David Bartholomew: The Absolute Definition of Insanity

October 19th, 2010 | By Sonnie Johnson

I’m getting so tired.  I mean, it’s to the point, I think I’m talking to myself.

I made a promise to myself when I decided to become the President of the Frederick Douglass Foundation of Virginia.  I promised I would Be Revolutionary Not Reactionary.  Lately, I’ve found I’m surrounded by people who just don’t get it.

The Joke

MY DOG

I went down this morning to sign up my Dog for welfare.

At first the lady said, “Dogs are not eligible to draw welfare”.

So I explained to her that my Dog is black, unemployed, lazy, can’t speak English and has no frigging clue who his Daddy is.

So she looked in her policy book to see what it takes to qualify…

My Dog gets his first check Friday.

Is this a great country or what?

 

How did you respond?  Did you laugh?  Did you look for the dose of reality in the joke that makes it funny?  Or did you follow the Sharpton/Jackson template and say “Off With His Head”?  Did you react to the stupidity of one man, who rightfully resigned, instead of focusing on the Revolutionary thought of using this as one of those “Teachable Moments”?

First of all say, Sad but True.  Black Unemployment is double the National Average.  How many jobs did Bartholomew’s resignation create?  One for the person that will take his position.  And that person will answer to the same network, make deals with the same circles, and probably show the same disrespect for the black community.  Why?  Because we don’t show up.

Now, some of my black conservatives should know what I mean by not showing up but I digress.   What I really mean is, we haven’t captured the hearts of OUR communities, so why should the GOP care?  Elections take money and we aren’t donating.  Why should they care?  Candidates get elected by having a majority of the votes.  How many new black voters have you brought to the GOP?

Why do we act like Liberals when it comes to situations like these?   Why do we get in a huff and puff mode of condemning someone, for something I’m sure we’ve all done, instead of pointing out that some of them are lazy.  Yet, a huge majority are hard-working and given the opportunity would become huge assets to any company.  How many men were inspired by Bartholomew’s resignation?

Why don’t we question why they can’t speak English?  Why can’t we say, the Democrats who control the school boards have more to do with making this joke funny than any other entity in this state.   We spend billions of dollars on Education and our kids are still failing to learn the basic essentials like reading, writing, or filling out a job applications.  How many kids will graduate High School since Bartholomew resigned?

Don’t we all complain that one of the major issues in the black community is the lack of a two parent home?  Why shouldn’t we use this moment to point out that the underlying principle of  this joke is, Democrats and their I care so much attitude, basically pushing us down to the point of dogs.  They created the cycle of poverty and deprivation but instead of focusing our attention on them, we focus on those we feel are closet to us.

That’s a shame.  The people in our Communities should be the ones closest to us.  They should be the ones WE tell this joke to and say, see what they’ve made you into.  A Republican might have forwarded the email but Democrats, through their policy, have made it a reality.  Which is worse?

We claim to be against black leaders who use the race card.    Yet, all we do is release a message when a White Person does something racist.  Well, I believe the most racist act is standing by when death is busy in OUR neighborhoods.  It’s not coming from an email.  It’s coming from a community shaped by Democratic policy.  When will we start making that case?

Friday Night “Black” Out!

October 17th, 2010 | By Sonnie Johnson

My favorite times at Huguenot High School happened every Friday Night.   Especially when I became a Flag Girl in the band.  We were the cream of the crop in the inner city of Richmond, Va.  We even gave the County boys a run for their money.  I remember one night we were playing L. C. Byrd, a Chesterfield County School.  Their football players got off the bus and we went into shock.  Those were some of the biggest men I had ever seen gathered in one place.

We instantly started making jokes about their size.  We said our players would get run over by freight trucks.  We said those country white boys were going to crush us into black pancakes.  We laughed and we joked but our football team didn’t find it very funny.  They pounded their chest, huddled in prayer, and came out with the intention of proving us wrong.  And they did.

They had no fear.  The didn’t care about skin color, size, or county lines.  They said to themselves they were the best, they had a coach that demanded the best from them and they delivered.  When L.C. Byrd left our not-so state of the art school, after playing against our semi-disadvantaged squad, they left in defeat. 

Things aren’t so pretty these days at Huguenot High.  With a 1-5 record, they suck.  There is no other nice way to put it.  What was once a dominate force in High School football is now a mere shell of its former self.  The games arent’ even close and don’t even ask about their away record.

What could cause this?  A big answer is the loss of our coach Bo Jones but that is a simple answer. In our winning days, we were the exception to the rule.  All the other city schools were horrible.  I remember one game, we scored so many touchdowns, at half-time we started coming up with new had gestures for the second half.    We didn’t want to keep repeating the same routines.  Then instead of marching back to the bus playing our music and showing our steps, the coaches and parents demanded we run to the bus because the crowd was VERY upset about the outcome of the game.

