If it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, then it’s a duck.
Barack Obama, protected by the cowardice caused by national political-correctness, has been able to quack like a racist, and get away with it. But this unemployed, middle-aged white man has nothing to lose, and political correctness does not threaten me.
When Trayvon Martin died, Obama spoke, and the DOJ investigated matters. When we had the incidents in Furgeson and Baltimore, Obama spoke eloquently about lives lost and justice needing to be served. When the nine people were killed by a psychotic racist in South Carolina, he not only spoke, but he sang at the funeral.
But when a white woman is killed in San Francisco by a Mexican illegal alien, he becomes eerily silent.
The common denominator? Trayvon, and the victims in Furgeson, Baltimore, and South Carolina are black.
The woman, white.
The funny thing is that I know that I am not a racist.
But Political Correctness will demand that I am shut up as a racist fool. But it’s about time that people reject our American tendency to acquiesce to political correctness and begin to face the truth.
Even truth that might hurt themselves personally.
So, if I am called a racist for stating the obvious, so be it. Hopefully a few of my fellow Americans will gain some courage and start calling the duck a duck! Then, maybe, people will stop denying that the problem of racism is within every race. Hopefully, stereotypes might melt, and solutions might be found.
But only when all ducks are named. Not just the white ones.
God bless all victims of racism!