Part-Time Teachers, Part-Time Lovers -- even Part-Time Race Hustlers -- must be proficient toilers in order to maintain their place in the job market. Just when we thought we'd resolved their pet peeve, "racism," here they come again.
"We're together!" we've heard after we -- white, black, brown, red, and yellow -- have run to the scene of some disaster and "pitched in" with little regard for our safety, peering through smoke and flames, listening, hoping for any cry -- no matteer how feint -- for help.
But, now, for the past two or three weeks we've had people running and marching in our streets. "We must have conferences on this racism against black men and their violence that keeps us racing to live in white communities where we feel safer than in black communities; we must stop this injustice of jailing black men for violence." HUH!!! These people are all over TV programs "running their jibs" like babies whimpering for the atttention of their mamas and daddies: "Racism against us black people -- boo hoo hoo . . ."
"But, children, mama and daddy try to give you whatever you want, try to keep you happy," the people they're whimpering to say, trying to appease them, to sooth them.
"No, you like them other people more'n you like us, boo hoo hoo . . ."
"But listen, our little tutti-fruities, haven't we -- for decades -- been buying all of your little kindergarten rap-ditties that you call music . . ."
"But y'all like them other people 'cause you find other cultures interesting and they got a different culture and we got the same culture as you . . ."
"Now, remember, our little chickidees, over fifty years ago a movement was brought to you with fire, bullets, and blood -- it was heard all over the world -- to return you to the legitimate identity of your Afrikan ancestors, but you rejected it, preferring to remain our carbon-copies, and, remembe, the people you're talking about represent a large market in our economy."
"Then y'all still love us?"
"Of course we do." Who else would have you, they whispered.
So remember, people, from time to time Part-time Race Hustlers will get jealous for attention and will start crying "racism." All one has to do is to start singing "Part-time Hustlers" and they'll shut their "jibs."
Thursday, August 1, 2013
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