When America Plays the Race Card
Do this for the win
We, as a nation, have ignored the sneaking suspicion in the pit of our stomach that something just isn’t quite right in the land of the free and the home of the brave. We’ve been so caught up in trying to satisfy that nagging and empty feeling inside with food, booze, sex, toys, power, and anything else we can commodify that we’ve allowed the billows of smoke wafting throughout our country to go unattended.
Sweethearts, we’re way beyond the do-you-smell-something-burning phase. The whole of the United States of America is engulfed in the flames of systemic racism and codified injustice. Figuratively. And literally.
Black people have made known—via our literature, our film, our dance, our speeches, and by virtue of our presence in society—the existence of and trauma that racism has inflicted upon us since before our ancestors were kidnapped and delivered here over 400 years ago.
Throughout this nation’s history there has always been a small contingent of white people that has worked on our behalf and with us to lessen the disparity in freedoms, rights, and resources meted out in scraps to Black people in contrast to bountiful helpings served up to our white counterparts. This coalition of Black and white citizens has combated racism with rebellions, speeches, demonstrations…
