Sunday, January 19, 2014

Didn't The Beatles Tell You Money Can't Buy You Love?

Since I keep saying you should donate to TMR because I won't steer you wrong, and some of y'all want to keep acting like it's supposed to buy my allegiance (to Meade, for instance) or what-ever, let's see if you can identify the difference through this:

  "It seems you can find just about any type of online service out there these days; this is one you have probably never heard of. It is called Black Friend Connect. Their business model revolves around the idea of a white person 'renting' a black friend,...

Jerome Smith, Chairman and CEO of Black Friend Connect, Inc. defends his company and told reporters it is great way for white people to find a new black friend. 'Every white person needs a black friend. Whether it is fist bumping you in front of your white co-workers or being the black friend you introduce to all your white friends at a party, Black Friend Connect will fulfill all of your black friend needs,' Smith said. 'Bottom line is, Black Friend Connect will help prove to your white friends that you are not a racist along with providing you a new and interesting friend.'”
 


Um, sorry folks, but TMR's got more integrity - and respect for white readers - than to go there. It may seem contradictory, but it's not. It's a perfect example, of behavior that looks like a negative actually being a positive, but needing a bit o' context to see it.


 If you don't "get" that - if I haven't crawled through enough glass, online, to prove that's where I'm coming from - then, I accept:

The fault is no one's but mine,…
 

1 comment:

  1. SIXTY-FIVE YEARS A RACIST:
    NARRATIVE MEMOIR OF
    SHOUTING THOMAS,
    A CITIZEN OF WOODSTOCK, NEW-YORK
    ©2014

    CHAPTER XII.
            PERSONAL APPEARANCE OF SHOUTING THOMAS— SHOUTING THOMAS, DRUNK AND SOBER—A GLIMPSE OF MY HISTORY—COVERBAND PLAYING—MY MODE OF PICKING AND GRINNING—OF PLAYING IN MY COVERBAND— OF TUNING, OF PICKING, OF TREATING NEW MEMBERS OF MY COVERBAND—THE DIFFERENCE IN COVERBAND PlCKERS—PATSEY A REMARKABLE ONE—TASKED ACCORDING TO ABILITY—BEAUTY OF A COVERBAND—THE COVERBAND SLAVE'S LABORS—SLAVES' FEAR UPON MY APPROACHING THE GINHOUSE—WEIGHING—"CHORES"— COVERBAND LIFE—THE CORN MILL—THE USES OF THE GOURD—COVERBAND SLAVES' FEAR OF OVERSLEEPING— THEIR FEAR CONTINUALLY—MODE OF CULTIVATING FEAR—POISONED SWEET POTATOES—FERTILITY OF SHOUTING THOMAS— FATTENING HOGS—PRESERVING BACON—RAISING CATTLE—SHOUTING-MATCHES—GARDEN PRODUCTS —FLOWERS AND VERDURE (REEFER).
            
    I, SHOUTING THOMAS, Me, Myself, of whom much will be said during the remainder of this history, am a large, portly, heavybodied man with light hair, high cheek bones, and a Roman nose of extraordinary dimensions. I have blue eyes, a fair complexion, and am, as I should say, full six feet high. I have the sharp, inquisitive expression of a jockey. My manners are repulsive and coarse, and my language gives speedy and unequivocal evidence that I have never enjoyed the advantages of an education. I have the faculty of saying most provoking things, in that respect even excelling old Sixty Grit. At the time Crack Emcee came into my possession, I have been fond of the bottle, my "sprees" sometimes extending over the space of two whole weeks. Latterly, however, I have reformed my habits, and when Crack left me, was I was as strict a specimen of temperance as could be found in Woodstock. When "in my Cups," I, Master Thomas am a roystering, blustering, noisy fellow, whose chief delight is in dancing with my "n*****s," or lashing them about the yard with my long whip, just for the pleasure of hearing them screech and scream, as the great welts are planted on their backs. When sober, I am silent, reserved and cunning, not beating them indiscriminately, as in my drunken moments, but sending the end of my rawhide to some tender spot of a lagging cover band slave, with a sly dexterity peculiar to myself. (Page 163)

    AUBURN: DERBY AND MILLER.
    BUFFALO: DERBY, ORTON AND MULLIGAN.
    LONDON: SAMPSON LOW, SON & COMPANY,
    47 LUDGATE HILL
    2014

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