What Level of Wealth Do You Consider Evil?

[MADem]

59. You know what's evil? That 1SBM's post in this thread got hidden for telling a truth.

It's an UNCOMFORTABLE truth, wrapped in a common 'joke,' but it's a truth. Why would anyone punch the alert button on that comment, and silence YET ANOTHER BLACK DUer, without bothering to ask "What do you mean?" if they were unclear on his meaning? And more to the point, WHY WOULD A JURY HIDE THAT? Hell, you KNOW this man--is partisanship getting to the point that basic, essential fairness has completely flown out the window?

And some folks continue to wonder why they're not making the goddamned sale?


LBJ said the same thing, pretty much, to Bill Moyers, only he spoke it from the perspective of a white man who saw it go down through the years--and he didn't try to make it funny, wry, or sardonic: https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/opinions/1988/11/13/what-a-real-president-was-like/d483c1be-d0da-43b7-bde6-04e10106ff6c/

WHILE Lyndon Baines Johnson was a man of time and place, he felt the bitter paradox of both. I was a young man on his staff in 1960 when he gave me a vivid account of that southern schizophrenia he understood and feared. We were in Tennessee. During the motorcade, he spotted some ugly racial epithets scrawled on signs. Late that night in the hotel, when the local dignitaries had finished the last bottles of bourbon and branch water and departed, he started talking about those signs. "I'll tell you what's at the bottom of it," he said. "If you can convince the lowest white man he's better than the best colored man, he won't notice you're picking his pocket. Hell, give him somebody to look down on, and he'll empty his pockets for you."

Some years later when Johnson was president, there was a press conference in the East Room. A reporter unexpectedly asked the president how he could explain his sudden passion for civil rights when he had never shown much enthusiasm for the cause. The question hung in the air. I could almost hear his silent cursing of a press secretary who had not anticipated this one. But then he relaxed, and from an instinct no assistant could brief -- one seasoned in the double life from which he was delivered and hoped to deliver others -- he said in effect: Most of us don't have a second chance to correct the mistakes of our youth. I do and I am. That evening, sitting in the White House, discussing the question with friends and staff, he gestured broadly and said, "Eisenhower used to tell me that this place was a prison. I never felt freer."

For weeks in 1964, the president carried in his pocket the summary of a Census Bureau report showing that the lifetime earnings of an average black college graduate were lower than that of a white man with an eighth-grade education. And when The New York Times in November 1964 reported racial segregation to be increasing instead of disappearing, he took his felt-tip pen and scribbled across it "shame, shame, shame," and sent it to Everett Dirksen, the Republican leader in the Senate.....

Before you alert on/silence me, too, I suggest you read the whole article.

smh.

This place.