Dan
Calabrese
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January 18, 2006
It's Harlem, They're Black, So
Hillary's a Slave
Martin
Luther King Jr. Day. Harlem. If that’s not the time for a rich, powerful
white woman to put herself in the shoes of Kunta Kinte, I don’t know
what is.
U.S.
Sen. Hillary Clinton (D-N.Y.) knows what it is to be herded onto a boat
from your home in Africa, chained, whipped, flogged and forced to pick
cotton from sun-up to sundown. She can relate.
And it’s
all because of those plantation-owning Republicans on Capitol Hill.
“The
House of Representatives has been run like a plantation, and you know
what I'm talking about," she explained to people whose ancestors were
once property on plantations. "It has been run in a way so that
nobody with a contrary view has had a chance to present legislation, to
make an argument, to be heard.”
Hillary
was technically only talking about the House, and she is technically a
Senator, but as she would say, you know what I'm talking about. It’s
tough to be part of the Democratic minority in Congress. In fact, it’s
just like slavery. Let’s count the ways.
Slaves,
like Sen. Clinton, were allowed to leave their southern-state homes any
time they wanted, move to a Yankee state and get elected to public
office.
Slaves,
like Sen. Clinton, ran their mouths as often as they wanted to, and when
they said things that were transparently disingenuous, they were
praised by major media for effective positioning.
Slaves,
like Sen. Clinton, lived in and around big white houses, and upon
leaving, were permitted to take all kinds of lovely items that didn’t
belong to them as parting gifts.
Slavery
and life in the congressional minority. Who can tell the difference?
Oops. It
appears the folks in Harlem can. Their reaction to Sen. Clinton’s
self-assignment as a sharecropper of pallor elicited what they call
“polite applause,” which translated means, “I guess we need to feign
clapping because if we do what we really want to do, er, she still has
Secret Service, right?”
Sure
does. Just like slaves used to, one presumes.
It can’t
be easy for Sen. Clinton, whose job description is unlike any other
member of the Senate, and as such presents her with no role model to
follow. The other 99 senators are expected to, you know, be senators.
Sponsor legislation. Vote on stuff. Make judicial nominees’ spouses cry.
That kind of stuff.
Not Sen.
Clinton. She is there to position herself to run for president. That’s
her job. And her effectiveness at positioning herself to run for
president is the measure by which she is judged by virtually everyone.
Vote for
the war then embrace Cindy Sheehan? Shrewd! Draw up a plan for
socialized medicine and then align yourself with Newt Gingrich on health
care issues? Appealing to the middle while tipping her hat to the base!
Well played!
Compare
herself to slaves? What skillful . . . wait a minute. What was that?
That, if
you must know, is the resounding but familiar sound of another Democrat
not only taking black voters for granted, but assuming that they still
associate themselves with the same sorry designations from which great
men like Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. worked to deliver them.
Look!
Black people! I’ll use an image from slavery. They always get revved up
when you do that. Better yet, I’ll compare myself to a slave
because I don’t get to chair committees.
The
reaction of her audience says a lot about the growing sense among
African-Americans that their destiny need not be forever connected to
their history in bondage. Not the old plantation line again. We’re
executives and stockholders now, Mrs. Clinton.
The
primary problem with being on a plantation – a real one, back when there
were real slaves – was the serious consequences involved in trying to
leave. Sort of like what happens today when black people try to leave a
certain party that considers them something like – oh, let’s say . . .
indentured servants? Ask Maryland Senate candidate Michael Steele, who
had Oreo cookies thrown at him during a campaign appearance. Ask
Condoleezza Rice, who was referred to in Doonsbury as “Brown
Sugar.”
There is
a political institution in America today that brings its fury upon black
people who have the nerve to try to leave. It’s the same institution
that may be preparing to nominate Sen. Clinton for president.
Because
she is so very shrewd. Just ask the folks in Harlem.
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