Name Calling Doesn't Help Blacks

I ignited a maelstrom from blacks who were upset because I pointed out what you won’t hear during black history month. (See: http://newdailyrant.wpengine.com/what-you-wont-hear-during-black-history-month/)

As I wrote in a “Behind The Political Curtain” piece December 18, 2013, “I often wonder why the majority of blacks pride themselves in being miserably lost.” (See: http://newdailyrant.wpengine.com/blacks-have-more-important-issues-than-skin-color-of-santa-claus/) Reasonable minds cannot help but question why a populace of people would cleave so doggedly to immiseration and victimology juxtaposed to embracing modernity.

There is a reflexive apoplexy that is triggered in the majority of blacks any time they hear or witness anything that threatens or suggests they distinguish themselves from victims. The idea of overcoming some evil perpetrated by whites is so engrained in their psyches that it has morphed into a vestige they wear like a burial shroud.

And worse yet, not only do they not see it, but they lash out at any black person who does not share in their self-limiting and debilitating heterodoxies.

The point I made pursuant to “What You Won’t Hear During Black History Month” was spot on, and I neither retreat from nor apologize for same. And I repeat that if we are going to hear the tortured travails of how blacks had to overcome then we should also hear the truth pursuant to what they are doing now that they’ve overcome. We should hear about the “Knockout gangs,” the crime, the drugs, the single mothers, and the abortion rates. We should hear about the embracing of animus and antipathy for those who have done nothing to them. We should hear about the rejection of those practices that lead to success. We should hear about inculcated victimology that asphyxiates upward mobility. We should hear about the duplicitous double standards that ignore aberrant behavior of blacks toward whites while sensationalizing the very slightest offense (real or imagined) directed at them.

I advocate for truthful, wholistic history that is taught day in and day out in the classroom. Not a 28-day symposium that celebrates overcoming the white man.

Not every black person had to overcome social injustice, and blacks most assuredly do not own the market on overcoming difficult beginnings. Every population group had to overcome some sort of disadvantage and prejudice on some level. I remember in the early/mid 1970s Vietnamese people migrating here being referred to as “The New Nigger.”

My close friends are well aware that I am fourth generation removed from slavery in Virginia. But I never heard my family preach we were disadvantaged, or that we were owed special dispensation.

But for many, if not most, blacks there is a caldron of rage that teems just beneath the surface which is unleashed the moment a black person dares to think for themselves and refuses to embrace mediocrity and self-limiting mindsets.

Calling me, and those who share my philosophy, vulgar names doesn’t make us wrong. It does, however, prove the point we make pursuant to the level of commonality the name-callers strive to maintain.

There are real problems these name-callers should address every time they look in the mirror, but instead they would rather call those like me “house-niggers, Uncle Toms, sell outs,” and the like. But what they refuse to accept is that they are envious of those like me because we truly have overcome. The color of our skin is nothing more than an epidermal fact. We embrace nationality and modernity over ethnicity.

The foolish accusations that embracing nationality over ethnicity is somehow synonymous with being ashamed of being black is the mindset of those who are hate-filled, myopic, and themselves suffering from inculcated inferiority complexes.

Then there is the ludicrous idiocy that many of these poor, tortured souls are wont to spew, said being that A) I write for the approval of white people; B) white people are using me and actually hate my guts; C) I’m raking in the big money because of what I write and speak.

I prefer to remember Booker T. Washington who said, “In the sight of God there is no color line, and we want to cultivate a spirit that will make us forget that there is such a line anyway.” Pursuant to the taunts and name calling blacks by narrow-minded blacks I again reference Booker T. Washington: “I resolved that I would permit no man, no matter what his color might be, to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him. With God’s help, I believe that I have completely rid myself of any ill feeling toward [white men and/or black] for any wrong that he may have inflicted upon my race…”

I refuse to live in the past or in the shadow of inferiority. Whether I’m traveling around the world or around my country, I am “Mychal Massie, proud American,” not “Mychal Massie a color.” The color of my skin doesn’t dictate how I feel about others or how I think about myself, but I understand that is not the case for many other blacks.

They are unable to get beyond being a color. The color of their skin permeates how they behave, think, and their cosmological view. Quoting Booker T. Washington yet again, “I pity from the bottom of my heart any individual who is so unfortunate as to get into the habit of holding race prejudice” and the unfortunate black souls who harbor resentment toward whites and condemn blacks who dare embrace modernity are a pitiable lot, indeed.

But it is also prudent to keep in mind that there are those about whom Booker T. Washington also said: “Some of these people do not want the Negro to lose his grievances because they do not want to lose their jobs…they do not want the patient to get well.” To which I add, there are also those who are epistemically wanting pursuant to cogent reasoning, ergo, they feign erudition by attacking those who indeed have truly overcome.