Not Yours To Give

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Submitted by Col. David 'Davy' Crockett, US Representative from Tennessee via The Daily  Reckoning blog,

One day in the House of Representatives a bill was taken up appropriating money for the benefit of a widow of a distinguished naval officer. Several beautiful speeches had been made in its support. The speaker was just about to put the question when Crockett arose:

“Mr. Speaker - I have as much respect for the memory of the deceased, and as much sympathy for the suffering of the living, if there be, as any man in this House, but we must not permit our respect for the dead or our sympathy for part of the living to lead us into an act of injustice to the balance of the living. I will not go into an argument to prove that Congress has not the power to appropriate this money as an act of charity. Every member on this floor knows it.

We have the right as individuals, to give away as much of our own money as we please in charity; but as members of Congress we have no right to appropriate a dollar of the public money. Some eloquent appeals have been made to us upon the ground that it is a debt due the deceased. Mr. Speaker, the deceased lived long after the close of the war; he was in office to the day of his death, and I ever heard that the government was in arrears to him.

Every man in this House knows it is not a debt. We cannot without the grossest corruption, appropriate this money as the payment of a debt. We have not the semblance of authority to appropriate it as charity. Mr. Speaker, I have said we have the right to give as much money of our own as we please. I am the poorest man on this floor. I cannot vote for this bill, but I will give one week’s pay to the object, and if every member of Congress will do the same, it will amount to more than the bill asks.”

He took his seat. Nobody replied. The bill was put upon its passage, and, instead of passing unanimously, as was generally supposed, and as, no doubt, it would, but for that speech, it received but few votes, and, of course, was lost.

Later, when asked by a friend why he had opposed the appropriation, Crockett gave this explanation:

“Several years ago I was one evening standing on the steps of the Capitol with some members of Congress, when our attention was attracted by a great light over in Georgetown. It was evidently a large fire. We jumped into a hack and drove over as fast as we could. In spite of all that could be done, many houses were burned and many families made houseless, and besides, some of them had lost all but the clothes they had on. The weather was very cold, and when I saw so many children suffering, I felt that something ought to be done for them. The next morning a bill was introduced appropriating $20,000 for their relief. We put aside all other business and rushed it through as soon as it could be done.

“The next summer, when it began to be time to think about election, I concluded I would take a scout around among the boys of my district. I had no opposition there but, as the election was some time off, I did not know what might turn up. When riding one day in a part of my district in which I was more of a stranger than any other, I saw a man in a field plowing and coming toward the road. I gauged my gait so that we should meet as he came up, I spoke to the man. He replied politely, but as I thought, rather coldly.

“I began: ‘Well friend, I am one of those unfortunate beings called candidates and –’

“‘Yes I know you; you are Colonel Crockett. I have seen you once before, and voted for you the last time you were elected. I suppose you are out electioneering now, but you had better not waste your time or mine, I shall not vote for you again.’

“This was a sockdologer… I begged him tell me what was the matter.

“‘Well Colonel, it is hardly worthwhile to waste time or words upon it. I do not see how it can be mended, but you gave a vote last winter which shows that either you have not capacity to understand the Constitution, or that you are wanting in the honesty and firmness to be guided by it. In either case you are not the man to represent me. But I beg your pardon for expressing it that way. I did not intend to avail myself of the privilege of the constituent to speak plainly to a candidate for the purpose of insulting you or wounding you.

“‘I intend by it only to say that your understanding of the constitution is very different from mine; and I will say to you what but for my rudeness, I should not have said, that I believe you to be honest.’

“‘But an understanding of the constitution different from mine I cannot overlook, because the Constitution, to be worth anything, must be held sacred, and rigidly observed in all its provisions. The man who wields power and misinterprets it is the more dangerous the honest he is.’

