AL SHARPTON’S MINSTREL SHOW IN FERGUSON, “UNCLE TOM’S” NEW CABIN Al Sharpton was called a “Rat” by The New York Post, when the newspaper reported that Mr. Al, or Big Al, which might be more fitting, had turned on his mob friends after an FBI sting operation secretly videotaped him discussing a drug operation, with a mobster, in New York. The article alleged that the information gathered, in the sting operation, was used to give Sharpton a choice between being prosecuted by the feds, or becoming an informant for the agency. Concluding that Sharpton chose the latter, and was given the secret code name, C-7, the paper’s headline used “Rat,” in describing the role the article said he played in helping the FBI trap some of Sharpton’s associates. Having been outed by the news article, Al, who is not so big, anymore, having lost weight to such an extent that some have suggested that he might be eating too much caviar, and not enough carbs, held a press conference. Sharpton defended himself, saying that he was not a “Rat,” but a “Cat,” ending on a high note saying a cat catches rats. That would be just swell for the cat family, but, as for the rats, not so much, since the cat, in this case, would have had to disguise himself as a rat, to keep from being detected as a cat. It gets very confusing, so maybe I can make it less so by showing equivalency to what the once Big Al said he was doing, which would be that of one who is designated as a wolf, in sheep’s clothing. Not knowing how much wolfing rats do, I thought, at the time that the “rat” appellation might have been too harsh a characterization, but, when I gave it more thought, I could see the problem, which is that we are running out of animals to describe human beings. “Turkey,” for instance, is already in use, especially during this time of year, and “mouse” would be a disservice to Mickey, Minnie, and Mighty, Mouse, and “Moose” and “Bear” are used to describe those in “look-a-like” contests. So, after thinking about it, for a considerable period of time, I was finally able to see the point, along with the problem. When I think of Al Sharpton’s tenure on the national stage, however, starting with the fraudulent Tawana Brawley case, in 1987, in which Sharpton was involved, and the fraudulent claims in the case of the Duke Lacrosse players, in which Mr. All was involved, and the false posturing in the Trayvon Martin case, along with other racial fiascoes, and now his holding his hands up, in Ferguson, saying “Don’t shoot,” it is interesting that no one has ever called Sharpton an “Uncle Tom,” a well-paid “Uncle Tom.” But I have given the above a bit of thought, too, and the best I have been able to come up with is that blacks think the determinant in the designation is majority rule. If a majority of people don’t consider what one is doing is “Tomming,” then you ain’t “Tomming.” As you might suspect, I see things a little bit differently, thinking that, if you are “Tomming,” then you are an “Uncle Tom,” and, in Sharpton’s case, “Tomming” is all Al Sharpton does. When he is not “Tomming,” there is this “caviar situation,” which makes Sharpton’s head appear to be bigger than his stomach. I will admit I have not taken any actual measurements of his head, only an account of what is in it, the conclusion being, no one is home, because Sharpton is out to lunch. Putting the question to a vote assumes that people are using the right criteria to make their determination of who the “sell-outs” are. Looking at who has been making the list, every year, since the 1960’s, when “Tomming” became an issue, among blacks, I would certainly like to know the criteria being used because the ones, who keep making the list, in my humble opinion, are not the ones who are doing the “Tomming,” and the ones, “Tomming,” are the ones who are never on the list. I am willing to bet that, if I did a survey of blacks, which listed well-known figures, such as Booker T. Washington, Benjamin Jealous, Thomas Sowell, Jesse Jackson, Clarence Thomas, Malik Shabazz, Benjamin Carson, and Al Sharpton, and Larry Elder, and asked blacks to name the “Uncle Toms,” on the list, hardly anybody would name Benjamin Jealous, Jesse Jackson, Malik Shabazz, Al Sharpton, and Jesse Jackson. I would be willing to wager that practically everybody would name Booker T. Washington, Thomas Sowell, Clarence Thomas, Benjamin Carson, and Larry Elder, as “Uncle Toms,” and persona non grata, for added emphasis None of the ones, who would be designated, as sell-outs, however, believe that blacks are too stupid to get some form of ID to vote, and need “affirmative action” crutches to compete with whites, because blacks are too dumb to compete with whites on an even academic playing field, nor believe that the 75% out-or-wedlock birthrate is due to slavery, but