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Sorry Wale, I Can’t Root For Everyone Black: The Black Elite Won’t Save Us Part 2
Sorry Wale, as much as I love the song and the idea I simply cannot “root for everybody that’s Black.” Sorry y’all but I can’t. Maybe you haven’t heard the saying “all skin folx aint kin folx,” but I am a firm believer in that. I am sure that many of y’all love to quote Malcolm X and some of y’all may even walk around with an unread copy of his autobiography but for those of you have not studied the good brother let me share some of his words.
“There was two kinds of slaves. There was the house Negro and the field Negro…they [house negro] loved their master more than the master loved himself…He identified himself with his master more than his master identified with himself. And if you came to the house Negro and said, “Let’s run away, let’s escape, let’s separate,” the house Negro would look at you and say, “Man, you crazy. What you mean, separate? … He’ll pay three times as much as the house is worth just to live near his master, and then brag about ‘I’m the only Negro out here.’ ‘I’m the only one on my job.’ ‘I’m the only one in this school.’ You’re nothing but a house Negro. And if someone comes to you right now and says, ‘Let’s separate,’ you say the same thing that the house Negro said on the plantation. ‘What you mean, separate? From America? This good white man? Where you going to get a better job…