“‘I admit the truth of all you say, but there must be some mistake. Though I live in the backwoods and seldom go from home, I take the papers from Washington and read very carefully all the proceedings of Congress. My papers say you voted for a bill to appropriate $20,000 to some sufferers by fire in Georgetown. Is that true?’

“‘Well my friend; I may as well own up. You have got me there. But certainly nobody will complain that a great and rich country like ours should give the insignificant sum of $20,000 to relieve its suffering women and children, particularly with a full and overflowing treasury, and I am sure, if you had been there, you would have done just the same as I did.’

“‘It is not the amount, Colonel, that I complain of; it is the principle. In the first place, the government ought to have in the Treasury no more than enough for its legitimate purposes. But that has nothing with the question. The power of collecting and disbursing money at pleasure is the most dangerous power that can be entrusted to man, particularly under our system of collecting revenue by a tariff, which reaches every man in the country, no matter how poor he may be, and the poorer he is the more he pays in proportion to his means.

“‘What is worse, it presses upon him without his knowledge where the weight centers, for there is not a man in the United States who can ever guess how much he pays to the government. So you see, that while you are contributing to relieve one, you are drawing it from thousands who are even worse off than he.

“‘If you had the right to give anything, the amount was simply a matter of discretion with you, and you had as much right to give $20,000,000 as $20,000. If you have the right to give at all; and as the Constitution neither defines charity nor stipulates the amount, you are at liberty to give to any and everything which you may believe, or profess to believe, is a charity and to any amount you may think proper. You will very easily perceive what a wide door this would open for fraud and corruption and favoritism, on the one hand, and for robbing the people on the other. No, Colonel, Congress has no right to give charity.

“‘Individual members may give as much of their own money as they please, but they have no right to touch a dollar of the public money for that purpose. If twice as many houses had been burned in this country as in Georgetown, neither you nor any other member of Congress would have thought of appropriating a dollar for our relief. There are about two hundred and forty members of Congress. If they had shown their sympathy for the sufferers by contributing each one week’s pay, it would have made over $13,000. There are plenty of wealthy men around Washington who could have given $20,000 without depriving themselves of even a luxury of life.

“‘The congressmen chose to keep their own money, which, if reports be true, some of them spend not very creditably; and the people about Washington, no doubt, applauded you for relieving them from necessity of giving what was not yours to give. The people have delegated to Congress, by the Constitution, the power to do certain things. To do these, it is authorized to collect and pay moneys, and for nothing else. Everything beyond this is usurpation, and a violation of the Constitution.

“‘So you see, Colonel, you have violated the Constitution in what I consider a vital point. It is a precedent fraught with danger to the country, for when Congress once begins to stretch its power beyond the limits of the Constitution, there is no limit to it, and no security for the people. I have no doubt you acted honestly, but that does not make it any better, except as far as you are personally concerned, and you see that I cannot vote for you.’

“I tell you I felt streaked. I saw if I should have opposition, and this man should go to talking and in that district I was a gone fawn-skin. I could not answer him, and the fact is, I was so fully convinced that he was right, I did not want to. But I must satisfy him, and I said to him:

“‘Well, my friend, you hit the nail upon the head when you said I had not sense enough to understand the Constitution. I intended to be guided by it, and thought I had studied it fully. I have heard many speeches in Congress about the powers of Congress, but what you have said here at your plow has got more hard, sound sense in it than all the fine speeches I ever heard. If I had ever taken the view of it that you have, I would have put my head into the fire before I would have given that vote; and if you will forgive me and vote for me again, if I ever vote for another unconstitutional law I wish I may be shot.’

“He laughingly replied; ‘Yes, Colonel, you have sworn to that once before, but I will trust you again upon one condition. You are convinced that your vote was wrong. Your acknowledgment of it will do more good than beating you for it. If, as you go around the district, you will tell people about this vote, and that you are satisfied it was wrong, I will not only vote for you, but will do what I can to keep down opposition, and perhaps, I may exert some little influence in that way.

