We've been had. We've been swindled, conned, and fleeced: it has been going on for two generations and if we do not get wise now, it will disfigure our next generation. Many (which is an understatement) Blacks over the age of fifty were the victims of the smoothest game played on the Black community since the deal that went down in the hills of Africa that set in motion centuries of African slave labor.

Jump back to the 1930s and 40s for a moment. Think about the times then and the social atmosphere. Blacks were joined together at the hip in northern ghettos fighting for second-hand jobs in competition with natural-born whites and European immigrants by the millions. Though we had culture tucked away in these dirty brown ghettos, and talent, and dreams, our plight came nowhere near the promises of the US Constitution.

Our parents and grandparents, most of whom accepted as second nature their second-class citizen status, they were, by law, in no position to compromise for anything better. They simply took what they could get and survived, which took guts and a deep-rooted sense of integrity. No one today - under the age of 30 - could probably ever imagine what it was like living under those circumstances. So we throw our hands up in respect for those brave souls. Or should we?

To live beneath legalized despotism surely brought on a measure of desperation, intensified by the desire to lay hold on the "America Dream." The dream of radio, television, status, education and power that were all flaunted in the faces of our elders by criminally advantaged people disguised as the Finer Stock, was a dream considered worthy of compromise by a select few, hand picked from the Black pack of pacifist.

Yes, the white establishment chose the most passive of the Black ghettos as a mold for their own scientifically concocted breed of Negro. These people were invented by the brightest of the social masterminds to serve the purpose, egos, and pre-planned agendas of the then and future Euro-masses. If they could create a race of people that would fulfill their psychopathological need for idolization, they would set into motion a society destine for white rule and Black subjugation.

Not unlike the "Willie Lynch Syndrome," this plan was one hatched not too long ago. Not on the banks of the James River in the 1700s, no, this was hatched, in broad daylight, right under the noses of our parents and grandparents. The white establishment knew that if they showed them something "Shiny," they would be willing to drown the voices of the suffering for the sake of a little pleasure, recognition, and chance to assimilate into that society they so worshipped.

Once the offer was made - unlike the forty acres and the mule - the offer was on paper this time as legislation. Paper meant eduma-cation, law, justice finally, and perhaps equality. They were ecstatic; but there was a problem. The problem was those Blacks back in those ghettos who were like "Hell No!" So the white establishment indoctrinated their new Black chattel to the concept of individualism, the knock of opportunity (which they say only comes once), and a lesson on Benjamin Franklin's "A penny saved." All based on the concept of good ole Protestantism and the Spirit of Capitalism.

This lesson, in turn, drove the new Black people to look after themselves and to compete in the game of life, chance, and survival in America and to remember that if the other Black half could not make it out the ghetto, it was their own fault. They told them this over and over and over, and still tell them this. When if fact, the African mind and culture have its roots in community, help one another, and we all grow together. These new Negroes had lost their minds.

Now, at the ages of 60, 70 and 80, our parents and grandparents are selling their homes from under the family name, not passing the assets down to their children because they want to "enjoy life" as they are told in the commercials they see on their now new big screen televisions that they were promised in the original compromise of the Black community. Now, they do not build wealth for the Black communities but degrade it per instruction of their deed holders.

While Reaganomics pumped dope and crack into the lungs of Black children these new Negroes were enjoying the fruit of their Civil Rights along with women's rights and "Black Women" now had the chance to even the score with white women for the years of scrubing floors and wiping snotting white noses, thus they began competing in the corporate world. In a burst of vendictiveness, these Black Women dropped their babies and climbed the fence into the other yard never looking back at their Black men again. They and some of the willing shoeshine boys now had the chance to rub elbows and noses with their corperate counterparts and stand around the water cooler like a spot to diversify the room.

Their children, the Black generation between the ages of 30 and 45 - Black Gen-X - are angry now, broke, and struggling not only to survive, but to understand why they were sold out and what was so shiny that it was worth breaking the unity of the communities. These X children were raised by the electronic babysitters (television), the booty of their parent's promise; raised by day cares, (little socialist systems designed by mad leftist philosophers), and raised on meat by-products, preservatives and additives, and pure-dee sugar pops. You talk about anger?

Black Gen-X found love in crack, gangs, violence to shake that monkey off their backs, and do you know what the Boomers said? "This is a crazed generation not worthy of success like I had success." Is not that a bitch for words? They stand on stages and speak on their televisions and write in their books at their schools for their blue-blood mentors analyzing what the hell is wrong with this generation. The white man played them like violins and the Black community suffered and fell.

They are out there writing reports and report cards for the "State of Black America" like they know what the hell they are talking about. They are describing us as if we are some kind of subject matter to be discussed and figured out what to do with and some kind of experiment gone wrong. They got some damn nerve attempting to teach us to fall for the same game they fell for - that bait and switch the Black mind for the Finer Stock trick.

You know what? They talk about the Black family like they had nothing to do with the dysfunction of it. "These Black men are not taking care of their children. These Black women are getting pregnant like crazy and raising children they cannot afford." These people are talking out of some deranged mental mistake that was surely implanted on the table of their university science lab by their professor/owners. These Black boomer bougie, American homegrown Negroes are talking down to their own children, you think they give a damn about what the "State of Black America is?" Hell no! And this is why.

They do not care about the "State of Black America" because they create it. They learned well from their consultants the technique of divide and conquer, tear down and rebuild; they did the ole New Orleans on the brothers and sisters. They do not care because they are media camera kissing, Today show appearing, Oprah book club loving, Black History Month celebrating, University lecturing liberal class teaching, Suburban assimilating, fake-stock having, inner-city low-income Black hating, self-hating, intellectual wanna-bee, American made, contrived and concocted Negroes who care about themselves and themselves only.

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