Blacks’ obsession with sports, Hollywood & acceptance
“Universities exist to transmit knowledge and understanding of ideas and values to students not to provide entertainment for spectators or employment for athletes.”
~ Milton Friedman
Eden Alice Washington is my 11-year-old daughter. The other day I asked her if she listens to pop singer Beyonce. She answered, “No! I don’t listen to that kind of music.” She doesn’t like Obama, she already considers herself a conservative, and she’s curious about Christianity. Eden’s generation – and that of her elder brother, Stone – will have their hands full turning back Obama’s Progressive Revolution.
While I love America the Beautiful, one thing that vexes me to no end about this country is the excessive notoriety black people get for trivial vocations like sports and entertainment while we ignore, even despise, philosophers, intellectuals, critical thinkers – people who throughout history have changed society for good while all sports and entertainers have contributed is contained in this wise aphorism by the Roman poet Juvenal: Two things only the people anxiously desire – bread and circuses.
For example, America throws away hundreds of billions annually to people who are functionally illiterate, people who can’t put two sentences together without saying, “uuuhhh,” “aaahhh,” “you know” or excessive stuttering. For bouncing a basketball, throwing a football, hitting a baseball or kicking a soccer ball, America, with Nazi-like efficiency, will search out the worst ghettos and barrios, traverse the deepest, darkest jungles of Africa, South America, Cuba, Haiti, the Caribbean Islands, and promise the world to a black mother while sitting in her living room trying to convince her and her fatherless son that playing basketball for the University of X will guarantee a life of fame and riches.
Come on, America! Without the NBA, Shaquille O’Neill would just be a 7-foot-1, 376-lb buffoon, a janitor who thinks he is a rapper.
Yet these same good white folks, progressives, who are unfortunately the gatekeepers of society, won’t lift a finger to encourage little black boys and girls to go to the library, go to the bookstore, read books, write essays outside the required reading lists of your Progressive Concentration Camps most people call “public schools.”
Dare to think different thoughts, to covet higher ideals, to refuse to be numbered with the 96 percent of blacks who voted for Obama in 2008 and the 93 percent who voted for him in 2012. Blacks for 100 years, dating back to that racist President Woodrow Wilson (1913-21), have voted for the genocide of their own race led by Dr. W.E.B. Dubois and the NAACP. But why? The Cult Acceptance – blacks have a crippling fear of ostracism by whites, provoking an obsession of acceptance of whites that prevents blacks from escaping their self-imposed hell of ghetto life and tribal Groupthink our forefathers fought against to be free from slavery.
Remember the songs slaves sang in the cotton fields? Songs of liberty, songs of freedom, songs truth and deliverance like “Steal Away”:
Refrain: Steal away, steal away, steal away to Jesus! Steal away, steal away home, I ain’t got long to stay here.
Compare this old Gospel song slaves sang to get free in the 19th century with the lyrics to Beyonce’s latest musical pornography, “Bow Down,” which blacks (and whites) sing to become slaves in the 21st century:
I know when you were little girls
You dreamt of being in my world
Don’t forget it, don’t forget it
Respect that, bow down bit–-I took some time to live my life
But don’t think I’m just his little wife
Don’t get it twisted, get it twisted
Bow down bit–-
Bow, bow down bit–-
Bow down bit–-
Bow, bow down bit–-
Family, not welfare, is the key to the emancipation of the black man in the 21st century. Yet, all I hear is Beyonce singing Bow, bow down bit–-.
Read more at http://www.wnd.com/2013/04/blacks-obsession-with-sports-hollywood-acceptance/#RK7cPRpBqJkKx5LJ.99
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