"If I don’t, said I, ‘I wish I may be shot; and to convince you that I am in earnest in what I say I will come back this way in a week or ten days, and if you will get up a gathering of people, I will make a speech to them. Get up a barbecue, and I will pay for it.’

“‘No, Colonel, we are not rich people in this section but we have plenty of provisions to contribute for a barbecue, and some to spare for those who have none. The push of crops will be over in a few days, and we can then afford a day for a barbecue. This Thursday; I will see to getting it up on Saturday week. Come to my house on Friday, and we will go together, and I promise you a very respectable crowd to see and hear you.’

“‘Well I will be here. But one thing more before I say good-bye. I must know your name.’

“‘My name is Bunce.’

“‘Not Horatio Bunce?’


“‘Well, Mr. Bunce, I never saw you before, though you say you have seen me, but I know you very well. I am glad I have met you, and very proud that I may hope to have you for my friend.’

“It was one of the luckiest hits of my life that I met him. He mingled but little with the public, but was widely known for his remarkable intelligence, and for a heart brim-full and running over with kindness and benevolence, which showed themselves not only in words but in acts. He was the oracle of the whole country around him, and his fame had extended far beyond the circle of his immediate acquaintance. Though I had never met him, before, I had heard much of him, and but for this meeting it is very likely I should have had opposition, and had been beaten. One thing is very certain, no man could now stand up in that district under such a vote.

“At the appointed time I was at his house, having told our conversation to every crowd I had met, and to every man I stayed all night with, and I found that it gave the people an interest and confidence in me stronger than I had ever seen manifested before.

“Though I was considerably fatigued when I reached his house, and, under ordinary circumstances, should have gone early to bed, I kept him up until midnight talking about the principles and affairs of government, and got more real, true knowledge of them than I had got all my life before.

“I have known and seen much of him since, for I respect him — no, that is not the word — I reverence and love him more than any living man, and I go to see him two or three times every year; and I will tell you, sir, if every one who professes to be a Christian lived and acted and enjoyed it as he does, the religion of Christ would take the world by storm.

“But to return to my story. The next morning we went to the barbecue and, to my surprise, found about a thousand men there. I met a good many whom I had not known before, and they and my friend introduced me around until I had got pretty well acquainted — at least, they all knew me.

“In due time notice was given that I would speak to them. They gathered up around a stand that had been erected. I opened my speech by saying:

“‘Fellow-citizens — I present myself before you today feeling like a new man. My eyes have lately been opened to truths which ignorance or prejudice or both, had heretofore hidden from my view. I feel that I can today offer you the ability to render you more valuable service than I have ever been able to render before. I am here today more for the purpose of acknowledging my error than to seek your votes. That I should make this acknowledgment is due to myself as well as to you. Whether you will vote for me is a matter for your consideration only.’

“I went on to tell them about the fire and my vote for the appropriation and then told them why I was satisfied it was wrong. I closed by saying:

“‘And now, fellow-citizens, it remains only for me to tell you that the most of the speech you have listened to with so much interest was simply a repetition of the arguments by which your neighbor, Mr. Bunce, convinced me of my error.

“‘It is the best speech I ever made in my life, but he is entitled to the credit for it. And now I hope he is satisfied with his convert and that he will get up here and tell you so.’

“He came up to the stand and said:

“‘Fellow-citizens — it affords me great pleasure to comply with the request of Colonel Crockett. I have always considered him a thoroughly honest man, and I am satisfied that he will faithfully perform all that he has promised you today.’

“He went down, and there went up from that crowd such a shout for Davy Crockett as his name never called forth before.

“I am not much given to tears, but I was taken with a choking then and felt some big drops rolling down my cheeks. And I tell you now that the remembrance of those few words spoken by such a man, and the honest, hearty shout they produced, is worth more to me than all the honors I have received and all the reputation I have ever made, or ever shall make, as a member of Congress.

