"Kiss My Black Ass!"

Ya Know What I’m Sayin’, Honkie? “Kiss My Black Ass!”

The idea of monopoly, exclusive control not the popular board game, is antithetical to American ideals whether monopolistic power rears its ugly head in the business or political sphere.

We are more familiar with industrial monopolies which throughout our history have been prosecuted as being in restraint of fair, even-handed trade but such control can also exist in politics when one party or individual unfairly maintains a steely grip, sometimes for decades.

Politicians recognize the inequity of such power and occasionally go through the motions of curbing it through term limits to which the monopolizers object, for obvious reasons. They enjoy their control.

We’re more tolerant of political monopolies because, after all, the party and office holders have usually been elected to their positions by the voters, and they make the laws to keep themseves there. To many people, they’re harmless, ensconced as they are in their sinecures and the electorate is equally comfy in the hope they will somehow benefit from their longevity in office.

Excessive longevity in office, however, can breed discontent, especially when combined with other factors such as race in our our ostensibly color blind society. In truth, color blindedness is more often a legal concept rather than an actual state.

In the case of tiny, run-down Alligator, Mississippi, population 220, that recently proved to be the case.

Three quarters of Alligator’s population is now Black and the White mayor had been in office for 30 years.

Time for a change, figured Alligator’s Blacks, time to emulate the amorphous, undefined change that the nation’s first Black president promised. So, Alligator sent the 71 year old White Mayor Robert Fava packing and elected a Black, the former clerk in Fava’s general store, Tommie “Tomasso” Brown, age 38, in his stead . . .
(Read the rest at http://genelalor.com)