I am riffing off a line spoken by the great actor, Samuel L. Jackson (who happens to be black), to express what I and many other average Americans of the caucasian persuasion feel–We Are Ready to Blow.
In the movie, Pulp Fiction, Jackson's character, JULES, is forced to clean up the gory aftermath of an accidental head shot, and is justifiably angry that he is being saddled with scooping up brains and skull pieces because his brain dead partner, John Travolta, ignored the fundamental rules of gun safety:
Jules: Oh, oh, you ready to blow?
Vincent: Yeah, I'm ready to blow.
Jules: Well, I'm a mushroom cloud-laying mother****er, mother****er! Every time my fingers touch brain, I'm Superfly T.N.T.! I'm the The Guns of the Navarone! In fact, what the **** am I doing in the back?! You're the mother****er who should be on brain detail! We're ****ing switching! I'm washing the windows and you're picking up this ****'s skull!
The cause of my outrage is not an accidental shooting in a movie. My beef is with professional athletes, their team owners and the corporations furiously milking profits from seemingly unwitting, stupid American consumers who are denigrated as racist rubes who must repent of sins they have never committed.
To all professional athletes, black and white, here is an important announcement–the "white" Americans who bought tickets to watch you play and plunked down thousand for sports merchandise in the past are fed up and ready to blow. We are fed up with those of you parroting the Black Lives Matter propaganda. We are sick of you accusing the police of being racist, while many of you wind up on the wrong side of the law for beating up women, driving drunk and using illegal drugs. As you willingly embrace the damnable lie that America is a racist society founded on white privilege, you want me and people like me to just shut up, buy tickets, watch you play a game and then patronize the businesses that facilitate your performance. If we are such despicable racists why did we cheer your physical achievements or seek to shake your hand or get your autograph? A true racist would not want to have any contact with you. But you ignore that fact and then, in the ultimate irony, berate me and rest of the caucasian nation just because of the color of our skin. And that is enjoying "white privilege?"
The majority of America is still ethnically caucasian, but that label covers a variety ethnic and national groups. The Irish and the English, for example, may have ruddy white skin but they spent a good part of the last 400 years killing each other. White skin didn't matter, religion did.
And you seem surprised that most of the fans who fill the stands at your games are white. If race was really the deciding factor, why would white folks want to attend your games. True racists cannot stand the sight of black athletes outperforming their white team mates.
This recent turn to racially politicize professional sports really saddens me in light of my experience growing up as a fanatic of the Kansas City Chiefs. I was only 12 when they lost the very first Super Bowl, though they broke my heart I was proud of the team. I especially cheered Willie Lanier, Buck Buchanan, Otis Taylor, Ernie Ladd, Mike Garrett and Fred Williamson because of their incredible talent. The fact that they were black men was not something I even considered for a moment as I embraced them as boyhood heroes. It was only later that I learned of the genius and humanity of Hank Stram in assembling a team filled with so many talented African American athletes. Many in the NFL thought Stram was crazy for putting Willie Lanier as his middle linebacker and quarterback of the defense. That was a position that only "smart" people aka "whites" could play. Hall of Famer Lanier exploded that myth as he blasted running backs and disrupted offenses. But I never thought it was odd that we had Willie. I just thought it a blessing.
But today's young athletes were not even born when that lesson could have been learned. Despite being drafted to play in professional leagues, many of these black jocks have decided to push the victimhood agenda and wag a finger of condemnation at white people who have the audacity to support their particular team. You want to sing a Black National Anthem before a football game? You want a song based on the color of someone's skin. Would you be okay if I come up with a White National Anthem? Of course not. That is idiocy and racist. Yet the NFL now wants to use a song strictly based on race. The irony of their own racism escapes them.
The arena of professional sports was supposed to be politics free. Fearsome linebackers like Willie Lanier and Dick Butkus were judged by their ability to separate a runner from a ball with a devastating tackle. Skin color did not matter. But that was then. Now you, along with the morons running your leagues (stupid white guys I might add), want to enforce a collective guilt on white fans just because of the color of our skin.
Go pound sand. I am done with catering to clueless, self-important millionaires who expect me, and others like me, to spend our time and money in worshipping or celebrating your physical skills. No more.
But I do not think I am alone. The re-start of the sports season for baseball, basketball and football may reveal that there are fewer caucasian fans who are willing to plunk down thousands of dollars for tickets and merchandise just to watch your pathetic, pampered ass play a game. When entertainment requires the spectator to self-abase and be insulted the event ceases to be entertaining or enjoyable.
Last season I subscribed to the NFL Red Zone, which gives the viewer to watch every scoring play in the NFL. Done. Cancelled. NFL and MLB apps on my SmartPhone? Gone. I no longer care who is in the starting lineup of whatever team. And I am not alone. I have friend who is a Philadelphia Eagles fan; he dumped his season tickets, which had been in his family since the team played at Connie Mack Stadium in the 1950s. The same story with my brother-in-law, who inherited the tickets his Dad bought to the Kansas City Chiefs in 1964.
If you think you have a secure future for collecting hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of dollars in salary while spitting on America, kneeling to insult the nation, and labeling all so-called "white" people as racists, you are as deluded and clueless as Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama. Hillary thought it okay to insult white Americans who supported Trump:
You know, to just be grossly generalistic, you could put half of Trump's supporters into what I call the basket of deplorables. (Laughter/applause) Right? (Laughter/applause) They're racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic – Islamophobic – you name it. And unfortunately, there are people like that. And he has lifted them up. He has given voice to their websites that used to only have 11,000 people – now have 11 million. He tweets and retweets their offensive hateful mean-spirited rhetoric. Now, some of those folks – they are irredeemable
And to think I once thought this was a smart lady.
Barack Obama also proved he was fully down with racial stereotyping when talking about working class voters:
You go into these small towns in Pennsylvania and, like a lot of small towns in the Midwest, the jobs have been gone now for 25 years and nothing's replaced them. . . And it's not surprising then they get bitter, they cling to guns or religion or antipathy toward people who aren't like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations.
Just wait till Americans see the full body camera videos of the arrest and detention of George Floyd. They will learn that they were lied to about what actually happened and completely fooled into believing that out of control cops eager to punish an innocent black man were responsible for his death. They will learn that the principal officer involved in the arrest also was a black man and that he conducted himself fully and entirely according to the policy and procedures outlined in the Minneapolis Police Department's manual. He did what he was trained to do.
And then there will be the clear evidence that George Floyd suffered respiratory arrest because of the fentanyl he took and not police abuse. But no one wanted to wait to get those facts on the table. Instead, the leftist mobs and the pliant media combined to sell a lie to the American public and the world. The ensuing violence and looting had nothing to do with building pressure for encouraging police reform. It was all a pretext for trying to destroy the heart and soul of America.
There is a backlash building. A majority of Americans, black, white and latino, are not self-hating masochists. Their silence up to this point in tolerating or enduring repeated insults by professional athletes and their corporate enablers has been mistaken as a tacit admission of guilt. It is no such thing. There is a saying in Spanish–confunden ser bueno con ser un tonto, i.e. they confuse being good with being a fool. Staying silent and being polite are not signs of foolishness nor stupidity. Being constantly hectored as racists is beyond insulting, and me and other proud Americans of European heritage are not going to be bullied or coerced into mouthing meaningless, politically correct mantras.
Keep shoving that crap in our face and you will discover, as voiced by the eloquent Sam Jackson, "I'm a mushroom cloud-laying mother****er."