Reparate yourselves by your bootstraps

This post is probably going to piss some people off. Tough. Get your own blog. It’s probably also going to have some people saying I’m predjudiced. Nope, not hardly. I’m just tired of hearing (some) black people whine about how whitey is keeping them down.
Michelle Malkin does a great job deconstructing (or destroying if you prefer) the whole concept of slave reparations.
First of all, I don’t feel a damn bit of responsibility for something that ended in 1865 (yes, I know the Emancipation Proclamation was made in 1863, but it applied only to territories then in rebellion against the Union — which didn’t include an awful lot of territory then in Union hands that was nominally slave territory) and in which my family wasn’t involved. Hell, my mother’s family didn’t even come here until after 1900. My father’s family were Pennsylvania Germans who wouldn’t have held a slave if one had been given to them. Why then do I owe anything to the descendants of slaves who live in a free country and — although they talk big about it — don’t know the first thing about what it’s like to live under the lash? (And don’t start talking to me about Jim Crow and the KKK. The young generation of black people who are growing up today and being fed this line of bullshit can’t even imagine what it must have been like. Hell, I can’t imagine what it must have been like, and a quarter of my family went to Auschwitz.)
Second of all — didn’t we already pay these reparations? How many (wasted) billions went into the Great Society?
The whole concept is laughable and anyone who thinks differently needs to fuck off and/or get a fucking clue. There is no person in this country who doesn’t have a chance handed to them on a golden platter; I don’t care what color your skin is, or how poor you are, or how oppressed you feel. There are plenty of rich and middle-class black families in this country who prove that all you have to do is work like everyone else and not get caught up in the “woe is me, the man is keeping me down” syndrome. The man isn’t keeping you down. You’re keeping yourself down. Wake up and smell the coffee, folks. The revolution isn’t going to be televised, if for no other reason than the liberal TV networks don’t want to have to admit that blacks can be just as successful as whites. The revolution has already happened — Colin Powell and Clarence Thomas are its primary exponents — and you need to catch up.
And I would like to conclude by stating that Michelle Malkin, in addition to being highly intelligent and a great writer, is a serious babe, and if I wasn’t married and she wasn’t married I would probably write to her every day asking if we could get together. But I hasten to add that, unlike some bloggers, I’m not a stalker 🙂 Been stalked before. Don’t like it.