“Now, sir,” concluded Crockett, “you know why I made that speech yesterday. There is one thing which I will call your attention, you remember that I proposed to give a week’s pay. There are in that House many very wealthy men — men who think nothing of spending a week’s pay, or a dozen of them, for a dinner or a wine party when they have something to accomplish by it. Some of those same men made beautiful speeches upon the great debt of gratitude which the country owed the deceased — a debt which could not be paid by money — and the insignificance and worthlessness of money, particularly so insignificant a sum as $20,000 when weighed against the honor of the nation. Yet not one of them responded to my proposition. Money with them is nothing but trash when it is to come out of the people. But it is the one great thing for which most of them are striving, and many of them sacrifice honor, integrity, and justice to obtain it.”

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NidStyles's picture

Notice how the voting on stuff like this always seems to go to the one star region without comment.


There are a lot of cowardly trolls on ZH these days.

Fukushima Sam's picture

Unfortunately we are far past the red line in this country and if (when) the gov't punch bowl is removed the consequences will be epic.


Bring it on...

AldousHuxley's picture

It is not yours to give. It is the Chinese.



johnQpublic's picture

thanks for the link


i prefer the fable over the facts

damn fine sentiment which could/would/should have prevented a major piece of the present financial fiasco

.gov shouldnt be providing billions to hurricane 'sandy' "victims" (are you really a victim if you get subsidized home insurance to live at the beach in an area that gets hit by hurricanes just about every third year?) nor should they be providing billions to Turkey and other worldwide shitholes, not to mention 'snap' and all the other programs

nmewn's picture

Yes there are...this story is one of my all time favorites.

kaiserhoff's picture

Nothing like the classics.

   There is probably no uniquely American class of criminals..., except Congress.

                                                 Mark Twain.

CPL's picture

Most of them are discussion bots.  Bloody things are everywhere prowling every forum now.


Otherwise interesting read.

NidStyles's picture

That's what I was wondered. I have no idea how the Tyler's have the applications set up anymore, but when I joined you had to actually write a reply to an email to prove you were human.

Bringin It's picture

Bring back the math catptcha.

Spanky's picture



Not many principles and a lot of ignorance.

StychoKiller's picture

Ignorance?  Nay, 'tis arrogance!

Spanky's picture


There is no arrogance like ignorance...

DoChenRollingBearing's picture

+++++ story for July 4.

FEDbuster's picture

As much as I too love this story, it has been shown to be untrue.  I even have the original book that the story was told in, but dig around on the internet and you can find the research debunking the story.  Despite it being fiction, it has a whole lot of common sense truth in it's message.  Perhaps some day after the collapse, a government will form that will respect freedom and the individual once again?

BTW, Col. Davy Crockett was a fascinating individual and worth studying.

Taffy Lewis's picture

I was going to make a nasty comment about our current elected AssFucks, but why ruin a good story and on July 4?

TeamDepends's picture

Government is not reason; it is not eloquence; it is force!  Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master.

George Washington

IPA's picture

"what do we celebrate the 4th of July?" 

"ummmm like fireworks and stuff duhh like omg isn't my swim suit cute? Your silly" 

shermacman's picture

One of the best story/parables of US history. It has not been repeated enough. And "sockdologer" is a word that needs to be used more often.

AlamoJack's picture

Yeah, I read this story years ago and was impressed by it.  I was also impressed by the fact that Crockett came to the Alamo to fight for an end to tyranny for Texas.  He died there, so he gave his life for freedom.  A later story of Davy is he was out and about in Tennesse or Kentucky either fighting Indians (of which I am part) or hunting as he was prone to love and do for long bouts and returned to his constituency to learn he had been voted out.  He was quoted in that setting to have said:  "You may all go to Hell and I will go to Texas".  The hats and shirts with that saying are sold all over Texas including at the State Capitol building in Austin.  On my way to Austin there is a huge ranch about 50 miles south of Austin with a large metal banner over the main gate with the name Crockett on it.  I guess it's probably his heirs-although it's a wonder there was any money left in his account.

player333's picture

 "You may all go to Hell and I will go to Texas". This quote is displayed on a sign in front of the County Courthouse in Savannah, TN. Crockett had just lost his Congressional seat and this was his parting shot. :)

Bay of Pigs's picture

US Congress these days?

