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The following was a difficult read because it’s also what liberal blacks call “dirty laundry”: bad stuff about black folk never to be said around whites. The essay was posted on Craigslist and it’s the kind of truth that often is taken back out of PC fear….

Essay by a teacher in a black high school
*This is a repost from the rants and raves section from the Mobile, Alabama craigslist.*

The truth is usually a tough thing to accept, so I understand if this is flagged. It would be a cowardly thing to do, but I understand it. Some people just ignore unpleasant truths. However, if you think ignoring the problem, or trying to censor the truth, will help our black children improve, you’re dreaming. This is important, so I’m happy to repost – indefinitely if necessary. I find it interesting that NO ONE has had the intellect to refute anything in the essay. They can only attempt to censor it, as if doing so somehow makes it invalid. Weak minds, weak minds.

Until recently I taught at a predominantly black high school in a southeastern state.

The mainstream press gives a hint of what conditions are like in black schools, but only a hint. Expressions journalists use like “chaotic” or “poor learning environment” or “lack of discipline” do not capture what really happens. There is nothing like the day-to-day experience of teaching black children and that is what I will try to convey.

Most whites simply do not know what black people are like in large numbers, and the first encounter can be a shock.

One of the most immediately striking things about my students was that they were loud. They had little conception of ordinary decorum. It was not unusual for five blacks to be screaming at me at once. Instead of calming down and waiting for a lull in the din to make their point — something that occurs to even the dimmest white students — blacks just tried to yell over each other.

It did no good to try to quiet them, and white women were particularly inept at trying. I sat in on one woman’s class as she begged the children to pipe down. They just yelled louder so their voices would carry over hers.

Many of my black students would repeat themselves over and over again — just louder. It was as if they suffered from Tourette syndrome. They seemed to have no conception of waiting for an appropriate time to say something. They would get ideas in their heads and simply had to shout them out. I might be leading a discussion on government and suddenly be interrupted: “We gotta get more Democrats! Clinton, she good!” The student may seem content with that outburst but two minutes later, he would suddenly start yelling again: “Clinton good!”

Anyone who is around young blacks will probably get a constant diet of rap music. Blacks often make up their own jingles, and it was not uncommon for 15 black boys to swagger into a classroom, bouncing their shoulders and jiving back.

They were yelling back and forth, rapping 15 different sets of words in the same harsh, rasping dialect. The words were almost invariably a childish form of boasting: “Who got dem shine rim, who got dem shine shoe, who got dem shine grill (gold and silver dental caps)?” The amateur rapper usually ends with a claim–in the crudest terms imaginable — that all womankind is sexually devoted to him. For whatever reason, my students would often groan instead of saying a particular word, as in, “She suck dat aaahhhh (think of a long grinding groan), she f**k dat aaaahhhh, she lick dat aaaahhh.”

Black women love to dance — in a way white people might call gyrating. So many black girls dance in the hall, in the classroom, on the chairs, next to the chairs, under the chairs, everywhere. Once I took a call on my cell phone and had to step outside of class. I was away about two minutes but when I got back the black girls had lined up at the front of the classroom and were convulsing to the delight of the boys.

Many black people, especially black women, are enormously fat. Some are so fat I had to arrange special seating to accommodate their bulk. I am not saying there are no fat white students — there are — but it is a matter of numbers and attitudes. Many black girls simply do not care that they are fat. There are plenty of white anorexics, but I have never met or heard of a black anorexic.

“Black women be big Mr. Jackson,” my students would explain.

“Is it okay in the black community to be a little overweight?” I ask. Two obese black girls in front of my desk begin to dance, “You know dem boys lak juicy fruit, Mr. Jackson.” “Juicy” is a colorful black expression for the buttocks.

Blacks, on average, are the most directly critical people I have ever met: “Dat shirt stupid. Yo’ kid a bastard. Yo’ lips big.” Unlike whites, who tread gingerly around the subject of race, they can be brutally to the point. Once I needed to send a student to the office to deliver a message. I asked for volunteers, and suddenly you would think my classroom was a bastion of civic engagement. Thirty dark hands shot into the air. My students loved to leave the classroom and slack off, even if just for a few minutes, away from the eye of white authority. I picked a light-skinned boy to deliver the message. One very black student was indignant: “You pick da half-breed.” And immediately other blacks take up the cry, and half a dozen mouths are screaming, “He half-breed.”

For decades, the country has been lamenting the poor academic performance of blacks and there is much to lament. There is no question, however, that many blacks come to school with a serious handicap that is not their fault. At home they have learned a dialect that is almost a different language. Blacks not only mispronounce words; their grammar is often wrong. When a black wants to ask, “Where is the bathroom?” he may actually say “Whar da badroom be?” Grammatically, this is the equivalent of “Where the bathroom is?” And this is the way they speak in high school. Students write the way they speak, so this is the language that shows up in written assignments.

It is true that some whites face a similar handicap. They speak with what I would call a “country” accent that is hard to reproduce but results in sentences such as “I’m gonna gemme a Coke.” Some of these country whites had to learn correct pronunciation and usage. The difference is that most whites overcome this handicap and learn to speak correctly; many blacks do not.