to personal irresponsibility. All of the ones who would be designated as the “non-Uncle Toms” believe such to be true, and actually promote the notion of blacks racial inferiority, which is in alignment with the views of the Ku Klux Klan. I am no Patrick Henry, but I do feel driven to say that, when it comes to designating people of achievement, as “Uncle Toms,” and those who have not achieved anything, which defines Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson, and members of the New Black Party, to a “T,” as in “Tom,” I know not the course that others might take, but, as for me, give me liberty from this nonsense, or at a minimum, cut me some slack. If Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and the members of New Black Panther Party are not on the “Uncle Tom” list, then let’s just forget about “Uncle Tom” altogether, and celebrate “Uncle Ben,” and thank him for the rice. What is one to make of people like the late Martinique “Negritude Movement” leader, Aime Cesaire, who stated that “Greek is reason, and Africa is emotion, and is considered to be saintly in a movement which gave birth to the Afrocentric Movement, another group of knuckleheads, who contend that ancient Greece is the child of Egypt, but ancient Egypt is only a product of itself, and Africa’s interior, with no influences outside of Africa? What is one to say, when studying, today, is considered to be a “white thing,” and basketball is considered to be a “black thing”? I think you say, what Juan Williams said in the title of one of his books, “Enough!” These silly Negroes, these “Uncle Toms,” Al Sharpton, and others, are leading a mob, made up of some of the most clueless black folks on the planet. Most appear to be mentally deranged, walking around, in circles, chanting, “Hands Up, Don’t Shoot,” rather than looking for a job, and, presumably, working on their GED because I just can’t believe these people could be acting so crazy, and have so much as a high school diploma, and be this stupid. I would like to know, from these fools, “Who was shot, in Ferguson, while his hands were up, while asking not to be shot, pleading for his life?” If anybody out there, in the street, in Ferguson, says Michael Brown was shot while his hands were up, they should go home. In fact, I would like to establish the criteria for being in the street, protesting, in Ferguson: 1. If you know nothing about the evidence in the case, go home because of your clear ignorance of the case. 2. If you have never protested any of the 292,000 killings of blacks who were killed by other blacks, between 1968 and 2011, go home because of your rank hypocrisy. 3. If you didn’t raise so much as a finger, in moral indignation over the 10,586 blacks who were killed during the 503 days, between the time that Trayvon Martin was killed, and the time George Zimmerman was found not guilty because the evidence showed Trayvon Martin was beating the stew out of Zimmerman, and Zimmerman was defending his own life, go home because you clearly don’t want anyone confusing you with facts in these cases, being easily led by the news media, by false narratives, anda by false leaders. 4. OK, we have reduced the crowd down from 5,000 to 1,000, so let’s continue the work here. If you don’t have a high school diploma, or a GED, and are not taking care of your children which you had out of wedlock, and, “Heaven help us all,” in Stevie Wonder fashion, are wearing your pants down under your gluteus maxima, more or less on the ground, go home because you can’t possibly be out there as a result of any concern for black people, or black people’s lives, because you don’t even have any respect for yourself, your own life, and the life of your own children. 5. Now, we are down to Al Sharpton, the New Black Panther Party, and the local “leaders.” If you are a worshipper of the religion of racism, find yourself flying to it, walking to it, getting in a car and driving to it, hitch-hiking a ride to it, or making it up, and then going to it, in your own head, then go home, puh-leeese, and get some help because you are the problem. If the above happened, no one would, therefore, be in the street, in Ferguson, making a mockery of the civil rights movement, which is, really, all people like Sharpton, and members of the New Black Panther Party, ever do. These people are “Uncle Toms,” whose sell-out roles are hidden by their public posturing, which never has anything to do with uplifting the black community, but, always, in every case, tearing it apart. I said, “Uncle Tom,” in describing these people, so I need to describe Ferguson, as well. Ferguson is the latest example of “Uncle Tom’s Cabin.”
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 15:49:55 +0000
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