HATING WHITEY :

Jackson raps Bush, Ashcroft (Steve Miller, 7/09/02, THE WASHINGTON TIMES)

Mr. Jackson also called the president's comparison of a recent Supreme Court ruling favoring school vouchers in Cleveland to the 1954 desegregation order in Brown v. Board of Education of Topeka, Kansas "unliterate" and "fuzzy history."

The crowd of about 3,000 in a ballroom at the George R. Brown Convention Center cheered Mr. Jackson's attacks, the second day of snipes at the Bush administration.

Mr. Jackson's remarks followed those Sunday night by NAACP Chairman Julian Bond, who accused the president of selling "snake oil" and asserted that Mr. Bush was part of a "right-wing conspiracy."

How does this differ from a David Duke telling the NAAWP that they're being threatened by a Jewish conspiracy?

People like Julian Bond and Jesse Jackson may be the most despicable men in American public life. Mr. Jackson in particular has grown fat and rich while mau-mauing the Democrats into making much of the black community dependents of the state. He has just one message : hatred. Blacks should hate whites and whites should hate themselves for the historic wrongs that were done to black folk in America. We can never move beyond these facts. Whites just need to keep paying and paying to expunge their genetic guilt and blacks never have to take any responsibility for what they make of their own lives. With "leaders" like these is it any wonder that the plight of black America remains so discouraging?

Think back a couple weeks to those pictures in the newspaper after the Court's school voucher decision--what did you see? You saw ecstatic black women hugging each other because their beloved children would continue to get a quality education instead of being sent back to flounder in wretched public schools. Who's really conspiring against blacks, the racist crackers of the GOP who want to help those mothers realize their dreams of better lives for their children or the NAACP which wants to shatter those dreams and protect teachers' unions?

The story is told of how Jesse Jackson, who'd been elsewhere at the time, raced to the fallen body of the Reverend Martin Luther King, Jr. and smeared some of the great man's blood on his own shirt, so that he could bask in the martyrdom. This is an apt metaphor for his whole career--everything is always about what's good for Jesse and the fate of other blacks doesn't much matter so long as their sweat, tears, and even blood serve his own selfish purposes.

Posted by Orrin Judd at July 9, 2002 10:53 AM