So you’re not just a racist, you’re a coward…cowardly racist. You are a yellow-bellied yellow guy.
And you’re such a wuss, you won’t even dare bring it up, you Christian fearmongering ‘fraidy cat. You won’t even acknowledge your race, like you’re some virtual World of Warcraft character, or NBA Live player – like you could choose your physical and ethnic attributes. Go ahead, change the color of your hair, never utter a word in broken English, dress like you’re a hip-hop citizen, everyone can identify you in ways you won’t even recognize.
Eat dim sum, sing karaoke, and know a couple of phrases in your native tongue – you’re still a coward. Especially on the weekends. You hide in ethnic enclaves, you sing about Jesus saving the nations, and changing the world, but you won’t even acknowledge your own, or dare to change it.
But I’m not really the one who thinks you’re a coward.
“Though this nation has proudly thought of itself as an ethnic melting pot, in things racial we have always been and continue to be, in too many ways, essentially a nation of cowards,” Holder declared.
“On Saturdays and Sundays, America in the year 2009 does not, in some ways, differ significantly from the country that existed some 50 years ago. This is truly sad,” Holder said.
There are people who think we are so far ahead, so far past the race issue, they fail to leave the four walls of their churches or homes and see that there is no peace outside their little circle of friends. The city of Atlanta once called itself “the city too busy to hate” and while that sounds wonderful, I wonder if it makes us the city too busy to love, to listen, to really reconcile. Is that what we are? Is that what I am? What am I afraid of really?