Most of the blacks I taught simply had no interest in academic subjects. I taught history, and students would often say they didn’t want to do an assignment or they didn’t like history because it was all about white people. Of course, this was “diversity” history, in which every cowboy’s black cook got a special page on how he contributed to winning the West, but black children still found it inadequate. So I would throw up my hands and assign them a project on a real, historical black person. My favorite was Marcus Garvey. They had never heard of him, and I would tell them to research him, but they never did. They didn’t care and they didn’t want to do any work.

Anyone who teaches blacks soon learns that they have a completely different view of government from whites. Once I decided to fill 25 minutes by having students write about one thing the government should do to improve America. I gave this question to three classes totaling about 100 students, approximately 80 of whom were black. My few white students came back with generally “conservative” ideas. “We need to cut off people who don’t work,” was the most common suggestion. Nearly every black gave a variation on the theme of “We need more government services.”

My students had only the vaguest notion of who pays for government services. For them, it was like a magical piggy bank that never goes empty. One black girl was exhorting the class on the need for more social services and I kept trying to explain that people, real live people, are taxed for the money to pay for those services. “Yeah, it come from whites,” she finally said. “They stingy anyway.”

“Many black people make over $50,000 dollars a year and you would also be taking away from your own people,” I said.

She had an answer to that: “Dey half breed.” The class agreed. I let the subject drop.

Many black girls are perfectly happy to be welfare queens. On career day, one girl explained to the class that she was going to have lots of children and get fat checks from the government. No one in the class seemed to have any objection to this career choice.

Surprising attitudes can come out in class discussion. We were talking about the crimes committed in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina, and I brought up the rape of a young girl in the bathroom of the Superdome. A majority of my students believed this was a horrible crime but a few took it lightly. One black boy spoke up without raising his hand: “Dat no big deal. They thought they is gonna die so they figured they have some fun. Dey jus’ wanna have a fun time; you know what I’m sayin’?” A few black heads nodded in agreement.

My department head once asked all the teachers to get a response from all students to the following question: “Do you think it is okay to break the law if it will benefit you greatly?” By then, I had been teaching for a while and was not surprised by answers that left a young, liberal, white woman colleague aghast. “Yeah” was the favorite answer. As one student explained, “Get dat green.”

There is a level of conformity among blacks that whites would find hard to believe. They like one kind of music: rap. They will vote for one political party: Democrat. They dance one way, speak one way, are loud the same way, and fail their exams in the same way. Of course, there are exceptions but they are rare.

Whites are different. Some like country music, others heavy metal, some prefer pop, and still others, God forbid, enjoy rap music. They have different associations, groups, almost ideologies. There are jocks, nerds, preppies, and hunters. Blacks are all — well — black, and they are quick to let other blacks know when they deviate from the norm.

One might object that there are important group differences among blacks that a white man simply cannot detect. I have done my best to find them, but so far as I can tell, they dress the same, talk the same, think the same. Certainly, they form rival groups, but the groups are not different in any discernible way. There simply are no groups of blacks that are as distinctly different from each other as white “nerds,” “hunters,” or “Goths,” for example.

How the world looks to blacks: One point on which all blacks agree is that everything is “racis’.” This is one message of liberalism they have absorbed completely. Did you do your homework? “Na, homework racis’.” Why did you get an F on the test? “Test racis’.”

I was trying to teach a unit on British philosophers and the first thing the students noticed about Bentham, Hobbes, and Locke was “Dey all white! Where da black philosopher a’?” I tried to explain there were no blacks in eighteenth century Britain. You can probably guess what they said to that: “Dat racis’!” One student accused me of deliberately failing him on a test because I didn’t like black people.

“Do you think I really hate black people?”
“Yeah.”
“Have I done anything to make you feel this way? How do you know?”
“You just do.”
“Why do you say that?”

He just smirked, looked out the window, and sucked air through his teeth. Perhaps this was a regional thing, but the blacks often sucked air through their teeth as a wordless expression of disdain or hostility.

My students were sometimes unable to see the world except through the lens of their own blackness. I had a class that was host to a German exchange student. One day he put on a Power Point presentation with famous German landmarks as well as his school and family.

From time to time during the presentation, blacks would scream, “Where da black folk?!” The exasperated German tried several times to explain that there were no black people where he lived in Germany. The students did not believe him. I told them Germany is in Europe, where white people are from, and Africa is where black people are from. They insisted that the German student was racist, and deliberately refused to associate with blacks.

Blacks are keenly interested in their own racial characteristics. I have learned, for example, that some blacks have “good hair.” Good hair is black parlance for black-white hybrid hair. Apparently, it is less kinky, easier to style, and considered more attractive. Blacks are also proud of light skin. Imagine two black students shouting insults across the room. One is dark but slim; the other light and obese. The dark one begins the exchange: “You fat, Ridario!” Ridario smiles, doesn’t deign to look at his detractor, shakes his head like a wobbling top, and says, “You wish you light skinned.”

They could go on like this, repeating the same insults over and over.

My black students had nothing but contempt for Hispanic immigrants. They would vent their feelings so crudely that our department strongly advised us never to talk about immigration in class in case the principal or some outsider might overhear.

