is something that can't be legislated or wished upon a people. Change comes primarily through the following: 

a) An armed revolution - Here, the change is essentially forced on the people through a violent upheaval that results in a coerced political and socio-economic change. b) A socio-cultural revolution - Here, as opposed to forcing change on a people, a combination of events over time ultimately results in a re-think of the social contract by the masses. 

The latter thus seek to renegotiate the terms of the former through an organized ressistance against the status quo. This was evident in the United States of America, following the murder of George Floyd, by a racist white police officer, and may resurface again of the acerbic assault (by right-wing extremists through gerrymandering and judicial apartheid) on the fundamental human and civil rights of Black people continues unabated. 

This is a conversation that requires a more in-depth discussion, but as can be seen from the reactions (below) to a story (a few years ago) on Yahoo about former San Francisco 49ers quarterback, Colin Kaepernick playing again in the National Football League (of American football), attitudes take a while to change and some folks may in fact never change.

Kaepernick famously took a knee four years ago, while the American anthem was being played at 49ers games, to protest the killings of black men by the police and was subsequently blackballed by the overwhlemingly white owners of NFL teams.

As I have stated before, racism is an institution and the privileges that heinous institution bestows upon its entrenched recipients, make it logical that the latter will ressist any change to the status quo. That is where the resolve on the part of the masses to effect the necessary change becomes paramount, as where there is a will, there will always be a way. 
  • 2 days ago
    Father time doesn't care about social injustice.
  • Chuchan
    yesterday
    I feel he should have taken the broncos offer when they wanted him even if it was lower than what he wanted. At the time the broncos simply didn't have enough salary cap space to bring him in for what he was asking, so he turned them down. Both sides would have been better off then.
  • thinker
    4 hours ago
    So many people remain convinced that he was cut, as part of a vast conspiracy, by the 'Niners. Nope. He walked away from his team, his contract and teammates. He thought he was worth far more in FA than he really was. He just wasn't that good. He threw as many TD's in his 5-year career as an elite QB throws in 10-13 games. He only threw 3 more TD's than INT's in his last season. He just refused to accept a BU role, or the money anyone was offering. He was locker room poison and no team wants that. He just found a way to cast himself as a victim and, with Nike's help, found a way to monetize that.
  • Young Trader Has Quietly Made Over $1MM In 2020
  • Dem Raiders
    yesterday
    If any team signs him I am done with the NFL. The guy doesn't have the talent to be an NFL starter and if a team signs him it means the league did a back door deal and gave that team millions just to appease the rioters.
  • Jeff
    yesterday
    After all this time some team will sign him now so they can show everyone how racially sensitive and politically correct they are.
  • Spotamus
    2 days ago
    He should never play!
    • hotpants
      4 hours ago
      hes a terrorist and a rabble rouser
  • james b
    yesterday
    Go ahead and sign him. He will not be happy because he will not be a starter. The team that does i believe will lose attendence. They might pick up TV and steaming and jersey sales. I think as a whole the NFL will lose in the long run. Kapernick and ball players knelling will be too much for a good percentage of their paying fan base.
  • Charles
    2 days ago
    let him play
  • Terry
    1 hour ago
    Bench warmer at best
  • Brendan
    2 days ago
    Hopefully some team puts a bounty on this anarchist...
  • Bruce
    1 hour ago
    If the players in the NFL kneel, I will stand! However if Kappernick goes on the field I might watch that game and watch him get torn from limb to limb! It would be worth compromising my principles for one game! Just to see him carted off the field on a stretcher!
  • Joshua
    2 hours ago
    PLEASE SIGN HIM! I hate the Seahawks and would love to see them waste money and lose games.