You Know The Kind Of Liberal That Does Not Call You A Nigger - But Refuse You The Job...
You Know The Kind Of Liberal That Don’t Call You Nigger - But Refuse You The Job….
In New York, where I reside, it is a Herculean challenge for African Americans, like me, to secure gainful employment, even when the economic tidings are good... much less now. I did not expect to shine in the legal field, especially when my big mouth made me received an ‘F’ for mouthing off to my Tax law professor, which wreaked havoc on my GPA - did I tell you that the professor was my mentor who was supposed to shepherd me through law school.
I did an internship in the Bronx District Attorney’s office because I love Criminal and Constitutional Law… but as a Christian, even if I had the stellar grades, I thank the Lord Jesus that I do not ‘practice’ because I truly do not see how one can be a Traditional Christian, and, at the same time, be a lawyer, especially if one is employed in the Criminal law area. And so it is that I now work in banking compliance in the area of Anti-Money-Laundering; it is a lucrative job if you can get it… especially if you are regularly employed in a consulting capacity… but to secure such a position in New York, one still have to go through the gate keepers who are usually the Liberals.
As Black men, these Liberals will never in a million years call you ‘niggers,’ but they constantly give you hell to secure gainful employment, especially if the jobs are in the upper tier, like say, in my field, a Financial Compliance Officer. Were you to hear me speak, I speak in a slight British accent, not because I have been to England but because if you are not from the West Indies, you would have a hard time understanding the Patios. I have been doing so since my teachers in California recommended to my beloved father that I should go to speech therapy, on account of my Patios.
As a boy, I used to watch Magnum P.I., starring Tom Selleck and when my step-mother told me that one of the characters, Jonathan Quail Higgins, was an actor from Texas speaking in a British accent… I told my stepmother I could do so too and further told my dad that he need not spend his money to send me to speech therapy. I was so successful in mimicking the British Accent that when I returned from the Army, my father followed me to purchase my first car in Concord, California and the salesman, who, just happened to be English, asked me what part of England I was from. My farther, being close by, started ‘cracking up’ because he knew that I was mimicking the British accent.
You may ask why it seems that I am going off on a tangent – bear with me… because that same fake British accent I have used elsewhere and conveyed above, I have also used to prove Liberal racism in New York City. Even before the economy went south, I was having a difficult time finding a job and so I decided that I should use my British accent… and so I was invited to many an interview until they saw that I was Black. I swear that some five years ago, this lady called me and said that she liked what she saw on my resume and that I should further send her some of my writing samples, which I did since I had briefs that I had written in law school.
The lady said that she had twenty-three opened banking compliance positions and that I should come in for an interview - incidentally, I spoke to her telephonically in the British accent. When I went to her office, there were cameras and apparently she saw me… and this gentleman came out and told me the position was no longer available… so I told him that it was not one, but twenty-three positions. As a Traditional Christian, I can swear to you that the same racist scenario has played out over the years, even as recently as in April of this year.
My friends and family members are always laughing about that racist episode about the twenty-three opened positions… because before I became a Christian, I never drank, yet when that lady refused even to see me, I then went to Apple-Bees and drank a Budweiser beer due to my being mad. There was a time, when I had access to a Nine millimeter… like the one my best friend always carries - but I thank the Lord for his Grace and mercies that He Has taken away the violence I used to have in me and Has seen fit to provide for my wife and children.
I say to those reading this blog, do not make the mistake and relegate racism only to Republicans… or to the states that make up the heart of Dixie because said racism is rampant among Democrats here in New York… and I will go further to say that I believe that these Liberals have paid off many of our Civil Rights leaders… so that they can continue to engage in their situational racism, like not employing Black men in high paying jobs. For the other Black men who have excelled while walking the halls of academia… who can speak and write with the best of them… and who have even been Honorably Discharged for serving your country in the Armed Forces… hold your head up and do what you have to do legally to survive… knowing that your help cometh from the Lord (Psalm 121:2)….
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