Whites were “racis’,” of course, but they thought of us at least as Americans. Not the Mexicans. Blacks have a certain, not necessarily hostile understanding of white people. They know how whites act, and it is clear they believe whites are smart and are good at organizing things. At the same time, they probably suspect whites are just putting on an act when they talk about equality, as if it is all a sham that makes it easier for whites to control blacks. Blacks want a bigger piece of the American pie. I’m convinced that if it were up to them they would give whites a considerably smaller piece than whites get now, but they would give us something. They wouldn’t give Mexicans anything.

What about black boys and white girls? No one is supposed to notice this or talk about it but it is glaringly obvious: Black boys are obsessed with white girls. I’ve witnessed the following drama countless times. A black boy saunters up to a white girl. The cocky black dances around her, not really in a menacing way. It’s more a shuffle than a threat. As he bobs and shuffles he asks, “When you gonna go wit’ me?”

There are two kinds of reply. The more confident white girl gets annoyed, looks away from the black and shouts, “I don’t wanna go out with you!” The more demure girl will look at her feet and mumble a polite excuse but ultimately say no.

There is only one response from the black boy: “You racis’.” Many girls — all too many — actually feel guilty because they do not want to date blacks. Most white girls at my school stayed away from blacks, but a few, particularly the ones who were addicted to drugs, fell in with them.

There is something else that is striking about blacks. They seem to have no sense of romance, of falling in love. What brings men and women together is sex, pure and simple, and there is a crude openness about this. There are many degenerate whites, of course, but some of my white students were capable of real devotion and tenderness, emotions that seemed absent from blacks — especially the boys.

Black schools are violent and the few whites who are too poor to escape are caught in the storm. The violence is astonishing, not so much that it happens, but the atmosphere in which it happens. Blacks can be smiling, seemingly perfectly content with what they are doing, having a good time, and then, suddenly start fighting. It’s uncanny. Not long ago, I was walking through the halls and a group of black boys were walking in front of me. All of a sudden they started fighting with another group in the hallway.

Blacks are extraordinarily quick to take offense. Once I accidentally scuffed a black boy’s white sneaker with my shoe. He immediately rubbed his body up against mine and threatened to attack me. I stepped outside the class and had a security guard escort the student to the office. It was unusual for students to threaten teachers physically this way, but among themselves, they were quick to fight for similar reasons.

The real victims are the unfortunate whites caught in this. They are always in danger and their educations suffer. White weaklings are particularly susceptible, but mostly to petty violence. They may be slapped or get a couple of kicks when they are trying to open a bottom locker. Typically, blacks save the hard, serious violence for each other.

There was a lot of promiscuous sex among my students and this led to violence. Black girls were constantly fighting over black boys. It was not uncommon to see two girls literally ripping each other’s hair out with a police officer in the middle trying to break up the fight. The black boy they were fighting over would be standing by with a smile, enjoying the show he had created. For reasons I cannot explain, boys seldom fought over girls.

Pregnancy was common among the blacks, though many black girls were so fat I could not tell the difference. I don’t know how many girls got abortions, but when they had the baby they usually stayed in school and had their own parents look after the child. The school did not offer daycare.

Aside from the police officers constantly on patrol, a sure sign that you are in a black school is the coke cage: the chain-link fence that many majority-black schools use to protect vending machines. The cage surrounds the machine and even covers its top. Delivery employees have to unlock a gate on the front of the cage to service the machines. Companies would prefer not to build cages around vending machines. They are expensive, ugly, and a bother, but black students smashed the machines so many times it was cheaper to build a cage than repair the damage. Rumor had it that before the cages went up blacks would turn the machines upside down in the hope that the money would fall out.

Security guards are everywhere in black schools — we had one on every hall. They also sat in on unruly classes and escorted students to the office. They were unarmed, but worked closely with the three city police officers who were constantly on duty.

There was a lot of drug-dealing at my school. This was a good way to make a fair amount of money but it also gave boys power over girls who wanted drugs. An addicted girl — black or white — became the plaything of anyone who could get her drugs.

One of my students was a notorious drug dealer. Everyone knew it. He was 19 years old and in eleventh grade. Once he got a score of three out of 100 on a test. He had been locked up four times since he was 13.

One day, I asked him, “Why do you come to school?”

He wouldn’t answer. He just looked out the window, smiled, and sucked air through his teeth. His friend Yidarius ventured an explanation: “He get dat green and get dem females.”

“What is the green?” I asked. “Money or dope?” “Both,” said Yidarius with a smile.

A very fat black interrupted from across the room: “We get dat lunch,” Mr. Jackson. “We gotta get dat lunch and brickfuss.” He means the free breakfast and lunch poor students get every day. “Nigga, we know’d you be lovin’ brickfuss!” shouts another student.

Some readers may believe that I have drawn a cruel caricature of black students. After all, according to official figures some 85 percent of them graduate. It would be instructive to know how many of those scraped by with barely a C- record. They go from grade to grade and they finally get their diplomas because there is so much pressure on teachers to push them through. It saves money to move them along, the school looks good, and the teachers look good.

Many of these children should have been failed, but the system would crack under their weight if they were all held back.

