A black national anthem? No. That is bullshit. I love my black brethren, but a black national anthem?
That is an offense to all men of good will, and I will not abide.
Black lives do matter, and I have come to accept that that distinction should be made...for now.
The events of 2020 have engendered, in me and evidently in many others, a statistical tipping point, if you will: an accumulation of enough data, and enough atrocities, for me to come to believe that, while I've always recognized the statistical inevitability of there being racists of all colors in our institutions, what we've seen this year has persuaded me that what we are witnessing breaches the threshold of what you might call isolated incidents, or random, statistical noise. There are, regrettably, lingering remnants of racism in the behavior of some men who represent some of our institutions.
Being thus persuaded, I, a proud Cracker, have embraced the Black Lives Matter movement.
But when you talk about a black national anthem, you're talking about segregation.
You're talking about being no longer American. And that, I will not abide.
There will always be certain gutless Losers, certain...how you say?
Thank you, Gunny. Yes. There will always be certain limpdicks, Losers who are losing the game of Life, and, lacking the guts and the fortitude to do anything about it, choose instead, lazy pigs that they are, to compensate for their appropriately low self esteem by imagining that their pathetic failures are not their own faults, but somehow those of others, and who further choose to compensate for their appropriately low self esteem by imagining, perhaps with the aid of a lovely toot of Methamphetamine, that they are in fact part of an ethnically elite brotherhood.
There'll always be Losers, so there'll always be racism, is what I mean to say.
But at some point, after all possible and reasonable measures are in place to thwart the perpetration of racism, and to punish and exterminate racist behavior wherever it is rooted out, it becomes our collective imperative, to move forward and upward, united against the Inequities of the Selfish and the Tyranny of Evil Men. At some point...it becomes time to put all this behind us.
At no point does it become time for Black Americans and White Americans...to resegragate.
A black national anthem??? Once more and with feeling: That, I will not abide.
Love it or leave it, baby.