Say kids, You know about the Cliven Bundy? The guy who’s turned a dispute over grazing fees into an armed stand-off with Federal Agents. Well, The New York Times talked to the guy. And the results were…well, if you been following the rise of Right-Wing Militias for any amount of time…depressingly familiar.
“I want to tell you one more thing I know about the Negro,” he said. Mr. Bundy recalled driving past a public-housing project in North Las Vegas, “and in front of that government house the door was usually open and the older people and the kids — and there is always at least a half a dozen people sitting on the porch — they didn’t have nothing to do. They didn’t have nothing for their kids to do. They didn’t have nothing for their young girls to do.
“And because they were basically on government subsidy, so now what do they do?” he asked. “They abort their young children, they put their young men in jail, because they never learned how to pick cotton. And I’ve often wondered, are they better off as slaves, picking cotton and having a family life and doing things, or are they better off under government subsidy? They didn’t get no more freedom. They got less freedom.”
First off: “I want to tell you one more thing I know about the Negro”. WORST! TOASTMASTERS TOPIC! EVER!
Second, if you are a white male over the age of fifty, the last thing you want to do is put the words “Negro” and “Cotten” in the same sentence except in the context of Michael Jordon’s commericals for Haines. And even then, you may want to rethink the word “Negro”.
Third, strip away the racial context for a moment and you have a man wondering if maybe certain human beings would be better off living as slaves.
You may ask yourself, “Why does that idea sound vagely familiar?”. The answer is that you heard it in another form…FROM A SUPERVILLIAN!
Now I do not believe in violence. So I’m not saying that Cliven Bundy should be whacked upside the head with a Star Spangled Shield.
But if he were to be whacked upside the head with a Star Spangled Shield, it would be apt.
And finally, we ask ourselves, where did Mr. Bundy get the information for his little theory?
Mr. Bundy recalled driving past a public-housing project in North Las Vegas.
He drove by. He did not stop and have a friendly chat with the folks on the porch. If he had, he may have discovered that they had a day off from whatever crappy job they worked to enjoy a lovely spring day. Instead, he just drove by and assumed that they were just spontaneously aborting the hell out of each other!
That’s like me assuming that Denny’s is using tainted pork sausage in their Grand Slam Breakfasts by just driving past one of their diners.
Let’s get this straight. Mr. Bundy is not a Patriot. He’s a Goddamn deadbeat who’s using threats of violence to get out of paying a damn fine. Period.
And The Right in this country, by embracing this jackass as a folk hero, is lighting matches in a fireworks factory.