Call it by its name, Mr. President

“Woe to those who call evil good and good evil, who put darkness for light and light for darkness, who put bitter for sweet and sweet for bitter.” ~ Isaiah 5:20 Two events in the past two weeks have stirred a righteous anger in me that I can’t keep contained. Someone has to be unafraid to call evil by its name, because when we remain silent, that evil becomes us. I have seen the evil of racism rear its ugly head, and the silence from certain quarters is deafening.

What picture comes to your mind when you hear the word “racism”? Klansmen in white robes and hoods burning a cross in the darkness of night? A crowd of white onlookers posing by a tree, while the lifeless body of a black man dangles by a rope around the neck from one of its branches? The contorted faces of grown white men and women screaming in anger as black children are escorted to school by the National Guard?

How about two black thugs wielding batons, dressed in uniforms and wearing military berets, standing at the entrance to a polling place? How about a deranged black man standing on a corner, screaming racial slurs and threats of murdering children while the crowd around him barely pays him any attention? How about the leader of these men smoothly but wickedly dispensing hate on Russian television, an irony considering what Russians typically think of black people, while the so-called reporter goads him on? How about members of what used to be an esteemed civil rights organization defending the beating of a black man by union hooligans because, by selling his wares at a Tea Party event, he deserved the beating and was unworthy of the group’s protection?

Something wicked this way comes, and it was unforeseen, at least in my mind, when nearly 18 months ago, we inaugurated a black man as the president of the United States. I think many people, whether or not they supported Barack Obama’s quest for the White House, believed that his ascension to arguably the most powerful position in the world was a turning point in America’s long and tortured history of race. I was in that number; I thought the conversation had to change, because a nation in which the majority of whites, as well as blacks and others, elected Senator Obama to be our president could no longer be called inherently racist.

I was wrong, and what surprises me is the corner from which racism has uncoiled and slithered into our midst. I’m not talking about the “Tea Partiers are racists” mantra being chanted by the liberal politicians, pundits and preeners in the entertainment industry. That is largely a fantasy of their own making.

No, the real thing is the virulent strain of hatred oozing from the pores of posers such as the New Black Panther Party (NBPP), a vile assemblage of ruffians that even the original Black Panthers reject. Or worse still, the Missouri and St. Louis chapters of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP), an organization that I previously declared irrelevant and a caricature of its former self.

Many of us are by now familiar with the voter intimidation case against the two NBPP goons standing outside the entrance to a polling place in Philadelphia during the 2008 general election which brought Barack Obama to power. We’ve heard the histrionics of one of them standing on a street corner in Philadelphia, screaming that it’s time to “kill some crackers” and “kill some of their babies.” We’ve watched in incredulity as the head of the NBPP, Malik Shabazz, declares war on the Tea Party movement, Glenn Beck and the Republican National Committee while a female news anchor for Russian television asks leading questions to elicit the desired response.

It wouldn’t be hard to dismiss these people as sociopaths, including Mr. Shabazz, who may clean up nicely but whose heart is as sinister as those of his colleagues.

What’s more disturbing, however, are the comments by members of the Missouri and St. Louis chapters of the NAACP regarding the beating of Kenneth Gladney last summer outside a public event. Gladney, a black man, was selling Gadsden flags and  political pins to people attending a staged town hall meeting on health care sponsored by Democratic representative Russ Carnahan. Two Carnahan supporters from the Service Employees International Union (SEIU) descended on Mr. Gladney and beat, kicked and stomped him, at least one of them shouting racial slurs at him as they did so. One of his attackers was white, the other black. The attack was captured on video and observed by at least three witnesses.

Needless to say, the attackers were arrested and charged with assault. Fast forward to last week, when the NAACP held a rally in support of the black thug. Yes, you read that right – in support of one of the two men that perpetrated an attack on a street vendor, who did nothing to provoke them other than being present and selling items to which they strenuously objected.

