Aft times gang agley
So the thing of it was, I had plans, big plans, to get
another screed done in no time at all and post it, but things have gone awry, as they are wont to do,
and I figured I should explain what happened.
This planned screed, which is actually half way done, was not one of the
usual pieces that I put up here, a bit of lightweight fluff about nothing very
important, but a deep, really deep, think piece about the NFL players in London
a few weeks ago kneeling for The Star-Spangled Banner and standing for God Save
The Queen. I had all manner
of facts and figures and I was marshalling all sorts of arguments to prove my point—I can do that, you know, it’s a free country—in order to
show that the NFL players were historical idiots, but I had other things to do
at work and at home that had to get done; I'm sure you know how that is; and so I had to put a hold on proving my point and go do them. It’s all very
boring when not actually being tedious, but most of life is boring when not actually being tedious; what can you do? Having to put the piece off annoyed me no end because they—the NFL guys, I mean—were being historically ignorant, you know. Think of it
like this: There were over six hundred thousand slaves in the United States at
the time of the 1790 Census, which is only fourteen years after the United States
declared its independence, only seven years since the 1783 Treaty of Paris that
formalized American independence, and just three years since the United States
adopted the current Constitution. So it
makes sense that except for the youngest of the slaves, most of those six
hundred thousand people were born here or they or their ancestors were brought
here by the people who ran the United States before the United States became the
United States. The people I speak of
were, oddly enough, the British, whose flag is apparently not a sign of racism and
oppression nowadays despite their being the people who caused America’s
problems with racism and oppression in the first place. This is a bit of a conundrum for me, but I guess
that I am the only one who feels this way.
The NFL was playing in London that day and criticizing the British role
in the American slave trade was not on, if only for reasons of political tact. Personally,
I do not see the reason for this sudden reluctance to point out the obvious,
unless the NFL players did not know that they were in the presence of America’s
original racist oppressors. This is very
possible, given that K-12 education in the places where most NFL players come
from tends to be execrable in the extreme and that their college educations
consist largely of remedial classes and in-depth studies of underwater
African-American lesbian basket weaving.
It may be too much to hope for historical literacy under those
circumstances; it is enough that they are literate enough to sign their names
at the bottom of their lucrative contracts without using an X. That can be very embarrassing, or so people
tell me.
But I haven’t had a chance to get all of this good
stuff down on paper, so I guess I should apologize for that and let everyone
know that I am working hard on the piece and that I will put it up here just as
soon as I can. And I trust you are all in good health and enjoying the weekend.
Good night.
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