"There is no honor among thieves."

Spanky's picture


I see you know where much of this started. Well, came to the surface, for the first time, at least...

KickIce's picture

Excellent story.  Shows the true potential of this country with an educated populace that is concerned and involved with their political representatives and their choices. 

RockyRacoon's picture

Money with them is nothing but trash when it is to come out of the people.

Your money is spent like water, but their own is hoarded like gold.  I've always enjoyed reading this account of Crockett whenever I come across it over the years.  Thanks for the reminder.  Wonder could we get it read into the Congressional Record by some brave congress-critter?

CPL's picture

Truth is treason now which makes even good men shameless cowards. 

TeamDepends's picture

...IF they have no spine.

ebworthen's picture

Thank you.

We increasingly lack citizens the like of Mr. Brunce and Mr. Crockett; especially in positions of leadership.

The branches of our government are infested with arrogant egotistical toadies who are intellectually and morally challenged juvenile narcissists, and whose primary skills are sophistry and equivocation.

My greatest wish for Independence Day is to be free of these fools and charlatans.

onthesquare's picture

Most are trained by the developed educational matter.  Political Science degrees and Law Degrees have trained the politicians or further advanced those features of their character you have mentioned.  Anyone elected on the hope of extending pure principles is tricked and blackmailed and goes over the dark side.

Hulk's picture

Have a listen To Gene Burns, famous talk show host in Boston and San Francisco, read the Declaration Of Independence


Gene died this last May, 

Rest in Peace Gene...

Jumbotron's picture

"Killed him a 'bar, when he was only three......"

Also by Crockett...

"You may all go to hell....and I will go to Texas !"

UGrev's picture

I love throwing this story at the liberals.. love it! their response is beyond priceless. 

Banjo's picture

America you were able for a long time to extract by tariff from the whole world, 5% of the global population taking one quarter or 25% of the worlds resources.

Imagine sitting at a table of 20 people and on person takes fully 1/4 of everything on the table.

The game is changing slowly and for the better, not for my personal situation but for the billions who will be able to afford the fruits of their own labor.

PS FWIW I am a liberal and  sounds like Horatio Bunce was too.

TrulyBelieving's picture

Banjo, Using your example of  20 at a table and only one takes fully 1/4 of everything, I assume you (being liberal) have decided that all would be fair if only all shared equally. Now if all equally provided, you are of course right. But if one has provided 25% of what's at the table should he not be equally compensated? And if one has provided nothing, should he receive as much as others? To sit at that table and demand equal division for all no matter the unequal privision each has made, is the very definition of greed. Horatio Bunce was no liberal.

francis_sawyer's picture

Imagine sitting at a table of 50 and one person prints money [for himself]... Now ~ make that a table of 100 people and the money printer keeps half of the money he prints for himself & gives the rest to his friend...

TrulyBelieving's picture

greetings fs, make that a table of 100 and the money printer keeps half he prints and gives the rest to his friend....The very definition of fraud and conspiracy.

McMolotov's picture

To say we've strayed from our founding ideals is an enormous understatement. For a man like Crockett, were he still alive, the America of today would more closely resemble the tyranny of George III.

tbd108's picture

Resemble? Obama makes King George look more like Crockett.

McMolotov's picture

As I said in the earlier "Celebration or Memorial Service" thread, the current government has power that George III could have only dreamed about in his wildest fantasies.

exartizo's picture

where have all the good men gone?

Kirk2NCC1701's picture

When too many people remain quiet (or do not object openly in public), evil prospers.

