Is There Any Real Hope For America's People Of Color?

I wish to take you on a journey. The journey will expose the results of racism. We tend to attack the anti socials, dysfunctional, and law breakers. Yet we never attack the racism, which causes such actions. This information will "grab the bush, by its roots".

Some claim that the African slave trade is a myth. They claim that most people of color were already in the pre-Columbus "new world". This might be true. Yet with out proof, we will utilize "His Story". From slavery's beginning, the African male was separated from the African female. The so-called slave "master" was hailed as "god" and sole authority. The male slave was degraded as the lowest of the low. He was unworthy of any form of respect. Some will wonder why it is necessary to review this fact. Those types of individuals are blinded. Walk in just about any corporate office in America. You will immediately see this "separation" still occurring. The fact that a man of color is leading the race for president does not change historical facts.

The slaves were "freed" with out any form of restitution. They were not taught anything, and were constant victims of attacks. The dysfunctional aspects of slavery continue to this day. Some of us might remember when the young were commanded to "get the switch". Some of us might remember those "whippings". Well from where did the black adult learn that? He or she learned it from their previous slave owners. The failure to raise individuals to financially progressive adults led to dysfunctionalism. Poverty was often a result of this dysfunction. Any form of escapism only worsened the problem. Forsaking a God also worsened the problem. Everything has become one hot mess.

I was born into such a "hot mess". These were pre drug days. Alcoholism was rampant in the "black" family. Physical abuse was also rampant. There was no real opportunity for a black male. He either "served" the caucasian or made it the best way he could. Any "self made" black man was a minority compared to all the "struggling" brothers. Jobs were always available. But allowing people of color to enter those jobs was not. "Recession" and "high unemployment" are terms the Powers use to manipulate the people. There is always money for wars, lust, and greed. Discrimination is a lot like the casinos. Everything is controlled. No matter how educated or determined a person might be, the "house" will some how prevent them. And this deception is well implanted. Genders have been separated. The media has spread lies. The term "black" is always associated with crime, drugs, immorality, laziness, dysfunctionalism, excessive children, jerry springer, undesireableness, rap music, and arrests.

There may be some persons of color who claim never to have suffered such discrimination. These types are either lying, or some how miraculously "shielded". The arrest and "beat down" of "blacks" has become common. Most of us accept it. We expect to be harassed or discriminated against. We are told to "be strong", "don't give up", and "trust in God". The reality is that only a small minority will be able to endure this relentless discrimination. Most will lose life's light in one-way or another. The "why care" attitude may bring some relief. In the long run, it will "destabilize" the apathetical and those around them.

I grew up in the above-mentioned environment. I experienced all the sufferings. Most of my "home boys" are locked up or dead. The "free" homeboys are so messed up from drugs, that death might not seem so bad. I always understood their mentality. Violence was "home training". I always had that "inner voice (spirit)". I never wanted the short-term release (escape). I always felt that letting discrimination's "fruit" affect me, would eventually destroy me. I had opportunities to do many things. Some how, it seemed like God was blocking me. I remember waking up early 3 Sundays in a row. I purchased 3 different newspapers to view the classified ads. There were no classified ads in any of those 3 different papers. God was letting me know that nothing was going to change until He changed it.

It wasn't easy. Racial discrimination alone is enough to "mess" you up. Doors being locked, purses being "protected", as soon as "they" see you. And the never-ending "car door locks". I call the car locks, "the negro symphony". I prepared for multitudes of interviews. The (caucasian) interviewer(s) would ask questions (not wanting answers). I would respond to persons, who were not even paying attention. That person(s) already knew I would not be hired. It didn't matter what school I graduated from, or how many references produced. They told me I was "over qualified". That means "uppity nigger". What hurt me the most, is those person didn't know me, and didn't care to know me. In a 5 to 10 minute viewing, they fully and unfairly assessed me. There's always the "do you do drugs" question. I'm asked during surveys, by automated telephones, and on verbal interviews. I might be asked anywhere from 20 to 40 times. These racists have never once sent me on a "drug test". They just sit there in their racial discriminated provided seats and psychologically attempt to continue slavery's scars. I attempted cleaning employment, and any other "hard to place" job. To no avail. Along with these racists was the dysfunctional black family. Drama queens, drama kings, and other self-hating individuals often attacked me. Oh don't get me wrong. This is not a "woe is me" story. I was raised on drama. So I held my own.

God became predominantly strong in my life. It was about 2001. God inducted me into a training regiment. He taught me how slavery virtually destabilized the "black" family. The guilt and feelings of slavery still exists. It's often hard to see a person of color make direct eye contact with strangers (especially other races). That feeling of "inferiority" is there. Just examine how many "blacks" altered their hair, body parts, and color. So I began to realize why the drama causers were so "crazy", and seemed to love violence. I began not to focus on their "hell". Yes, they relentlessly attempted to "pull me back in". I continued to ignore them, and focused on God's work for me. I refused to fall back into the violence, and "tick for tack" mentality. I call my issues with "those people (family members)", the 35 years war. Because that's how long it took, before they began to change. It's important to note, that they did not begin to change until God confronted me. My grandfather and father are dead. That makes me the man of this tribe (family). So God confronted me.

