Posted on 14 July 2010.
By Dr. James David Manning
I grew up watching the great rivalry between the Boston Celtics and the LA Lakers. The competition between Larry Bird and Magic Johnson was classic.
Perhaps the most magnificent truth between Blacks and Whites in America can be found in the history of that rivalry. I also grew up at the close of the greatest period of Black or Negro accomplishments in the history of the planet. I am delighted to acknowledge the building of great schools for Negroes like Howard University, Morehouse College, Tuskegee Institute and Fisk University. During this period Negro churches flourished as the moral and religious gathering ground for community and national development. Small businesses owned by Negroes prospered from the small but stable incomes of a fully employed Negro community.
My generation, The Negro Generation was in full agreement and acknowledged the Holy Bible as truth; and Jesus as the most color blind loving friend my mother ever knew. She would quote Jesus, an alleged White only Saviour with a trust that I dare not tread upon. While we were a monolithic Christian community with no mixture of Islam, the second religion of my generation was education, education, education.
There was a sense that we were in competition with White America. Not a malice fed rivalry, but we were about the business of building a great society of Negroes who respected White accomplishments.
The Larry Bird, Magic Johnson rivalry existed as a mascot for the integrity of Negro youth and the fights between Joe Louis and Max Schmeling was the same for Negro men.
It was the golden age of Negro men and their unprecedented
fatherhood. The Negro man and Joe Louis taught the Negro boys how to intellectually and confidently compete for financial success and to honor the Negro woman with hard won victories.
The Negro communities were full of Negro men, who ran small businesses with humble White customers. The churches were filled with Negro deacons. One out of every four teachers in the segregated schools was a Negro man.
My generation had a Negro father snoring in every home at night and a two-tone Ford in every garage.
The Negro man was a strong protector of his daughters and a defender of Jesus. Indeed, the competition in the boxing ring was a release for the unspoken competition economically and morally between the races. Every time Willie Mays, Jackie Robinson or Joe Louis won, they won one for the Negro people, but when they lost, no riots occurred, just acceptance and planning for the next contest.
This was the age of your father’s after shave lotion. Every Negro home had a father in the bedroom at night, and a strong smelling after shave on the dresser.
All of a sudden, things changed. A violent war was declared between the races. The sports arenas were abandoned as the venue for competition between the races, and riots broke out in ghettos all over America as a form of political dissent by The Black Man. In what is still an unexplained phenomena the sons of former business men began to rob and pulverize their own people, and the Negro and the smell of the after shave fragrance was replaced by the smell of heroin cooking in the bathrooms.
Shortly thereafter I heard a Black Muslim say Jesus was a blue-eyed devil and that all White men were devils.
Up until that announcement we, the Negro people were winning. We were not seeking to overthrow America, but to grow America. We had problems with some Whites, but respect for America and all White people was the order of the day for Negroes, but not for the Black man.
Then things began to fall apart. The age of the Black Muslims and Black Panthers were like watching your best friend die as these groups were born. I asked my father, “Why Cassius Clay was refusing to go into the army.” I also asked my father, “Why did Cassius Clay want to be called Muhammad Ali.” I did not like that name Muhammad, it seemed barbaric. My father never answered. In one of a very few rare moments, my father, a Christian and a Negro never answered.
Once when Floyd Patterson was fighting during the Friday Night
Gillette Cavalcade of Sports, my father accidentally hit me with a left hook trying to imitate Floyd Patterson. With the advent of Muhammad Ali, for the first time in my life my father was not excited by a Negro boxer, who denounced both Negro and Christianity.
I knew something was wrong when my father stop watching Muhammad Ali, but I didn’t know how wrong things had gone, nor could I ever have imagined that one day two of the most famous names on the planet would be Muslims names, Osama and Obama.
A few weeks ago I asked Jesus if Muhammad Ali’s debilitating sickness is a curse or punishment for his support of Islam and abandonment of Christianity; Jesus never answered.