It has always been thus, and shall remain so.

tbd108's picture

When men were made of steel and ships were made of wood instead of vice versa.

A Lunatic's picture

So, does this mean Obama is, or is not, gonna pay my mortgage.............??

robnume's picture

"I have sworn, on the altar of God, eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man".           

                                                                              Thomas Jefferson

knightowl77's picture

I read this story of Davy Crockett many years ago and it has shaped my understanding of our Constitution and the very strict limits that it places upon our government. Our current Government and many of the previous ones have lost that understanding and have stretched the power of government way beyond anything our Founders ever intended. Voting to take more money from some, to give to others is theft, NOT charity.


This needs to be restored and without further delay

AlamoJack's picture

A greater understanding of US history can be gleaned by reading exactly what was said and done.  I discovered the books of Prof. Thomas DiLorenzo.  He's written numberous books, but at least 3 on Lincoln and how he broke the law(s) and how "government" has followed his lead.  I went to gov'y schools and they all taught the same tripe.  Everything ever said in either a state or federal congress house is written down.  DiLorenzo researched it all and will amaze you alone on Lincoln.  Here's a link to today's piece on the Declaration:

bon appetite

Kirk2NCC1701's picture

Democracy is not for the cowardly, weak, lazy or foolish.

Hence the need for iToys and TV for the masses.

AlamoJack's picture

What did the DUKE say?  Life is hard.  It's even harder if you're stupid.


Burma Shave

kill switch's picture

OT But not really

Fred Reed



Ain't Nobody Gonna Like It

July 1, 2013

Watching the Zimmerman trial, I wonder whether we may not be in for big trouble. Racial hostility is much higher in the United States than it is allowed to appear. In the Twittersphere there is much traffic from blacks, saying that if Zimmerman walks, they will kill him themselves, riot, or kill random whites. On many sites around the web, whites of a sort not found on NPR are saying, “Bring it on.” This is not your granny’s recipe for domestic tranquility.

Let’s not kid ourselves. Race underlies almost everything in this country that spends half its time denouncing racism. This is true of trials, and particularly true of show trials. When the police who beat Rodney King, were acquitted by a white jury, the cops being clearly guilty, blacks burned Los Angeles. When OJ Simpson, clearly guilty, was acquitted by a black jury, whites didn’t burn anything, but were angry and perfectly aware that the verdict was political.

The prosecution’s case against Zimmerman is so weak that unless the fix is in, he will walk. Katie, bar the door.

How did we get here? It’s a long story.

An important part of the world view of blacks is the belief that whites enslaved them. This makes sense if you believe a race is a coherent being with a life stretching over the centuries, as a man’s life stretches over decades. (Compare The Jews Killed Christ. “Gosh, Rachel. You don’t look old enough. You sure you did it?”)
It makes no sense to whites who reflect that no white in America has ever owned a slave, and no black has ever been one. Blacks know this, but it is hard to focus anger on things done by dead whites long before you were born.

Blacks know, correctly if in most cases vaguely, that Negroes, as they were then known, were indeed brought in chains to America. Whites today weary of hearing about slavery since they had nothing to do with it, but it happened and it was ugly. The ensuing slavery was no better. Slaves were in fact whipped, raped, tortured, and kept illiterate, as anyone knows who has actually investigated. (If you want an introduction to slavery as it actually was, read Journal of a Residence on a Georgian Plantation - 1838-1839.

) Lynchings occurred, many, many of them, and they were hideous. Blacks know this. Further, Jim Crow abides held in living memory. So blacks have a case.

So do whites (which will make no difference if Zimmerman walks). After all, they ended slavery, passed the Civil War amendments, abolished segregation, passed and enforced the civil rights laws, and instituted life-long charity for blacks in the form of welfare and affirmative action. They didn’t have to do any of these things.

