A Conversation To Be Had...

Recently, just the other day, I was involved in a lively discussion about politics with a racially diverse group, mostly women, all dems. We talked about how out of touch the democrats are. We agreed that they are a bunch of wusses with no backbone who don't have long-term vision or a strategic plan.

I shared with them that there are calls for Black people to sit out the vote to show the power of our vote. Let America suffer... 

One white woman was aghast, "how could Black people sit out the vote? They know, if it's going to be bad for white people, it's gonna be worse for Black people", "Don't they know that?", she pondered. 

I said to her that Black people are tired of voting for the betterment of other peoples' lives. The Asian hate crime bill, DACA for the Latino community, gay marriage and transgender rights. Meanwhile, Black Americans don't have a permanent right to vote in America. It is voted upon every 25 years. How many democratic administrations have we had that didn't address this? SMH.

Talk about being sick and tired of being sick and tired. This is what it looks like...

Americans in general are fickle and single issue voters who will vote against their own interests based on one policy. The dems are in trouble and Black people are tired of saving them.  

Quite frankly, I cannot fathom voting for christie or any of these other republican candidates as suggested by a Black Woman in another discussion. And I don't appreciate politicians flipping the party script on their voters post election no matter what side of the aisle or what their race, that's just deceptive and wrong, but something has got to be done... 

If ever there was a need for a third party, it is now. And maybe it is Black folks who will rise and make that happen. Who knows? But bruvas' who follow trump, or even the likes of chocolate dipped tim scott, cannot lead the Black delegation. They don't even get to march in our parade. They are definitely out of step with the beat of our collective community drum. They have lost their place, their timing, and their rhythm. They can't even dance. Guilty feet have got no rhythm...

What are we, Black folks, to do? I know not the answer. The burden of the load is too heavy. 

There is a conversation to be had y'all. Let's have it...