How did my experiences make me feel about blacks? Ultimately, I lost sympathy for them. In so many ways they seem to make their own beds. There they were in an integrationist’s fantasy–in the same classroom with white students, eating the same lunch, using the same bathrooms, listening to the same teachers–and yet the blacks fail while the whites pass.

One tragic outcome among whites who have been teaching for too long is that it can engender something close to hatred. One teacher I knew gave up fast food–not for health reasons but because where he lived most fast-food workers were black. He had enough of blacks on the job. This was an extreme example but years of frustration can take their toll. Many of my white colleagues with any experience were well on their way to that state of mind.

There is an unutterable secret among teachers: Almost all realize that blacks do not respond to traditional white instruction. Does that put the lie to environmentalism? Not at all. It is what brings about endless, pointless innovation that is supposed to bring blacks up to the white level. The solution is more diversity–or put more generally, the solution is change. Change is an almost holy word in education, and you can fail a million times as long as you keep changing. That is why liberals keep revamping the curriculum and the way it is taught. For example, teachers are told that blacks need hands-on instruction and more group work.

Teachers are told that blacks are more vocal and do not learn through reading and lectures. The implication is that they have certain traits that lend themselves to a different kind of teaching.

Whites have learned a certain way for centuries but it just doesn’t work with blacks. Of course, this implies racial differences but if pressed, most liberal teachers would say different racial learning styles come from some indefinable cultural characteristic unique to blacks. Therefore, schools must change, America must change. But into what? How do you turn quantum physics into hands-on instruction or group work? No one knows, but we must keep changing until we find something that works.

Public school has certainly changed since anyone reading this was a student. I have a friend who teaches elementary school, and she tells me that every week the students get a new diversity lesson, shipped in fresh from some bureaucrat’s office in Washington or the state capital. She showed me the materials for one week: a large poster, about the size of a forty-two inch flat-screen television. It shows an utterly diverse group — I mean diverse: handicapped, Muslim, Jewish, effeminate, poor, rich, brown, slightly brown, yellow, etc.–sitting at a table, smiling gaily, accomplishing some undefined task. The poster comes with a sheet of questions the teacher is supposed to ask. One might be: “These kids sure look different, but they look happy. Can you tell me which one in the picture is an American?”

Some eight-year-old, mired in ignorance, will point to a white child like himself. “That one.”

The teacher reads from the answer, conveniently printed along with the question. “No, Billy, all these children are Americans. They are just as American as you.”

The children get a snack, and the poster goes up on the wall until another one comes a week later. This is what happens at predominately white, middle-class, elementary schools everywhere. Elementary school teachers love All of the Colors of the Race, by award-winning children’s poet Arnold Adoff.

These are some of the lines they read to the children: “Mama is chocolate . . . Daddy is vanilla . . . Me (sic) is better . . . It is a new color. It is a new flavor. For love. Sometimes blackness seems too black for me, and whiteness is too sickly pale; and I wish every one were golden. Remember: long ago before people moved and migrated, and mixed and matched . . . there was one people: one color, one race. The colors are flowing from what was before me to what will be after. All the colors.”

Teaching as a career: It may come as a surprise after what I have written, but my experiences have given me a deep appreciation for teaching as a career. It offers a stable, middle-class life but comes with the capacity to make real differences in the lives of children. In our modern, atomized world children often have very little communication with adults — especially, or even, with their parents — so there is potential for a real transaction between pupil and teacher, disciple and master.

A rewarding relationship can grow up between an exceptional, interested student and his teacher. I have stayed in my classroom with a group of students discussing ideas and playing chess until the janitor kicked us out. I was the old gentleman, imparting my history, culture, personal loves and triumphs, defeats and failures to young kinsman. Sometimes I fancied myself Tyrtaeus, the Spartan poet, who counseled the youth to honor and loyalty. I never had this kind intimacy with a black student, and I know of no other white teacher who did.

Teaching can be fun. For a certain kind of person it is exhilarating to map out battles on chalkboards, and teach heroism. It is rewarding to challenge liberal prejudices, to leave my mark on these children, but what I aimed for with my white students I could never achieve with the blacks.

There is a kind of child whose look can melt your heart: some working-class castaway, in and out of foster homes, often abused, who is nevertheless almost an angel. Your heart melts for these children, this refuse of the modern world.

Many white students possess a certain innocence; their cheeks still blush. Try as I might, I could not get the blacks to care one bit about Beethoven or Sherman’s march to the sea, or Tyrtaeus, or Oswald Spengler, or even liberals like John Rawls, or their own history. They cared about nothing I tried to teach them. When this goes on year after year it chokes the soul out of a teacher, destroys his pathos, and sends him guiltily searching for The Bell Curve on the Internet.

Blacks break down the intimacy that can be achieved in the classroom, and leave you convinced that that intimacy is really a form of kinship. Without intending to, they destroy what is most beautiful–whether it be your belief in human equality, your daughter’s innocence, or even the state of the hallway.

Just last year I read on the bathroom stall the words “F**k Whitey.” Not two feet away, on the same stall, was a small swastika.

