If anything is distinguishable about diversity’s multi-meat stew, the dark meat must not overpower the white meat’s flavor. In other words, when blacks season their speech with critical truth just as U.S. Attorney Eric Holder did when he branded America a "nation of cowards," rancidity invades the mouths of whites. While Holder’s call is correct, this nation also includes a herd of hypocrites who cling to diversity’s political correctness in public, yet, fail to practice what is championed privately.
The main ones quick to reject the societal observation, like Pat Buchannan, who accused Holder of calling “white people” cowards, are the same ones guilty of self-segregating. Apparently, Maureen Dowd was equally inflamed when she wrote “…we don’t need a Jackson/Sharpton-style lecture on race. Barack Obama’s election was supposed to get us past that” in a NYT column entitled “Dark, Dark, Dark,” at http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/22/opinion/22dowd.html. Though an intelligent writer, either Dowd has been sipping her assertions from a flawed post-racial straw or the hue of her reality is several shades lighter than mine.
Racism's discussion remains a lifetime staple in the African-American kitchen, but in the cupboards of many white households, its supply is scant. Hope burns eternal, however, the expectation that White America smell the breadth of racism's putrid aroma when they’ve not been forthright within their own insulated communities is, at best, extreme.
The main ones quick to reject the societal observation, like Pat Buchannan, who accused Holder of calling “white people” cowards, are the same ones guilty of self-segregating. Apparently, Maureen Dowd was equally inflamed when she wrote “…we don’t need a Jackson/Sharpton-style lecture on race. Barack Obama’s election was supposed to get us past that” in a NYT column entitled “Dark, Dark, Dark,” at http://www.nytimes.com/2009/02/22/opinion/22dowd.html. Though an intelligent writer, either Dowd has been sipping her assertions from a flawed post-racial straw or the hue of her reality is several shades lighter than mine.
Racism's discussion remains a lifetime staple in the African-American kitchen, but in the cupboards of many white households, its supply is scant. Hope burns eternal, however, the expectation that White America smell the breadth of racism's putrid aroma when they’ve not been forthright within their own insulated communities is, at best, extreme.
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