By James Tapscott
I read and agreed with Mr. Beck’s assessment of what we are facing with our government. I do not disagree with him at all.
However, it is not limited to our federal government in its encroachment on our liberties. Governor Brown, in conjunction with our state Legislature, has taken it to another level by mandating gender-free bathrooms, toilets, locker rooms and sports teams. This will create more problems as the compliance cops push it down our throats. However harmful this may be to our society, I believe that there is a coming storm that this will pale in comparison.
In the past months what I have observed is a concerted effort to create a racial crisis in our nation that will feed our baser emotions. It did not start with Trayvon Martin, but it has accelerated since the verdict came down.
The charges and counter charges have begun to build a tsunami of reaction and racial animus that I have not seen since the early part of my life. I frankly am worried that there is a concerted effort to split Americans along racial lines. We have already, with the PC crowd, created a class of hyphenated Americans, a concept that I rejected several years ago. What is served by saying that you are an African-American, a Mexican-American? Unless its purpose is to create a schism between Americans of all colors and ethnic backgrounds.
We have a number of people who make their living doing this. I don’t think I have to name them. We know who they are, as our media seems to flock to them whenever there is a perceived “racial issue.”
This phenomenon is laid out in a series of essays by Thomas Sowell, titled “Black Rednecks & White Liberals.” Check it out for yourself.
I just saw “The Butler” this week, in South Carolina! You know, where Civil War started. The opening scenes brought back so many memories of what I saw and was told about.
I spent a good part of the movie in tears as the scenes of the violence perpetrated by white racists and the events that played out in the eyes of a black butler working in the White House from Eisenhower to Reagan.
I am not making a political statement. Those memories will always be painful for those of us who lived through it. That pain was tempered by knowing where we were then and where had gotten to now. My sister-in-law, who I was visiting in South Carolina, laid it out so clearly as we left a restaurant and Beaufort, S.C., “you know, I don’t care if they like me, or are prejudiced, as long as they treat me right, with respect, I can live with that.” She and I are on different sides in the political spectrum today, but she is right. That was what the civil rights movement was about. Leave me alone, don’t get in my way and let me rise or fall based on my efforts or lack of effort.