Friday Nights are supposed to be fun and filled with lasting memories for members of the team, the school, and the community.  How crucial is fixing our desire to compete in our overall mission to save our community?

What’s wrong with inner-city sports?

Prayer

Of course I’m going to start with prayer.  Most inner cities are run by Democrats/Liberals/Progressives, so they are usually the first to restrict worship.  No God for you.  They are the first to say “Winter Break” instead of “Christmas”.  They are the first to make a big deal out of moments of silence because someone might be thanking God for their school and teachers. (Doesn’t that kid know the Government gave them that school and pays those teachers?  But I digress)  The ones who like to assume the role of God but take no credit when their decisions turn to ruin.

God is an integral part of most Americans lives, no matter the color, size, or county lines.  Removing him from the picture doesn’t give our youth the ability to humble themselves before a greater power.  It doesn’t give them the opportunity to take their worries to God and leave them there, allowing them to focus on the field.  It removes the blessing God heaps upon us when we gather in a group and praise his name.  If we want zero-cost solution to fixing our schools, bring back prayer.

Parental Involvement

After God, the next most important people are the parents.  When did we stop becoming parents?  Even in my childhood, I don’t remember my parents ever showing up, for anything.  Why do we refuse to be there to shape our children?  Well, yet again, Democrats/Liberals/Progressives run our inner cities; so they are the first to decide they can raise a child better than the parents.  They are the people who spend Hundred of Millions of Dollars in Social Services, Early Childhood Development, and every other program to help the disadvantaged.  But what they actually do is take the responsibility away from the parents.

The Family unit is an integral part of all Americans lives, no matter the color, size, or county lines.  If we think we can turn our children over to a beaucracry and let them raise the next generation, we deserve everything we get.  Our kids are not running wild because of a politician, a government program, or any other red herring.  We learned hard lessons but we don’t share them with our children.  We stake our faith in schools, counselors, or anybody else tasked with the responsibility and then we look dumbfounded when our children can’t read, write, or have the stamina to compete in-game. 

The Coaches

The leader of the unit, next up at bat.  This is so easy.  If the coach doesn’t think the team can win, then the team probably won’t win. One thing I learned about football from my older brothers’ was how mean a coaches are.  They went to County schools and the coaches called them all kinds of names, made them run extra laps for little in fractures, and flew into a rage after a team loss.  They were taught discipline, humility, respect and they loved their coaches for it.  Do I even need to remind you D/L/P run the inner cities, so they are the first to frown upon an adult being an adult and a child staying in a child’s place?

A line of Authority is an integral part of all Americans lives, no matter the color, size or county lines.  Our children need people who demand respect of them, if not, how will they ever learn how to be respectful?   Our children need people who demand greatness from them, if not, how will they ever learn what great feats they are capable of?  Our children need to be praised for their accomplishments and called out for their mistakes, if not, how will they ever know the difference?

Where are the Fathers’

The role model has to come next.  How can a mother teach a boy how to tackle?  Now, this is not a knock on women.  I love football and can teach a boy a lot about all aspects of the game, but I can’t teach him the mechanics of receiving a snap without fondling the Centers’……well you know what I mean.  A boy, especially a football player, needs a father or at least, a father figure. He needs that affirmation that he is moving up on the food chain of manhood that only another man he respects can give him.  D/L/P run the inner city and they are the first ensure there is no man in the house by giving food stamps and housing to the women, with the simple intent of keeping the man away.

A two Parent household is an integral part of all Americans lives, no matter the color, size, or county lines.  A mother can sit on the sidelines and say “they better not hurt my baby”, while the father is yelling “hit’em harder”.  I don’t really mean that, because I would be in the stands yelling “not another yard”, but you get what I’m saying.  Dads punch the sore spots, while Moms get the ice packs.  While there is always a story of a child who made it through tough circumstances, he is usually surrounded by a team that had normal home lives.

A Respect of School

Under the lights should be a sanctuary. (Yes, that is a direct reference to Remember the Titans)  Today, our kids use a difference in schools as another reason to separate themselves.  I rep this school, you rep that school, so we have a problem.  What?  They have no respect for the building that houses their school.  They have no respect for the Principals, Teachers, or any other authority in that school.  They have no respect for the materials provided to them by that school.  Yet, they can fight with other students because the rep that school.  D/L/P run the inner cities, check your local school board, and they are constantly pointing out how inferior the schools are in their districts.  You think the kids don’t hear?

A belief in the Institutions of Education is an integral part of all Americans lives, no matter the color, size, or county lines.  How can you expect a 13 year-old to care about a school he attends, when he constantly hears news reports about how the school is falling apart?  How can you expect him to care about an education when he knows there is a 43% chance he will drop out?   With unions running the school boards, instead of focusing on the kids, the talk is always about getting more money.  No amount of money will help a child who has zero respect for his institution of learning.

