Can't really be angry with them. Mexicans that is. They are doing what is allowed. Waiting in designated spots for work. Early in the a.m. Seven days a week. Waiting for work. Out making that paper.
While we, to quote School Daze, "backwards Negroes" are just hanging around. We are not even waiting anymore; just "hanging." We have given up. Forgotten all about the 40 Acres and a mule that's long overdue. We know America owes us, but refuse to get up off our rears and demand it. Instead of marching, hand-in-hand to the UN, and standing united, articulating why Georgia clay is red (saturated with the blood of our ancestors), we allow ourselves to be prime candidates for the new auction block. We are neo-slaves, being bought and sold without doing a damn thing about it. We have integrated, assimilated and just plain sold out. Am I my brother's keeper? Hell no, I got to take care of my own. Can't worry about you or yours. Don't care about the way it used to be. This is the way it is now.
We are getting no where fast. Losing much of our heritage and damn near all our soul on the new auctions blocks: the workplace, social services, and especially the courtroom. There, the auctioneer or D.A. lays out our value to the plantation: the prosecution successfully proves beyond a shadow of a doubt that "this savage animal" does not deserve to walk the streets of civilization. Off to Sing-Sing, Attica. Or, death row at San Quentin. Once at the prison, excuse me, the plantation, we never really get rehabilitated--just branded so that we will be back again.
The slave masters don't have to try very hard; we hand ourselves over to bondage. We don't teach our kids and ultimately kill our bloodline. We rely on the school systems to teach them about the law, sex, finances, health, death, life, us (how twisted is that!), religion--man, the church elders must be turning over in their graves!
We stand on street corners in broad daylight selling poison and wonder why we got caught. Could it be because Mrs. Jones is tired of picking up crack pipes from in front of her door and worrying about who is trying to break-in to fund their next high? The do-right brothers in the community would like to police you themselves. Bring you before the high court in the village--the folk that make the honest dollar and will beat the tar snot out of you when they find you guilty of being a menance to society. But alas, your Mother, only 14 years your senior, don't want nobody "talking' bad about her pride and joy, 'Lexus Shaquilles Jr. III,' cause he only doing 'what he got to do.'"
So instead it's off to the auction block; then to the big house. This I can tell you: this modern-day big house has little to do with farming, tending babies, or anything slaves did from 1600's to 1865. Yet, the mentality is about the same.
Yea, I cannot blame the Mexicans for making money, by any means necessary. They may be doing the work "for cheap," but at the end of the day, they are not shackled by chains, handcuffs, a social worker or society in general.
2 comments:
Great post. If i were Mexican I'd be kinda pissed though. "Doing what comes naturally" is really demeaning.
I do think you have some solid points in your post. But it's hard to see where you stand, sounds like a rant about things in general and not anything specific. Nonetheless, you had your say and it was done eloquently.
By the way, I like the name of your blog. I think you shoud write a post explaining the name and the mission/purpose of your blog.
Rant, perhaps. From the soul...most definitely.
The observation that "doing what comes naturally" was racist was noted and that comment has been stricken. However, for most responsible people, going out and earning a living is natural; unless you are leeching off of someone else or have no intention of ever making money legitimately. I have never been to Mexico. I do not know "how things are." However, I do see people of Mexican decent going out, earning money and spending mass amounts of it (more than I have) in the store. Maybe that is a bit of jealously. But peep this: when Mexicans earn their money, no taxes come out. I got a bonus this week and you can best believe, Uncle Sam "got his" along with the other money he gets every pay period. I am not angry at the Mexicans, because again, all of this is allowed by our government.
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