Thread: Real Poverty
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Old 09-29-2005, 01:53 PM
freeman freeman is offline
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Not far from where I live there is a housing project, one of those typical black, inner city, drug and gang warfare zones, another place where you can find "real poverty" such as the author of this article describes.
But not all of the citizens in this housing project were "shiftless", nor did they care to live in a neighborhood that others might characterize as "passive, thieving, dependent, and benighted".
So they became active. They protested and complained to their elected and appointed officials as loudly and vehemently as they could. They said they wanted the drug dealing and the gangs run out of their neighborhood. They were ready to stand up and be counted. They wanted to have the dignity ascribed to the poor people in your cited article, Barbara, the dignity to be poor but still hardworking, decent, human beings trying to better themselves by the sweat of their brows and the expansion of their minds. Like everything in American capitalist society, that dignity comes with a price. That price starts with the security of being able to stick one's head outside the front door without having it blown off.
Finally they found one lone, conscientious, uncorrupted local police officer who was willing to help them pay that price. He tirelessly waged war against the criminal elements in the community, lashing out at every chance against his superiors for not backing his initiative. Finally he even began to investigate the trail of the drug dealers and found it led to important elements in the police department and community at large, you know, that white patrician Masonic Mafia that secretly controls all of the vice in every community without getting their own hands dirty.
The civic leaders did decide to do something about the situation. They appointed the aforementioned police office to permanent night shift in a rickety guard shack at the entrance to the housing project that hadn't been used since the complex was opened, and just to make it more interesting, they left him alone and without a bulletproof vest.
Officer X never saw the speeding carload of assailants who fired the hail of automatic gunfire that killed him almost instantly just a couple of nights later, but on the bright side, he did receive a full hero's funeral with military honors -- and the drug investigation was subsequently buried even deeper than he was.
The plaintive cries of his family and supporters within the besieged community fall mostly on deaf ears, although every now and then they score maybe a five second sound bite on the evening news, while those in authority just cluck and shake their heads. Back in the ghetto, the drug business is better than ever, and many an esteemed local whitebread aristocrat is making his Lexus payments and putting his kids through college on the related kickbacks and payoffs.
So you'll have to excuse me if I don't read articles like this and elicit the intended kneejerk response, "Those damned lazy niggers. Why can't they make it like everyone else?"
The Black American Ghetto is a unique socioeconomic entity. It isn't just the dumping ground of the "wretched refuse" for whom society wishes to take no responsibility, like poor neighborhoods the world over. It is also the cornucopia of vice that sustains and nourishes the corrupt white overlords who created it for just that purpose -- and who keep it from ever achieving the cohesiveness, security and simple human dignity that would permit its inhabitants to rise above the living hell to which they have been sentenced.
I said it before: I wouldn't want to be black in America. Black people are still slaves to the white elite. That has never changed. Hand up or hand out, either way, all the black community ever really sees is the middle finger extended in their direction.
\"...if the American people ever find out what we have done, they will chase us down the streets and lynch us. George H. W. Bush, Sr., 1992.
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