The National Council for the Social Studies, the leading authority on social science education in the United States, urges teachers to inculcate such values as equality of opportunity, individual property rights, and a democratic form of government. Even if teachers could inculcate this milquetoast ideology into whites, liberalism is doomed because so many non-whites are not receptive to education of any kind beyond the merest basics.

It is impossible to get them to care about such abstractions as property rights or democratic citizenship. They do not see much further than the fact that you live in a big house and “we in da pro-jek.” Of course, there are a few loutish whites who will never think past their next meal and a few sensitive blacks for whom anything is possible, but no society takes on the characteristics of its exceptions.

Once I asked my students, “What do you think of the Constitution?” “It white,” one slouching black rang out. The class began to laugh. And I caught myself laughing along with them, laughing while Pompeii’s volcano simmers, while the barbarians swell around the Palatine, while the country I love, and the job I love, and the community I love become dimmer by the day.

I read a book by an expatriate Rhodesian who visited Zimbabwe not too many years ago. Traveling with a companion, she stopped at a store along the highway. A black man materialized next to her car window. “Job, boss, (I) work good, boss,” he pleaded. “You give job.”

“What happened to your old job?” the expatriate white asked. The black man replied in the straightforward manner of his race: “We drove out the whites. No more jobs. You give job.”

At some level, my students understand the same thing. One day I asked the bored, black faces staring back at me. “What would happen if all the white people in America disappeared tomorrow?”

“We screwed,” a young, pitch-black boy screamed back. The rest of the blacks laughed.

I have had children tell me to my face as they struggled with an assignment. “I cain’t do dis,” Mr. Jackson. “I black.”

The point is that human beings are not always rational. It is in the black man’s interest to have whites in Zimbabwe but he drives them out and starves. Most whites do not think black Americans could ever do anything so irrational. They see blacks on television smiling, fighting evil whites, embodying white values. But the real black is not on television, and you pull your purse closer when you see him, and you lock the car doors when he swaggers by with his pants hanging down almost to his knees.

For those of you with children, better a smaller house in a white district than a fancy one near a black school.

I have been in parent-teacher conferences that broke my heart: the child pleading with his parents to take him out of school; the parents convinced their child’s fears are groundless. If you love your child, show her you care — not by giving her fancy vacations or a car, but making her innocent years safe and happy. Give her the gift of a not-heavily black school.

Wow.


About The Author

  • Jesse Romero

    I grew up in various parts of Los Angeles county and truly value the diversity that I experienced. From K through 12. My classmates were black American, black African, Isreali, Lebanese, Armenian, Chinese, Japanese, Arabic… you name it. Mutual friends all of us…even the Isreali and Lebanese girls (girls who seemed like sisters more than friends). I never experienced any racial prejudice except from white people; but not every single one of them. Some just had a better command of their predisposed notions, not projecting them in such an obvious manner. And many were just plain, genuinely good people. Having a sheriffs narcotics detective for a mentor (who was American of Mexican descent, but showed prejudice only for blacks but not whites) for most of my childhood into my teens, I learned from him how to read people quite well. Studying psychology later in college helped me to refine this skill. Let me tell you, there is prejudice in ALL OF US, BUT NOT NECESSARILY RACISM. Prejudice and racism (not to be confused with the adjective, “racial” are two concepts (nouns) that (due to academic ignorance and the break down in peoples written and verbal communication) are often confused for one another by the great majority of people. They walk a similar path, but are very different. One term references predisposed biases (either factually or ignorantly based), and the other term promotes the assumed superiority of one group over another in addition to imposing economic and/or social dominance by the group that is purported to be superior. Who here can distinguish between the two definitions? Many cannot, and I feel that this is just one small part of a huge problem with the HUMAN RACE today. The most difficult challenge is to view and approach PEOPLE as PEOPLE!; and while I cannot argue with much of what the author has written (having seen many, many examples of such behavior) this is the one fatal flaw in this “educators” writing; and that is that he does not see PEOPLE (and I can hardly fault him for that), but he sees only “blacks”. And while I read very little that could allow me to support any tone of racism, as he does mention having observed similar behavior in other “classifications” of PEOPLE, the prejudice is quite obvious. Again, having my own confessed prejudices, I can hardly fault him. But I too have observed these behaviors in many other people (of various back ground) all over the world. I’ve traveled quite a bit, and I am of the opinion that, while what he describes as a grossly disproportionate trait of the particular classification of people to which he frequently refers with reference to pigment, I feel that it is a HUMAN PROBLEM and not a BLACK one. It is not my intent to attack this person, as I feel complete EMPATHY for him (although I do not detect any on his part). I say this because the one thing that is not addressed in this well written piece of his is the questions “HOW DID IT COME TO THIS?”, “what circumstances, either social, historical, anthropological, etc contributed to this human wretchedness; not just where he lives but also in so many other places (outside of the American bubble) in the world (to which the author has likely not traveled)?” Just like modern “medicine” these days, we fixate on the symptoms of a disease rather than face the difficult task of identifying and eliminating the CAUSES! And why? Because it takes more work and effort to do so than it does to bitch about and simply TREAT or exacerbate the symptoms. I have seen human wretchedness in all skin colors, and on all social and economic levels. And it is a HUMAN PROBLEM! It is extremely challenging for anyone (including myself) to rise above our human weaknesses and ignorance; and to evolve in order to see PEOPLE AS PEOPLE; and even more challenging to reflect back upon our own flaws, in the institutions, establishments, conditions, and circumstances (from which people like the author and myself have mostly benefited) that have (WITHOUT MUCH EMPATHY) brought PEOPLE everywhere, to such wretchedness. To the Author, I say, very well written. I envy your skill and I can see that you have a gifted mind. DON’T LIMIT IT TO SEEING ONLY IN BLACK AND WHITE; especially when the color “HUMAN” IS SO DIVERSE AND BRILLIANT. If it is within your means, Pursue a Masters (if you do not already have one) or PHD in humanities, ethics, or literature. It would be a waste of your good mind not to do so.

