Charlie Rangel has been in the US Congress for 39 years. Maxine Waters has been there for 19 years. Clearly too long for both of them. It’s a fact that, for almost that long, being black and in government meant being bullet-proof and untouchable. One notable exception would be former Congressman William Jefferson, who is cooling his heels in the federal penitentiary for bribery and corruption charges. He is the exception rather than the rule, however.
Members of the Congressional Black Caucus
Black members of Congress have been characterized by their high-handed tactics and outright arrogance in pulling out the race card each and every time someone said something they didn’t like. It worked for a long time. It worked so well that the Congressional Black Caucus became one of the most feared and unassailable groups in the Capitol. Whites, and even other minorities, stepped lightly around them and went to some length to avoid their ire. They were a steady and reliable cog in the increasingly left-leaning Democrat machine… as long as they got what they wanted… which amounted to beaucoup bucks for the welfare and social services plantations, which reliably kept them first in line at the public trough.
The bullet-proofing on their armor started flaking away with the expiation of the ‘white guilt’ syndrome, which they had so assiduously cultivated with the able assistance of professional racists such as the irrelevant ‘Reverend’ Jesse Jackson, who styled himself the successor to Martin Luther King’s legacy and a spokesman for all things black. He was neither. What he was, and is, is a cheap shakedown artist, preying on businesses and corporations that are afraid of having the racist jacket hung on them.
Then there is the always entertaining Al ‘Tawana Brawley’ Sharpton. Another cheap race hustler who never saw a situation he wouldn’t try to profit from, no matter how outrageously untrue or manufactured.
With the election of America’s first ‘black’ President, Barack Hussein Obama, most of that white guilt began to evaporate, and along with it much of the tolerance for business as usual in Washington, black or white. We’ve come to the point where the racist card has just been pulled out of the deck ad nauseum. We can trust them to try. We can also promise them it won’t get them very far.
Today is California's left-over primary election where there are no presidential candidates on the ballot and thus, an anemic turnout. I almost didn't vote today. I live smack dab in a district represented by Lefteopatra, the Horrible Maxine Waters. In this primary election, you still have to specfically request for your party's ballot before voting.
For the entire day I was worried about that last part. When I walk in there to request a Republican ballot, I know that the pollworker and most of the people in the precinct, almost all of whom are Democrats, BLACK Democrats, will sneer at me. Walking to the precinct felt like going to a job interview that you know you're going to botch.
I held my breath, filled out a form stating my party affiliation (it was provisional), and before even I can say "Republican please", the pollworker read the form and loudly said, "REPUBLICAN" and then handed my ballot. I stopped for a moment for reactions around the polling place. You know when someone farts and you try to ignore it? It was like that in there. People fidget and glances fly into the nth dimension.
To my relief, I saw one other man in a Republican booth. (All the booths are labeled in large letter by party affiliation. You go to the one you belong to. So much for secret balloting). I did my duty, whipped out the LA County GOPs endorsements and inked some holes. I can hear the pollworkers converse and they had some nice Afro-Latin accents.
Has it come to this though? I know November's election will be very different and will have none of this partisan sorting at the polling place. Not all will have the balls of steel to popup in deep Dem territory to risk asking for a Republican ballot.