Many if not all of the Negro businesses are gone now. In Harlem,(now Atlah) the world’s most famous Black community, only 3% of the businesses are owned by African Americans, who were once The Black People, who were once Negroes. Pride in the Negro schools is now replaced with rap music and metal detectors. In one of Harlem’s most celebrated high schools, Frederick Douglass High, gang members and drug dealing are more visible than basketball. The Negro father, provider and nurturer,is as rare as Aqua Velva in most Negro homes today.
This absence of the Negro father, provider, and business man occurred shortly after the rise of Muhammad Ali and the acceptance of Islam; when the birth of The Black Man was the death of the Negro father. Indeed, the Negro father disappeared in the catastrophic polemic of changing the Negro from being Negro, to being Black. One day I looked up and the most famous men of my hue were no longer Negroes but Black men; Muhammad Ali, Malcolm X, and Elijah Muhammad. I still remember hearing the chants; the most well-known man on the planet is Muhammad Ali.
This social change was extremely difficult and brutal for Dr. Martin Luther King. The master of social change would not stop using the word Negro in his speeches; and many called him an Uncle Tom for not making the transition.
The Negro was gone and the Black man had arrived, “Houston, The Buzzard Has Landed.” The Christian allegiance was gone and the Muslim faith was a better fit for The New Black Man. It seemed only Negroes remained Christian in those days and The Black Man became Bolshevik and Muslim.
Now you need to know the word Negro and Black are one and the same in definition, except Negro has a Latin root and Black has an English root meaning, yet the preferred word Black, empowered a segment of our society with the opportunity to display their hatred for White Americans. Indeed, to speak the juggernaut differences between the two people. The social identity of Black was, we are in your face Whitey, we be Black, you be White.
When Smokin’ Joe Frazier knocked Muhammad Ali on his jack-ass, I thought to myself; #1. There is the classic battle between Christianity and Islam; and #2. The answer that my father never gave me came from the right hook of Joe Frazier, Jesus kicked Muhammad’s butt.
With even more death and destruction on the horizon; Paul Robeson, Josephine Baker, and James Baldwin all became Bolsheviks, Marxists, and Socialists; while Islam and Pan-Africanism swept the ghettos like a hotel maid.
Rapidly the Negro schools and colleges died, and young Black men, the sons of former Negroes began to rob and burglarize the Negro communities. The Negro school teacher and scout leader was replaced by Black drug dealers and pimps. The Negro family fell apart and Black prison population rose like a fourth of July firecracker rocket.
The Negro turned in his lunch bucket for a welfare check, all in the name of his new Black whore, The New Black Woman.
The White counterpart also turned to Marxism. They did not abandon their great schools, but rather took over the anti-Black pro-Negro media, and turned it into an anti-Negro pro-Black spring board.
The pro-Islamic Marxist media loved Muhammad Ali, for the billions he generated in ad revenues. When Smokin’ Joe won the title they hardly even acknowledged it. He was just a dumb Negro caught in an Uncle Tom nightmare. Sadly as Dr. King was challenging this new Black Bolsheviks/Socialist Movement, many accused him of being funded by the Communist. The celebrated leadership of The New Black Man scorned Dr. King and claimed he was holding the Black man down, and leading dumb Negroes to trust a White Jesus and let the blue-eyed devil White man slap both sides of his face.
Even more sadly is the liberal socialist media chose to support The New Black Man and began to marginalize and shut out the voices of the disciples of Booker T. Washington, Jesus, and my father.
Now, if you look very carefully you can see that we are reaping the bitter harvest of the influence of The New Black man, The Marxist/ Socialist, The Islamic and Liberal White ideas all spawn in the period of the death of the Negro.
Barack Hussein (The Long Legged Mack Daddy) Obama is the sum total product of this movement that got started a generation ago by both Blacks and Whites. This is their hour; they are in charge of government, business, education, religion, and media. Where will we go from here?