  • Mark Markab Beckford

    Read that garbage not all black folks fall into this category, I attended all my sons parent teachers conference, yes I do agree on some level some people have no dacorum but please this writer is attempting to put all blacks in the same barrel. She’s basing her experience on her situation.

    • http://www.youtube.com/miamigarner miamigarner

      Yeah and you blacks make excuses and say it doesn’t happen.Get used to reality before them demonic beasts take you and your family down with them,you know it’s true.

      • Mark Markab Beckford

        Yeah and you whatever your race is view the world with roses colored glasses on, like I said before all black folks don’t fit in your category and you know that’s the truth some of us teach our children how to behave and to respect others.

        • http://www.youtube.com/miamigarner miamigarner

          Yes I am sorry.You are right.
          I know a few great black people my self..
          The white race aint so great,
          they’ve proven to be pretty evil.

          but what can we do?It’ll all be over soon

  • http://www.youtube.com/miamigarner miamigarner

    I’ll never fully trust one of them animals again,after seeing them all cry for slug trayvon and calling muslim obama their savior

    I found some information,It makes a lot of sense,It explains a lot.

    Adam and Eve have only their own seed within themselves, so can only produce their own kind. Yet we are asked by intellectual prostitutes to believe that all races came from Adam and Eve. To produce another race or species, another seed would be necessary. When different races mix, they do not bring forth their own kind; their offspring are mongrels or hybrids. This is a transgression against Divine Law, upsetting Nature’s delicate balance and producing THAT WHICH IS NOT GOOD. Little wonder that, so often in the past, God has destroyed His own children for mongrelizing, and, you can be sure, He will again.

    We could go on indefinitely quoting Scripture to prove that the negro is merely an articulate member of the beast creation. Even though he has not been given the intelligence and Spiritual understanding of the White Race, he can think and reason up to a point, therefore he is to have dominion over the other animals.

    Let us give credit where credit is due, the negro is King, KING OF THE BEASTS.

    For proof that they are beasts, and God calls them exactly that, may I refer you to the following passages:

    http://israelect.com/ChurchOfTrueIsrael/verboten/vb-03.html

    • http://www.black-and-right.com/ Bob Parks

      If that’s the case, why are you here?

      • http://www.youtube.com/miamigarner miamigarner

        What’s that supposed to mean?

  • Ele

    I feel very badly about this essay. I have several black friends that worked very hard to pick themselves up out of poverty. They are very successful. If the children do not receive positive guidance from their parents, teachers, reverends and each other, then there is no hope for them or America.

  • Joshua Millen

    “, but no society takes on the characteristics of its exceptions.”

    This is the best quote I have heard in awhile.

  • dixie68

    What an excellent essay. Unfortunately, people who have only a book knowledge of blacks will not be able to comprehend this tragedy.

  • cfrench1

    Blacks have very low IQs. That’s a fact. Even the somewhat more intelligent of them think totally “black” though. I know a black woman, extremely religious, seemingly smart, raised and lives around whites. She still voted for Obama twice and doesn’t see ANY conflict with her religious views for doing so. There is no hope for any of these people. The intelligent ones (Sowell, Thomas, Williams, etc.) are the exception. The only thing whites can do is to live as far away from them as possible.

  • steamboat

    THANK YOU for being honest. I attended a predominantly black school system growing up. I’m white and was targeted almost daily by low-life black racist thugs. I’m not saying all the blacks I met were thugs – but certainly a majority of them were and this was 40 years ago. The problem is that you can’t reason with these animals – they have no humanity or decency. Look at black on white crimes and violence (see DOJ). It’s only been getting worse since the civil rights act. Yet the PC lamestream media largely choses to ignore the problem, or turns it around and has the audacity to call us racist for pointing out a BIG problem..

  • Dennis Galliera

    when have you last seen bad karma Obammunist go into the
    hood and allot funds to clean it up and provide jobs? NOT ONCE!!!! But…170
    times on the golf course with rich white banksta gangsta and Wall Street crooks
    letting them rob the treasury. Shame on those who fall for the scam. Ffollow
    clowns and they’ll lead you to a circus. Welcome to the big top of dumbocRATS! There’s
    Allen West, Dr. Benson and so many other good black leaders and we voted for a
    half white lowlife raised by Communist parents and an Islamic teaching. But he’s da brotha. Sorry, I
    couldn’t resist.