These individuals were all "gripping for attention". They didn't care if it was good or bad, as long as they got it. My totally ignoring them was the worse thing I could do to them. Don't get me wrong. I spoke to them (occasionally). I just totally cut off the BS. It took them about 6 years before they finally shut the "blank blank" up. Also the baby was born about two years ago. Shortly after the baby could speak, she mentioned me in her prayer. That also moved the family to show some love. Racism is not a joke. It destroys people. Racism's effects are lasting. God has helped reduce the demonic results of racism. There is still dysfunction (but no one is perfect). There is still alcoholism (but at least we're over coming). There is still drug desire (still over coming). But this story isn't over yet. We still need to address the racists who won't hire people of color.

I always wanted a simple life. I wanted God, Family, Love, and Employment. Then the real world stepped in. The Bible and its God was pretty much sliced up and diced up by the ancient Authorities. I was victimized by a dysfunctional family most of my life, and I refuse to experience that hell again. Most employment is still owned by those having a problem with race (color). So you either get a "crappy" job, a job filled with imperialistic (racist) harassment, or no job at all. I have an analytical mind. I can remember how many technical jobs I've had. A caucasian supervisor would hand me a broom to sweep, or garbage to remove. I was the only person ever given these assignments. Truly racist. It might make others feel good to blame the black man. It's just truly sad that these ones are religious hypocrites and walking racists.

My analytical mind took me to Richard Pryor. I was a young child in the 1970's. "Which Way Is Up" taught the black man to: beware of fake religion, stay true to a good woman, become your own boss, and tell the racists to "kiss yo black blank". There was another movie that Richard starred in. This movie was about a bus. That movie taught me a very important lesson. As long as Richard (the black man) took a job that nobody wanted, he was allowed to keep that job. Racists caught Richard in the woods, and did not kill him. Why? Because he had a job that nobody else wanted. He had to drive the bus. So my plan was to take a job, any job. I was sick of being broke. Those racists wouldn't even hire me for those types of jobs. I have a great work history and references. Racists don't care.

So I was getting down to my last dollars. I was waiting for God to save me as He always does. But this time, He wasn't saving me. I often have to ask Him, "What are you trying to teach me, Lord?" I went on another job interview. Most of the time, those racists make you wait for up to an hour. My friend, Talia, says that they're hoping that I get angry and just leave. Then the interview is pure BS. I've interviewed for over 30 years. I know the sincere from the racists. I left that interview feeling mad. I drove all the way to my "last option" location. This option was a telemarketing job. As I pulled into the plaza, I saw a "hiring" sign. This sign was for a fast food restaurant. I was like, "oh man, has my life come down to this?" The starting wage of this restaurant was similar to telemarketing. I kept that in mind as I entered the telemarketing building.

The building's inside had a 1930's design. It looked like that building that Capone did business in. I checked out the "old school" phone booth. It was out of service. Then I walked up those long steep stairs. No human being was in site.

Finally I made it to the window. To make a long story short, I filled out the application and expected to be interviewed. The newspaper ad promised this. Once again, I waited past 15 minutes. My father died when I was a young teen. And I saw what racism did to him. My mother had to raise me up. I can relate to Tupac. Ma dukes taught me all about professionalism and self-esteem. I refused to wait again. Just more imperialistic, arrogant, sobs who think that their time is more important than the interviewee.

So I excused myself, got in my hoop tee (car) and drove to the fast food restaurant. I walked in, and asked for the manager. A beautiful Indian woman came up to me. Now I want yaw'll to know that where I come from, we love the Indians. Real Talk! When they took over the stores, they put black magazines, products, and music up. The previous owners didn't give a blank about us. So when we attend the bar, and the racists harass the Indians, we stop them racists. We're the same way for the Mexicans or any person of color. So I asked the restaurant manager if I could train as a manager. She told me that everyone starts in "burgy" uniform. Man I hate that! She told me that in 90 days, I could apply for a manager trainee position. So I took the application and told her I'd get back to her. My pride was still talkin nonsense with in me. For anyone out there that thinks I'm over exaggerating racism. I'll give you two proofs. There are only two jobs that wanted to immediately hire me. One is this restaurant (run by people of color-Indians), and the other was a group home. Haitians home run this group home for low-income recoveries. Now is this just a coincidence, an angry "black" guy venting, or racial discrimination alive in well in the good ole USA?

This paragraph is especially for my "black", Moorish, and "colored" males. It comes a time when we have to "get on the bus". Rosa Parks got on the bus. There also comes a time when we have to tell racism "hell no". Richard did that in, "Which Way Is Up". Rosa Parks did it in real life. Men of color must shun self destruction (instigated by imperialists). Men of color must stabilize themselves emotionally, and financially first. There's no way a "happy" relationship is possible with out that stabilization. Ghost Face said, "cash rules everything around me, but it don't rule me." God taught me that life is dysfunctional, but I don't have to succumb to this life (or its way). So I came home from the "burgy" place and thought. I can keep calling these lying racists (for interviews), which won't even let me clean their toilets. I can also make the same amount of money as most people, with benefits, free food, vacations, and management opportunities. It's a no brainer.
With a job well done, comes esteem. With regular income, comes a feeling of freedom and independence. That's when maturity is reached. If wisdom is pursued, stability might follow. At that point a male become a man. We don't have to go down a road of self-destruction. We can trust in God and live our lives. Don't get me wrong. I might get shot up in that burgy place. Or in the parking lot (as I die, I'll say that I should have waited at that telemarketing interview). But that's not the point. We all have to leave this life. I'd just rather leave on my own will, not because of a self destructive "set up" (by the "man"). If America does elect a Black President, he’ll have centuries of imperial racism to over turn. Oh yea, don't be laughin at me if you see me in my burger outfit! It'll only be 90 days.
Gary Colin is Author of, "Bible Symbolism What It Means To Your Salvation.”

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