Last week the social media/justice warriors (SMJWs) went after me like a starving sub-Saharan African at a United Nations food drop.
They were mad because I, very sarcastically, gave melanin challenged individuals (white folks) my permission to use the n-word whenever they felt like it. My argument was pretty simple, if a Deputy Mayor of the City of Indianapolis can use racially offensive language to describe Black people and there are no consequences, then there was no reason why they should not be able to spout off whenever they want to and live happily ever after.
Now just to get everyone caught up, Deputy Mayor of Neighborhoods David Hampton took issue, and that’s putting it mildly, with some African-Americans who met Donald Trump, you know…the President of the United States. Hampton, responding to a post on social media, called it a “coon connection meeting.” He also referred to the situation as “coonery and foolery.”
A firestorm ensued and Hampton issued the standard “sorry for the poor word choice” apology.
And when approached about this by my colleagues at RTV 6, Mayor Joe Hogsett said he was “profoundly disappointed” in Hampton’s choice of words and he could be “interpreted by many as speaking on behalf of the administration” which the Mayor said he wanted to make clear that was not the case.
Hampton is still working for the city. In fact he appeared with the Mayor and IMPD soon after the aforementioned firestorm at an event for Black History Month – touting efforts that improved race relations here in Indianapolis. While I had to laugh at the entire irony of that situation, there is actually a bigger issue here.
If I may paraphrase a line from A Time to Kill, “now imagine he was white.” I say this because if Hampton had a little less melanin in his skin, he would be out on the street right now. And that would have only been after Black Democrats had stormed city hall with torches and pitchforks. However, instead of public condemnation from the Black political class in this town there was nothing but silence. In fact, the loudest protest came from City-County Council Republican Leader Mike McQuillen, a white guy from Lawrence.
When I brought this subject up on my various media platforms, I was accused of being an Uncle Tom. That statement is half right because I am an uncle. The SMJWs threatened to get me fired from jobs (thus increasing the Black unemployment rate in this town) and one even went so far as to hint at physical violence against me. I politely reminded him my wife was a sharpshooter in the military and if he was going to try something he might not want to do it when Dr. Phil was on because she doesn’t like to be interrupted.
What the SMJWs don’t seem to understand, and the list gets longer every day, is that a logical conclusion from all this is that it is now okay for city officials to use racially charged language and there are no real consequences. Which by the way, if I was a city employee who had racist feelings, I’d come to work and start getting George Wallace 1968 on people and as soon as I was called into HR for discipline I’d point to what happened to Hampton and them hand them my lawyer’s phone number.
I was always taught that that if African-Americans didn’t like white people using racial slurs against us, we might want to be somewhat consistent and not do the same to each other. Silly me, what was I thinking? That’s right, I was thinking.
By the way, Marion County Sheriff John Layton also met with the President; I wonder what racial slurs will be thrown at him?
I’ve always said that in the struggle for racial equality, who needs white people to hold us back when we seem to be doing a more than adequate job of being our own worst enemies.
Let the hate e-mail commence.