  • Disobey

    Blacks are feral and will be eradicated from amerikka when all hell breaks loose: you don’t believe me, stick around. Whitey finishes what he starts.

  • Disobey

    Blacks are feral and will be eradicated from amerikka when all hell breaks loose: you don’t believe me, stick around. Whitey finishes what he starts.

  • David Lizewski

    I couldn’t stop laughing, but tragically, everything written in this article is true.

  • David Lizewski

    I couldn’t stop laughing, but tragically, everything written in this article is true.

  • Guest

    I spent 7-8 minutes reading the political argument that was born from this tragic cry for help, and I gave up trying to care about the politics some people think have created this environment.
    the only thing I will say is that politics, left, right, up your ass, it doesn’t matter because this is an artificially created situation by those who control America’s finances and public opinion. or at least what we’re told is public opinion.
    the fact that this teacher is subjected to a horrendously agonizing torture at least 5 days a week is inexcusable. most teachers decide to pursue pedagogy as a career, not because of the mountains of cash to be made, but because they have an honest love for learning and the academic arts.
    to watch a group of people as a whole consistently defile, debase, debauch, deform and outright rape one of the things he holds to the highest esteem deserves nothing but our pity and our empathy. (note I did not say sympathy.) yet day after day he is forced to fight a battle that was lost from day one. as a young aspiring intellectual grinding out the 6 years it takes to become a highschool teacher, I bet he had no idea he was going to be wasting his time trying to “ejumakayt’um dem blackies”.
    English was my major in college. I was going to teach…. until I learned the current state of affairs is a sinking ship and it would be 6 years of my life I would never get back, plus its been my experience if you care about the English language, have a public library, and are literate enough to understand most words encountered, you really don’t need an English course as anything more than a formality.
    if this guy wants to teach students who actually want to learn, he ought to start looking overseas. those kids, or their parents, seem to know what’s important.
    of course, by important, I mean what is important to us white folk, and apparently Asians hold some of the same standards. segregation really is the way to go, that way each body of students can receive the education curriculum that they need. I would love to see a teacher stand in front of a group of 30-40 black teenagers and say something like “may I have your attention please, NOW SHUT THE FUCK UP! good, now that you little nigglets are listening ive got some information that very likely SAVE YOUR ASS in the future, so you better pay attention as best you motherfucking monkeys can.”
    I guarantee that would get their attention. why? because its using the same format that they operate in, plus I doubt they’re used to honesty from whites. (if your reading this teacher-man, it’s why that kid insisted your racist and simply not being honest. because it true.)
    meanwhile whites can obtain the traditional instruction that has been effective in the transference of idea’s and ideals for centuries.
    BUT,(holy Christ, that turned into a rant. sorry, and thanks if your still reading) I guarantee that the system must break before true reform can happen. simply passing these crude human beings and getting them out of the school system is counter-productive to enacting real effective change. not only does it poison our society and bring standards down as a whole, but it gives the government the numbers it needs to show evidence that this method of schooling works.
    in closing, I would to say that I really doubt your students would fault you for being openly racist, they all understand the race issues at hand and are doing their best to discuss it, albeit in what whites would consider an unrefined manner. they understand that your not black, and are fundamentally different from them. they might even afford you some respect as one of the few honest white people out there.
    good luck

  • bob

    My experience exactly while teaching at mosby middle school in richmond in the early 70,s

  • pslinger

    Blacks are doing their best to live up to the “N” word stereotype, and I’m probably “racis” for saying that.

  • D_Innovator

    This has to be one of the worst articles about black people I have ever read. Yes, the author is right in a sense that a lot of black people act in such a way. But why do they act like this? Well whom do they have to look up to nowadays? Black people have rappers, reality T.V. personalities, athletes, the neighborhood drug dealer, alcoholic moms who went through pregnancy in her teens, either no dad or abusive dad, and the list can go on. The civil rights movement was one of the most monumental times of black history. You had BLACK men such as Martin King Luther Jr., Malcom X, Bayard Rustin, A. Philip Randolph who stood for something that young black men could be proud of. Due to segregation, there were black people who were dentists, doctors, store owners etc. Because of this, people had the older generation to look up to. But what happen with desegregation? Less black people in this occupations. White people on the other hand have an endless list of people who they can look up to as an example of how to act. Generations and generations of STEM and other professionals who live in functional families with nice house, and in most cases no care in the world. Do white people feel like they are being weighed down by a statistic? NO. Do white people get judged by the color of their skin? NO. Most white people are taught how to spend, invest, and save their money, but many blacks only know one thing: spend.
    The point that I’m trying to make is that it is going to take a black person(s) to step up to the plate, and become relatable to the younger generation. Someone who will be able to show that hey I like to rap, I like to play sports, but guess what else? I’m an engineer, I’m a doctor, I’m a scientist. And yes, yes, there are plenty of those, but I mean someone who will do something great like Steve Jobs did with Apple. We need a role model who stands for something great, instead of sex, drugs, and alcohol. The people who need to be targeted are the ones who’s mind have yet to be molded. Yes, there is Obama who has done a great job as most first black presidents would in the white house. I mean you have to figure… How many rich and powerful black billionaire friends does he have? And FYI, there are only 7 black billionaires out of a total 11,000 billionaires in the world. And you could argue, what does that have to do with anything? And I would laugh, because how do you think a lot of white politicians get so rich? Anyway, President Obama is about just as white as any other white person I know. He’s not Relatable to a lot of poor black people.
    And to the author, I think it is very insulting to me and all black people, as a young intelligent black man that you would claim that ALL black people act in such a way. You claim to be revealing the issue, but it seems like this was written for the sake of blowing off steam.