Just the fact they held this rally is enough to declare them morally bankrupt. Some of the words spoken at the rally, however, and captured on video – I love how technology casts light on the darkness - revealed to the world the evil in their hearts:

Back in the day, we used to call someone like that, and I want to remind you, uh, when this incident occurred, I was really struck by a front page picture of this guy, which we called, a Negro, I mean that we call him a Negro in the fact that he works for not for our people but against our people. In the old days, we call him an Uncle Tom. I just gotta say that. Here it is, the day after a young brother, a young man, I didn’t mean to call him a brother, but on the front page of the Post Dispatch, ironically, he’s sitting in a wheelchair, being kissed on the forehead, by a European. Now just imagine that as a poster child picture, not working for our people.

So what we have here is the NAACP – The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People – defending the actions of two men, one of them white, who beat up a black man selling his wares to make a buck, a man they outweighed and outnumbered.

Incidentally, when a local black conservative group protested outside the St. Louis NAACP headquarters for their lack of response to the Gladney beating, the head of the organization offered the lame excuse that he had not filed a complaint with them.

Let me pose this question – if he had been a common street hood caught in a criminal act, and shown on videotape being beaten by a couple of cops, would the NAACP have required him to file a complaint? I didn’t think so. They’d be at his hospital bedside within hours, with television cameras and reporters all around, denouncing the senseless violence perpetrated against this innocent man by police who are clearly the byproduct of an inherently racist law enforcement community. By the time they were done, the victim would have been beatified as a symbol of racial discrimination, and they’d be fitting him with a halo and white gown.

I am reminded once again what Maryland state Senator Lisa Gladden said in 2006 in defense of blatantly racist images and slurs directed against black Republican lieutenant governor and U.S. Senate candidate Michael Steele: “Party trumps race.”

Reverse the ideologies and make the thugs conservative and Gladney hawking leftist paraphernalia, and Gladney would have had all the representation he needed.

Speaking of representation, that brings me to the most troubling incident of all. We are learning, as courageous lawyers formerly with the Department of Justice come forward, that the department refuses to prosecute the voter intimidation case against the NBPP because they choose not to pursue cases where the victims are white and the perpetrators people of color. In other words, you’re only in need of justice if you’re non-white.

Of course, this is the same Department of Justice that’s practically falling all over itself trying to find ways to prosecute the state of Arizona in defense of illegal aliens, primarily from Mexico. Non-citizens who are here illegally warrant more protection than whites and people of color who don’t follow the herd.

Racism is not exclusive to white people. The distorted language of the liberal claims that blacks and other minorities cannot be racist because only whites have the power to discriminate. Racism and discrimination are two different things; one can most certainly be racist, whether they have the ability to act on it or not.

Black conservative political commentator Lenny McAllister described this abdication of justice quite eloquently:

When the Department of Justice is capable of determining that the rights of non-citizens must be championed as it condones American citizens being intimidated and threatened while enacting their right to vote, we are approaching a point in America where justice is too subjective to be counted on to provide stability and equality for our citizens on a regular basis.

Maybe this is the revenge that many black people sought in the wake of Barack Obama’s election. My daughter complained to me the day after the election that a group of black students at the high school surrounded her white friend and taunted him, saying, “We’re in charge now. What’cha gonna do about it, whitey?”

One of the NBPP thugs at the polling station in Philadelphia remarked to a white poll worker, "[Y]ou are about to be ruled by the black man, cracker."

In my upcoming book, “Sellout: Musings from Uncle Tom’s Porch”, I offer the following thought:

We have a recent history of defending our scoundrels and rationalizing their actions because of the injustices committed against our ancestors. However, the weights and measures of equal justice are right and wrong, not black and white. If we are to be credible partners in calibrating the scales of justice so they work equally for everyone, we need to stand for right and wrong above all else.

The only man who can recalibrate the scales of justice, so that good is good and evil is evil, is President Obama. I am not optimistic, given that he’s the one that encouraged the federal government’s lawsuit against the Arizona illegal alien law. Given the fact it mirrors federal law, it’s like suing oneself, isn’t it?

Be the man you presented yourself to be during the 2008 campaign, Mr. President. Call evil by its name – or else evil becomes you.