Within the corrupted confines of William Penn’s Quaker paradise, that was quaintly christened The City of Philadelphia, there is a raging controversy over a tepid magazine article that dared to raise the issue of race from a white city citizen’s perspective.
Being White in Philly: Whites, Race, Class, and the Things that Never Get Said by Robert Huber has garnered a huff-and-puff rebuttal from the mayor of this union-bound financial sinkhole, Michael Nutter. But Mister Mayor hasn’t been content to just voice his disapproval of the piece, oh no. The Mayor has also instructed the Human Relations Commission to investigate the state of race within the City of Brotherly Love and to punish Philadelphia Magazine for daring to publish what is in essence a straightforward and truthful exposition of how some white citizens of Philly feel about rubbing shoulders with their black neighbors.
The HRC couldn’t wait to jump on their old worn-out blow-hard bandwagon, characterizing the article as ‘insensitive’ and ‘perpetuating stereotypes’. Gee, it would seem that the members of the HRC haven’t spent much time in the working-class neighborhoods of Philly, neighborhoods that used to be safe, clean, and healthy when they were predominately white neighborhoods. Yep, let’s just say it the way it really is.
When you read the article, you’ll see how much the author soft-peddles his thesis–it’s most definitely written from a liberal perspective. But even the hint that some blacks in Philly are a serious threat to the health and well-being of their white neighbors can not be tolerated by the pseudo tolerant zealots that dominate the America of today.
There are now thousands of comments to Huber’s article over at Philadelphia Magazine. And it’s in the comment section that the real raw talk about race gets a public platform. It’s a genuine dialogue of divergent views, the good, the bad, and the ugly. A far cry from the nauseating goody-two-shoes bullcrap that will be served up at the HRC black victim-hood rally coming soon to a Philly multicultural neighborhood near you.
Here’s one of the better perspectives offered up by a newcomer to our American shores:
Blacks are not the only group of people who have suffered. My family emigrated from Serbia. People in my family and other Serbs were pulled out of their homes at gun point, beaten, raped, starved and killed mostly because of their race and religion. It was a bloodbath. Brutal.
When my family was lucky enough to come to America legally, they were dirt poor. Yes, some people discriminated against them in America but they didn’t let that ugliness turn them into “professional victims”.
They worked long hours at very difficult menial jobs for very little pay yet they persisted. And they even ended-up owning their own business. And they considered it an honor to learn English and a privilege to become an American.
My family had pride and determination—they didn’t cry poor-mouth or tell others that there was little to no food in the house. They never had their hands out or whined and complained about their hardship. They just worked hard. And they insisted that their children study and be good students as well as hold after-school and summer jobs and help with work in the house. No slouching off.
The choice in life is to stay stuck in a past that keeps you a miserable slave and fills you with hate and rage or forgive and forget the past, and give yourself and your children the best quality of life possible.
And be loving and appreciative. You are responsible for your own happiness or unhappiness in life.