"I'm a strong black man"

[Tarlam!]

Wow. Elegant way to avoid the question, hoosier. You pose a wonderful historical argument and tell us that, because whites once did terrible things to Blacks/Hispanics, whites have revoked their racial pride rights - at least for the time being.

As if whites are the only race that feels some type of supremacy.

Have you ever looked into how Chinese or Japanese feel about their races? I think you should explore that. The Asian thinking makes caucasians look positively ecumenical.

I think it is garbage that whites would be attributed to having "white supremacy" doctrines if they were to say "I am a strong white man" and I find it utterly unacceptable that black people can say "I am a strong black person".

If we are discussing equality, which I am, then neither or both should be allowed.

I am discusted by how the South African government has been punishing white males since Apartheid was banished and I am digusted by the reverse racial trends taking place in modern western society.

[HowardRoark]

......We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

[hoosier]

Wow. Elegant way to avoid the question, hoosier. You pose a wonderful historical argument and tell us that, because whites once did terrible things to Blacks/Hispanics, whites have revoked their racial pride rights - at least for the time being.

As if whites are the only race that feels some type of supremacy.

Have you ever looked into how Chinese or Japanese feel about their races? I think you should explore that. The Asian thinking makes caucasians look positively ecumenical.
I think it is garbage that whites would be attributed to having "white supremacy" doctrines if they were to say "I am a strong white man" and I find it utterly unacceptable that black people can say "I am a strong black person".

If we are discussing equality, which I am, then neither or both should be allowed.

I am discusted by how the South African government has been punishing white males since Apartheid was banished and I am digusted by the reverse racial trends taking place in modern western society.

Huh? I didn't avoid anything. It's you who's now inserting questions you never asked. You asked about VY and used the hypothetical of ARod claiming pride in being white. So I answered the question about "white pride." If you had asked about Asians I might have responded to that, but you didn't so I didn't go there. Was I supposed to talk about Eskimos too?

In my view equality refers to opportunity. Social, economic and political opportunity. I agree with Rand on that much. Equality does not guarantee identical outcomes, but it also doesn't mean that words lose their histories. In an ideal world VY wouldn't feel the need to affirm his pride in being black. But apparently he does, and his doing so does not in any way demean whites. Whereas if ARod were to start talking about "white power" he would be speaking a language that is based on the supposed inferiority of other races.

[MJZiggy]

I love that speech Howard. I wonder how he would have felt about this topic...

[Brando19]

Honestly...I am offended by Vince's comment. Listen, I am not one bit racist. However, there are alot of African-Americans who say skin color does not matter and everyone should be equal...that's fine..I agree. But when people like Vince Young say, "I'm a strong black man"...that's just specifying he's black...as if that's better than white or something. Some of the other posters are right, if Rodgers said, "I"m a strong white man"..holy hell there would have been a blow up on national television. Oh well.

[SkinBasket]

Way to fuck up the formatting with your freakshow picture mraynrand.

[Tarlam!]

Actually hoosier, I was responding to your assertion that white pride is a dirty thing. I countered with my reference to Asian pride. I didn't add any new questions.

If Brando19 is correct in saying that all hell would brake loose if A-Rod said something similar, then our world isn't spinning on the correct axis anymore.

I am not in the slightest bit racist, but I am offended when blacks call eachother the "n" word and I have to use "the "n" word" in a post to avoid being labelled racist.

It's a massive double standard.

[Tarlam!]

......We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

I wanted to read this without the formatting issues. Please forgive me. I've heard of it obviously, but never actually read it before.

[Partial]

I think reverse racism is a far bigger deal in society today than actual racism. It gives kids the complete wrong message of how life should work.

[Tarlam!]

I think reverse racism is a far bigger deal in society today than actual racism. It gives kids the complete wrong message of how life should work.

I can't judge it, because there are so few minorities in Germany, but if you say so, I believe you.

And, it appalls me.

I know whites have done shit in the past that was intolerable. But making me and my son pay for it is equivalent to making me and my son pay for the Nazis gassing 6 million Jews.

I had nothing to do with slavery and nothing to do with concentration camps. Neither did my father or grandfather or great grandfather or any other father.

I am a strong white man.

[Zool]

No such thing as reverse racism. Its either racism or its not.

[mraynrand]

More cut and paste. Source?

......We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

[hoosier]

Actually hoosier, I was responding to your assertion that white pride is a dirty thing. I countered with my reference to Asian pride. I didn't add any new questions.

If Brando19 is correct in saying that all hell would brake loose if A-Rod said something similar, then our world isn't spinning on the correct axis anymore.

I am not in the slightest bit racist, but I am offended when blacks call eachother the "n" word and I have to use "the "n" word" in a post to avoid being labelled racist.

It's a massive double standard.

I'm not following you here, Tarlam. Is your position that "white pride" should be accepted as a mainstream, legitimate cultural movement because "black pride" movements are considered acceptable? Or are you saying that neither are acceptable?

As for the "n-word" point, do you really think everyone should follow the same social norms in every social situation? Do you speak the same way with your friends as you do with your parents? The same with your children as with your spouse? If you drop an F bomb talking to your friends should your five year old also be entitled to use the same word? If you call a friend a "fag" would it be ok for a stranger to call you the same?

I think your idea about absolute "equality" in choosing how to speak to others is both unrealistic and naive.

[Zool]

Hoosier daddy Tarlam?

[HowardRoark]

More cut and paste. Source?

Mr. Three at last Three at last, thank God almighty Three at last!!!!!!!!!!