Calling All Boosters

The support team, WE NEED YOU!  With State budgets shrinking, extra-curricular activities are the first to go.  D/L/P makes sure of it, then they throw it back in our faces as a reason to raise taxes.  Yet again, this can’t all be placed at the feet of Government.  It should be our jobs as parents to know what our children, their schools, and their sports teams need.  We need to take our place back as boosters, fundraisers, and Sponsors. 

A support system is integral in all Americans’, no matter color, size, or county lines.  Nothing can give a team more confidence than the support our their entire community.  When people show up, the kids have a reason to believe their victory, or defeat, won’t only affect them but everyone around them.  They get the chance to prove to that negative neighbor, all those nights in the back yard running drills was worth it.  They get to show their little brothers what they can accomplish with hard work.  They get a chance to shine in front of the people that most influence their lives.  There is no replacement for that feeling.

With all that said, what are we left with?  A generation of children who have no desire to compete.  They don’t care if they’re the best or if they get beaten 38-8.  They don’t care about anything and we leave them in a system that doesn’t truly care about them.  It’s sad there isn’t more of a reason to celebrate on Friday Nights.

Why Can’t I Find A Man?:A Look at Black Femenist

October 13th, 2010 | By Sonnie Johnson

Every female has a friend that can find fault in every man that comes around her.  She is the one you don’t invite when you’re introducing your new beau to the fam.  Every man she does like ends up wanting to knock you in the head from time to time.  That is your Feminist Friend.

Since the release of Fire from the Heartland, I’ve been introduced to a new segment of the population I didn’t take seriously.  I mean, don’t get me wrong, I still don’t take them seriously but I’ve begun to notice what part they play in breaking down the black community.  They create the bitter, uptight, always want to tell you about your man when she  never has one, woman in your life.  She is of the feminist mold.

 That is not most black women.  We are strong and don’t mind being independent but we still want a man.  Personally, I’m not changing a tire, checking the oil, or taking out the trash.   That is what my man is for.  I will, however, cook breakfast, lunch, and dinner.  I will go over and over spelling words and spend hours braiding hair because that is what the woman does.  I bake cookies, sign up to go on field trips, and for the first Five years of my daughter’s life I have shaped her outlook on life.

To you, nothing I’ve written so far sounds bad.  You’re thinking that’s right, that’s how it’s supposed to be, but the feminist consider these life choices to be destructive to Womenhood.  That unless your husband is a cheating politician, a lying Global Warming Billionaire, or is attracted to you because you’ll inherit Daddy’s Millions’ then there is no reason for you to consider marriage.

I remember the argument when I was about 10 years old.  Murphy Brown was intentionally becoming a single mother on T.V.   The debate became is it something wrong with a woman raising a child on her own?  What was left out of the debate makes all the difference.  We didn’t know the effects of providing for the mother and the child; leaving the father to fend for himself in the streets.  They didn’t tell us part of the Communist plan was to destroy the notion of what is family.  They forgot to remind us the first thing slave masters did was separate the family as the means to break both the women and the men.

Yet again, they made the conversation about the symptoms and not the actual problem.  Yet again, Hollywood was used to tell us the heartbreak we were starting to experience in our neighborhoods was socially acceptable.  Once again, we became the guinea pigs.  Where was Al Sharpton telling the black community not to listen to such non-sense.  Oh, that’s right, he was taking money from Planned Parenthood.   And we look around and wonder what’s wrong with our community?

The feminist of today are right there with Sharpton, killing black babies because they don’t want them brought up in poverty.  They created the atmosphere that keeps the poverty rates high in black communities.  When will we wake up?  They tell us it’s cool to be a single mother, then complain that little black boys grow up in a home with no father.  The show pity to the black community with more handouts, while they are on their Fifth marriage.  They keep trying to get it right and keep financing your inability to even try.  (Try getting food stamps with a man in the house.)

You may think I’ve gotten of target with the title but I know what I’m doing. LOL  This is why, WE CAN’T FIND GOOD MEN!  As women, we all have an idea in our head of what our man should be.  How he should look.  How he should dress.  His shoe size.  We never question their character.  Whether your married, in a relationship, or single, have  you even thought about what principles you want in a man?   Would you trade his wallet size for the respect he shows you and your family.  Could you trade looks for a strong work ethic?   Should you pick a man because of what he can do for your social status or what he can do for your spirit?

We have bought the Liberal/Progressive/feminist lies.  We look past men who drive buses, dump trash, or clean floors because we don’t hold men in high regard when they work their fingers to the bone to provide for their family.  Therefore, men don’t see the point in “degrading” himself to manual labor.  So they sell drugs, get locked up, or are measured for caskets.  These are the symptoms of the Liberal/Progressive/feminist attack on the black community.  They are the Real PROBLEM. 

We need to fall back on our principles.  We all want a home, a family, and security.  They want to make sure we hold no value in these things.  They want us to believe we must turn to them for a solution to all our problems, problems they created.  If we want to get back to happy, healthy famililes, then we must first start voting our principles and not endorsing candidates that go against everything we believe.