When Rodney King famously asked the question “Can’t We All Get Along?” back in 1991, obviously the answer today is the same as it was when riots broke out in LA after King’s brutal cop beating verdict (acquittal). After six days of rioting, 55 deaths and over 2,000 wounded America is still no better off twenty-six years later when it comes to race relations.
I know this is a highly sensitive topic, but let’s just talk about something for a while. If I recall my history lessons, wasn’t America supposed to be this bright beacon of light to all the shining seas of how all people of race, creed, color, sexual persuasion and economic backgrounds were supposed to all live in harmony and peaceful commune? Yet, if you look at the beginning of time, no body really ever got along. Blondes hated brunettes. Short people disliked tall people. Skinny people wouldn’t be caught dead hanging out with fat people. And if we go back to the beginning of the bible, lots of people had unpaid forced labor. Today, we call modern slavery, human trafficking BUT it’s still the same thing, regardless of what name we may call it.
Have we humans really made any progress since Cain killed Abel?
Personally, IMHO, I don’t think so.
America’s experiment of getting all races etc. to co-exist under One Nation, One God just may be a failure that no one wants to recognize for what it is. What do you call doing the same thing over and over again YET expecting a different result? Insanity. Maybe, just maybe, we all can’t get along. Maybe, just maybe, we should all be left alone and allowed to live our lives the way we see fit WITHOUT any government interference, interruptions or intrusions. Maybe, just maybe, we’ll find out when people are left to govern themselves, somehow they find a way to be treated equally and fairly.
What if you apply to go to a college and you’re admitted on your SAT scores and high school records? What if you apply for a mortgage to buy a home and you get approved simply on your FICO scores, your down payment, cash in the bank and good work history? What if you applied for a job and got said job simply because you had the qualifications for the job? What if you wanted to rent an apartment and were approved simply because you met the financial qualifications to rent said apartment? What if you fell on hard times and needed assistance and qualified for said assistance simply because you fell on hard times?
Geeze, wouldn’t that be a wonderful world?
Instead of having names, what if we all just had numbers instead? This way whenever I applied for a job, they wouldn’t see I have a vowel on the end of my name, thus assuming I was Italian, Latina or Puerto Rican? Or if my political party choice wasn’t a public record, a potential employer would hire me regardless of my voting record.
Or better yet, why can’t America be one big floating Enterprise Star Ship out in the clouds where both human and alien work and live side by side? Maybe the air is better up there and doesn’t fog up people’s brain waves. I don’t know. It’s just a thought. If we set up a base camp on Mars, what’s going to be the new yardstick for outer planet discrimination?
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again. I don’t know WTF my family is doing living in The United States of America. My dad immigrated here from Italy because he wanted a better life for himself and his family. Yet all he faced in his days of living in America was hatred and discrimination. Despite my dad’s ceaseless and endless attempts to better himself and earn money, he (and all of us) were called nothing more than Italian gangsters and mobsters. (Note: We NEVER even knew anyone in the Mafia).
My dad left a quaint seaside town, located on the Italian Adriatic sea, where he and his sister inherited a beautiful home passed down to them by their parents. It was one block away from the sea and it possessed every single thing anyone could ever want or desire. If my dad retained his rights to this home, my brother, sister and I would have inherited it also. Instead, he doomed my siblings and I to live in this God forsaken crazy place called America.
I’m ashamed of being an American today, just as I was back in the 1950’s, 1960’s, 1990’s and all throughout the failed LBJ Great Society, the Nixon years, the Clinton years, the Bush years, the Obama years and today. Nothing has changed in this country, as far as I am concerned when it comes to race relations. People hate each other more today than ever before. Politicians still only care about themselves and NOT the people of America. If I could go back to Italy, I’d go in a heartbeat. Why would I, if I were in my right mind, want to live in all this hatred, mistrust, anger, bias and chaos when I could be sitting on a beach chair, sipping a cold espresso on the Italian Riviera?
I don’t think we Americans will ever get along. I don’t think it’s possible for all human beings to give up their identity and live as one united people under one nation, under one God, with liberty and justice for all. I foresee a Civil War breaking out in the very near future. I also see the final destruction of our 241 year old constitution.
And if you post and send me nasty comments about Donald Trump or Hillary Clinton or the alt-right, alt-left or whatever else human beings want to call themselves today, you will sadly prove my point. We’re all despicable.