But onward. It is an automatic belief among blacks that any black shot by a white was innocent, and shot because he was black. This is seldom true today, if ever it is, not because white policemen like blacks—they do not—but because every cop knows that he would be crucified in the press and probably in the courts, lose his job and pension, and become unemployable. However, white cops (and black ones, but that is another story) do abuse ghetto blacks, sometimes in front of a police reporter (me). Blacks know, and remember.

Memories are selective. People readily remember evil inflicted on them by others while forgetting their own sins. Blacks do not tolerate mention of their high rates of crime and the common—increasingly common—racial gang attacks on whites in which the victims frequently, and intentionally, end up with brain damage. These are hidden by the media, but a primer is White Girl Bleed a Lot.      . All of this makes for an angry black population, and they are watching the Zimmerman affair intently.

If riots come, they will come in the sprawling, entirely black ghettoes of cities like Trenton, Cameron, Detroit, Atlanta, Birmingham, Gary, Chicago, and so on. Few whites see these dismal wastes. I have, extensively, through the windows of police cruisers. Outside of a squad car, I wouldn’t have lasted an hour without being beaten crippled. It is that bad.

In eight hours in these places you never see a white face. People are not poor, not in the sense that anyone in India would recognize. Rather they are isolated, hopeless, their only contact with the outside world being television. The schools are terrible. Fully half of Detroit is illiterate, meaning that many of the rest of the city almost is.They blame all of this, they blame everything, on whites. While in the past they were right, their problem is no longer whitey, and neither is the cure, if there is one. This is why the endless racial programs do not work.

In a technological society, those who can’t read have no chance. Whites no longer prevent blacks from learning to read, or have any desire to do so. If blacks in Detroit took to the streets demanding thicker books with bigger words and smaller pictures, if they fired incompetent teachers to hire better ones, if black parents taught their kids to read even if they had to learn alongside them, most whites would cheer. I would. Whites can’t do these things for blacks.Yet even to suggest that blacks need to solve their own problems brings cries of racism.

And so things are explosive. On the one hand, whites have given up on blacks. Ritualistic talk continues about poverty and closing the academic gap, and affirmative action is accepted as another entitlement, but no one does anything or knows what to do or has much interest. Many whites are quietly angry about the Knockout Game and mob attacks. Others revel in flagellating themselves over White Privilege, but chiefly for the joy of narcissistic self-abasement. It has little to do with blacks.

On the other hand, in the black sections hatred of whites is strong. It is not resentment or mere anger. It is hatred. Things are lousy, and it is Whitey who did it. Life is going nowhere in the ‘hood, people live meaninglessly and don’t know what to do about it. There are no jobs. On various occasions I have gone into a home in the ghetto in response to a police call, and found five grown men watching television all day.

They are doing nothing because there is nothing for them to do. The economy doesn’t need them. They do not know why they are in the mess they are in, as, really, neither do I. But they blame whitey. They, especially the young, are ready to do something about it.

Many whites of my acquaintance in Washington do not grasp any of this. They are lawyers, journalists, academics, people who live in a bubble of political correctness and see only the well-dressed blacks who work in offices on Connecticut Avenue. To them racial tension is what rednecks and Southerners do.  

They don’t really grasp that the human animal is savage, cruel, vindictive, and murderous. This diagnosis may seem excessive if you are well-fed, content, and more or less in control of your life. It is not excessive. History and for that matter the present are full of groups butchering each other for reasons of race, ethnicity, and nationality. Irish Prots and Catholics killing each other, the IRA planting bombs in London, white Southerners lynching blacks in the South, the slow genocide of whites by blacks in South Africa, Sunnnis and Shiites killing each other, Turks butchering Armenians, black tribes in Burundi hacking each other into pieces by thousands, white Americans exterminating the Indians.

It can happen. Maybe it won’t.
Debt Slave's picture

Anyone who has bought into the propaganda lie of race equality pumped out by Hollywood, Madison Avenue, and D.C. is in for a very rude awakening.