Bigots are, and always will be, among us. However, since the passage of the 1964 Civil Rights Act, we’d been making real progress in terms of keeping them somewhat in check and not allowing them to turn back the clock to uglier racial times.
However, with Trump’s election, the racist alt-right is feeling empowered to act, and they of course are acting out of fear, parading as bravado. They want racial separation which I have no problem with if this is their desire, since I really don’t care to be around neo-fascists anyway. But they want to achieve their goal by denying others their right to live, work and worship unmolested in this country.
If these knuckle draggers — albeit highly educated ones — don’t care to live around human beings of different races or ethnicities, they should petition the government to allow them to form their own separate state, something I’m on board with — anything to get them away from decent Americans. For instance, they can have all of Idaho, and I’m willing to throw Montana and North Dakota into the bargain. One of those states could always follow California’s lead and attempt to secede from the Union — and good riddance to them.
Over the last decade and a half, white racists’ fears have been made more and more corporeal. Do this: Go to any Midwestern small town — like Warren, Erie, Traverse City, (or any one of the hundreds of other cities in the rust belt) — walk down their Main Street until you come upon a young white woman pushing a baby buggy. Then, take a quick peak inside of said baby buggy and chances are close to 50/50 that the baby will — gasp! — be a beautiful shade of teasing tan. This then is what’s causing the “racial purity” crowd to go off the deep end; it’s making them quite apoplectic.
At the end of the day the fears of unreconstructed racists are all based around sex — they always have been and they always will be.
But if these racial throwbacks want to be mad at any anyone, their anger should be directed at Kim and the whole Kardashian clan. While interracial dating and marrying has been going on to some extent for ages (I was all but married to a wonderful woman of German extraction beginning back in the 1970s and lasting to her death in the mid-80s), it didn’t really explode until some big-butt Hollywood sisters — and even their mother! — began getting a hankering for some talented brothers. And all of the demented racial purists in the world can’t put that Genie back into the bottle, no matter how much they protest and scrawl swastikas on bathroom walls.
If black is beautiful, tan is terrific.
But “race mixing” was A-OK for centuries as long as it consisted of white colonialists and imperialists raping the women of color they subjugated. As long as slave masters were able to slip down to the cabins in the dark of night to fulfill their sexual desires, this was considered entirely acceptable behavior. They even had a coded term for it among themselves: They just happened to like a little “dark meat” every now and then. Ha-ha.
However the combination of moral cowardice and sexual compunction caused the slave owners (and particularly their sons) to begin making more and more frequent night visits to the slave quarters after sunset. It was simply so easy — the women they owned could not rebuff their twisted desires, less they feel the sting of the lash.
Thomas Jefferson wasn’t the only slaveholder to sire numerous offspring by a slave woman. I use the word “sire” since any other term, such as “father,” would accord the practice too much respect. These were rude mountings, devoid of any kind of tenderness, more akin to animals rutting. And pregnancies became so common an entire racial vocabulary — which included words like “mulatto,” “mustee,” “quadroon,” “octoroon,” and “quintroon” — had to be created to describe the illegitimate offspring of these unions.
And to hide their dirty deeds and dusky progeny from their wives, the slaveholders often sold their own children off to other plantation owners. And the world is supposed to hold in esteem the memory of men from a culture that would allow — and indeed, encourage — such behavior? These are the proto-fascist forbearers of today’s sick bigots.
Now, none of this was a real problem until some of the slaveholder’s wives began to take retribution for their husbands’ philandering ways by beginning to have not-so-secret sex with the big black bucks on the plantation, figuring “what’s good for the goose is good for the gander.” But if a white woman — whose husband had all but abandoned the martial bed for the ease of forced sex with a slave — thought that she had become impregnated due to one of these trysts, she would immediately cry “Rape!” to protect her reputation, and of course this false charge usually led to a lynching.
This is real American history I’m writing about here folks. This shit happened.
You see the slave owners had piqued their wives and daughters’ sexual interest by creating the myth of the “big black buck” — and they originally did so for pecuniary reasons: The big healthy slaves fetched more money on the auction block, and since the dreaded Middle Passage killed off the weak captives (and the brutally hard work from daybreak to sundown killed off just as many more), in a few generations only the robust, strong slaves were left.
Evidence of this reality can be seen on any pro football field on any Sunday afternoon where blacks dominate in a game of brute strength way out of proportion to their numbers in the general population. The conundrum for some whites is, how do they worship the black athletes that win titles for their cities, without their wives and girlfriends “worshiping” them in their own particular way? Hummm.
So, since the Emancipation Proclamation, some whites have been living in fear of what they created by their own concupiscence, and the only thing they could think to do to hide their shame and guilt and to “protect” their women was to try to enforce an American apartheid. But it hasn’t worked.
The hardcore bigots waited too late. The general white public, even in those small, hardscrabble towns where the majority of the population voted for Trump, doesn’t really give a tinker’s dam about “race mixing.” Too many of their daughters are already bringing home little brown babies from the hospital and they now are bouncing these somewhat melanous grandkids upon their knees.
The neo-fascists will not win in the long run — they’re fighting yesterday’s losing battle. But the question is, how much damage will they do to the Republic in the interim? This is the question on everyone’s mind, and the kicker is, it’s all so goddamn juvenile.
From Cool Cleveland correspondent Mansfield B. Frazier mansfieldfATgmail.com. Frazier’s From Behind The Wall: Commentary on Crime, Punishment, Race and the Underclass by a Prison Inmate is available in hardback. Snag your copy and have it signed by the author by visiting http://NeighborhoodSolutionsInc.com