When a person of color, especially if they’re black like me, affirms their support for causes such as queer liberation, feminism, animal rights, or socialism, I immediately feel that I can believe, with minimal doubt, that they’re truly convicted and principled in what they’re advocating for.
However, when a white person claims to support leftism, until my skepticism is proven wrong, I immediately assume they’re a dishonest and performative libshit. I then proceed to interact with them with hefty amounts of caution. If my assumptions are proven true, I’m never shocked.
I must confess that over the past few years I have been gravely disappointed with the white moderate. I have almost reached the regrettable conclusion that the Negro’s great stumbling block in his stride toward freedom is not the White Citizen’s Counciler or the Ku Klux Klanner, but the white moderate, who is more devoted to “order” than to justice; who prefers a negative peace which is the absence of tension to a positive peace which is the presence of justice; who constantly says: “I agree with you in the goal you seek, but I cannot agree with your methods of direct action”; who paternalistically believes he can set the timetable for another man’s freedom; who lives by a mythical concept of time and who constantly advises the Negro to wait for a “more convenient season.” Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will. Lukewarm acceptance is much more bewildering than outright rejection.
MLK was firing them crackers up in his later years, but they wasn’t tryna hear that
Course not; they only ever quote cuddly Selma-era MLK who still believed the crackers could be salvaged. Same reason they don’t EVER teach that MLK was taking cue cards from Malcolm X before the FBI found a patsy to bring him down. “In many ways, I must confess the Dream that I had has by all counts, become a nightmare.”
Yeah all that Christian turn the other cheek shit was never going to work against oppressors who wanted to see us all die anyway. If they had no sympathy for the Natives and took delight in committing genocide against them, why would they have any for their subjects that they enslaved?
They don’t think about none of that, just the parts that exempt them from their status as the settler crackers that they all are.
The very root of why I advocate for self-armament, regular range time, and gun clubs.