    • peashooter

      There are plenty of black role models out there, but the media does their best to shut them up and disgrace them as much as possible. Allen West? Ben Carson? Larry Elder? Thomas Sowell? I mean thats four of dozens I could think of, but Liberals, as quickly as they can, label them as Uncle Toms and traitors. Conservatives like myself point to them and say, “There you go. It can be done, and it can be done well.” Like King, Rustin, and Randolph before them, they provide exceptional role models for the black community, but because Liberals stay in power by keeping black people down, these individuals are seen as a threat and silenced immediately.

      Instead we have people like Donna Edwards and Eric Holder and Al Sharpton claiming racism at every turn, and blaming white people for every problem when they darn well know the only way the black community can turn its situation is for an entire generation of black parents to say enough is enough. Fathers must stay home, teenagers can’t be getting pregnant, gangster rap cannot be revered, Church communities must be promoted, education MUST be a top priority, and lastly.. don’t spoil your damn kids. Force them to take responsibility for their actions. But all of this will never happen, as long as the media keeps Black people down by convincing them they are all victimized all the time by everyone, and there is still so much for them to fight for before they can reach “equality.”

      There is nobody to blame for the current state of affairs but the Progressive Liberal Democrats. They have been planting these seeds since the 70′s and now this destructive culture is here to stay for a long time.

  • D_Innovator

    This has to be one of the worst articles about black people I have ever read. Yes, the author is right in a sense that a lot of black people act in such a way. But why do they act like this? Well whom do they have to look up to nowadays? Black people have rappers, reality T.V. personalities, athletes, the neighborhood drug dealer, alcoholic moms who went through pregnancy in her teens, either no dad or abusive dad, and the list can go on. The civil rights movement was one of the most monumental times of black history. You had BLACK men such as Martin King Luther Jr., Malcom X, Bayard Rustin, A. Philip Randolph who stood for something that young black men could be proud of. Due to segregation, there were black people who were dentists, doctors, store owners etc. Because of this, people had the older generation to look up to. But what happen with desegregation? Less black people in this occupations. White people on the other hand have an endless list of people who they can look up to as an example of how to act. Generations and generations of STEM and other professionals who live in functional families with nice house, and in most cases no care in the world. Do white people feel like they are being weighed down by a statistic? NO. Do white people get judged by the color of their skin? NO. Most white people are taught how to spend, invest, and save their money, but many blacks only know one thing: spend.
    The point that I’m trying to make is that it is going to take a black person(s) to step up to the plate, and become relatable to the younger generation. Someone who will be able to show that hey I like to rap, I like to play sports, but guess what else? I’m an engineer, I’m a doctor, I’m a scientist. And yes, yes, there are plenty of those, but I mean someone who will do something great like Steve Jobs did with Apple. We need a role model who stands for something great, instead of sex, drugs, and alcohol. The people who need to be targeted are the ones who’s mind have yet to be molded. Yes, there is Obama who has done a great job as most first black presidents would in the white house. I mean you have to figure… How many rich and powerful black billionaire friends does he have? And FYI, there are only 7 black billionaires out of a total 11,000 billionaires in the world. And you could argue, what does that have to do with anything? And I would laugh, because how do you think a lot of white politicians get so rich? Anyway, President Obama is about just as white as any other white person I know. He’s not Relatable to a lot of poor black people.
    And to the author, I think it is very insulting to me and all black people, as a young intelligent black man that you would claim that ALL black people act in such a way. You claim to be revealing the issue, but it seems like this was written for the sake of blowing off steam.

  • disqus_fPYgoJntnU

    I find this interesting how one minor point in a person’s comment (about Mitt) has become the focal point of everyone’s anger. Having been raised in the Bay Area, and having both black and white friends, I agree with this writer. I found NO errors in his observations. None. Remember, these are stated observations. Not hyperbole. Excluding the miniscule few, black males ARE obsessed with “getting” white females, blacks DON’T want to work for their keep, blacks ARE more violent, blacks will NOT work to help themselves, blacks DO want babies to get the green, blacks feel entitled, blacks hate whites for NO other reason than they were trained that way, black culture and white cultures do not mix. Now, there are a few isolated cases where none of this is true, but we’re talking about the norm. What is the “norm” for this race? Violence, hatred, envy, etc. I will not comment on this presidential administration only to say that Obama has not experienced prejudice nearly to the extent the average black has. I am all for standing up to racism. Not with violence but with intelligence. Speak out when you see it. Say something respectfully but say it. Protect ANYONE that is being discriminated against. Show love and respect.

    So, in conclusion, generally, blacks are ignorant.. by choice. And, until they choose to fight back with intelligence and grace, they will be constrained in this society.