Strange Bedfellows: Donald Sterling and the NAACP.
By Khalil Amani
Sometimes we need a strong hood analogy to drive our point home, so let me give you one! Guys! Remember that chick down the street who was (how should I say this?)—aesthetically challenged—beautiful on the inside—a “two-bagger” (one bag over your face and a bag over her face [in case your bag tore] during sex ‘cause she was so ugly!)—just tore-up-from-the-neck-up—body like a stallion and face like a go-rilla?
Oh you loved to tap dat ass in the wee hours! She was one of your bestest jump-offs and when your friends confronted you about her you threw her under the bus to save face. You called her everything nasty—and then one day it got back to her how bad you had spoken ill of her. You weren’t gettin’ that poontang no more! You hurt her something fierce! Tore a hole right through her dying heart! She was in-love with you and you only wanted sex to satisfy your freaky libido.
This is the saga of Clippers’ owner Donald Sterling. A super-rich billionaire mofo who’s been screwing black athletes up the keister (without KY Jelly I might add!) and today all of his black athletic lovers have found out that he never cared anything about them, save how much money would be generated through them.
But let me get this out the way! I give no fucks about the chick that “set him up,” “secretly recorded him” and “put him on blast.” (And yes! TMZ got shit right for a change!) The only people who care about that are people who wanna make excuses for his language and move the conversation from racism to scandalous chicks (as if that’s more newsworthy for public discourse). This guy verbally murdered black people and you’re talking about how malicious this chick was? Get ya mind right!
But alas! This blog isn’t about Donald Sterling per se. It’s about strange bedfellows—the N.A.A.C.P. and their relationship with Donald Sterling. From all accounts, the NAACP knew of Donald’s past scrape-ups with discrimination—from a top team exec accusing him of running a “plantation”—to being accused of not renting to black folk in Beverly Hills—right on down to 11-time NBA All-Star Elgin Baylor having to take his ass to court for treating him like a “token Negro.” According to Baylor, Donald Sterling wanted a “Southern Plantation style structure” for his team and wanted “poor black boys from the south and a white head coach.”
Enter the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People aka NAACP. Off the rip, let me give you a ghetto Wikipedia historic overview of this longstanding organization that has done great works for Negroes, Coloreds, Blacks, Afro-Americans, African-Americans (what will they call us next?). The organization was founded in 1909 by a bunch of liberal white people after the race riots of 1908 in Springfield, Illinois after several blacks were hanged. The organization’s highest award, the “Spingarn Medal” was named after one of its Jewish founders—Joel Spingarn. Echoing W.E.B. Dubois’s Niagara Movement, which he founded in 1905 and fought for colored folks 13th, 14th, and 15th Amendment rights, the NAACP would grow into the most well-known grassroots organization for the total liberation of colored people. (As a side note, if you don’t know who W.E.B. Dubois was, go read his book, “The Souls of Black Folk.” Dubois was Harvard’s first black graduate one of America’s most prolific scholars who waged intellectual war with Booker T. Washington over the direction which colored America should take. Google “Talented 10th.")
N.A.A.C.P.—even though I’m old enough to remember being called “colored” (by white people, being the Southern boy that I was) that organization’s name always rubbed me the wrong way! Like, what is a “colored?” What kind of nationality is that? Is there a “colored” land? Are there a people who speak “coloredese?” Why would they, after umpteen years, still carry that god-forsaken cooneristic name?
So here they are today, just weeks away from awarding this racist piece of horse-dung the NAACP’s Humanitarian Award—with full knowledge of Sterling’s past racist policies in sports and real estate. How could they do it? Strange Bedfellows, I tell you! Dare I say the NAACP sold its soul to mammon—filthy lucre—that dolla dolla bill ya’ll! Perhaps it’s time to change the “C” from colored to COON? I mean, right about now, the NAACP lookin’ hella crazy! Yes. They rescinded the award, but only ‘cause the Jew-boy’s teenie weenie phallus has been exposed. The NAACP lookin’ like they took Satan up on the riches of this world in exchange for worshiping the god of this world—money.
Would the Jews except Hitler’s money? Would the Jewish watch-dog groups, the Anti-Defamation League (ADL) and the Jewish Defense League (JDL) still wanna caudle a known anti-Semite? Hell-to-the-naw! But listen to this Negro, Leon Jenkins, head of the Los Angeles branch of the NAACP as he still seeks to eat the crumbs from his master’s table; "God teaches us to forgive, and the way I look at it, after a sustained period of proof to the African American community that those words don't reflect his heart, I think there's room for forgiveness. I wouldn't be a Christian if I said there wasn't… We are negotiating with him about giving more moneys to African American students at UCLA, and so we are in preliminary discussions."
The fuck does God gotta do with this? This issue isn’t about forgiveness! And what would make this colored Negro man think that an 80 year old man wants to change his views on black people? The black/Mexican pussy couldn’t change him! The NAACP is supposed to be a civic organization! I swear fo’ gawd, weez some spiritual/religious coons to a fault! And look where Jenkins’s head is—fixed on da money! I’ll say this in my “In Living Color” voice, “I know Miss Jenkins got somethin’ to say about this, but she ain’t one to gossip!”
Yes! The Jews helped create the NAACP and it looks like some Jews got these Negroes in their back pockets, front pockets and in the cracks and crevices and recesses of their nut-sacks. I say, “Go on and give Sterling your sham of an award!” Don’t play appalled now! Both y’all strange Bedfellows! All I know is somebody owes the Honorable Minister Louis Farrakhan an apology!
Khalil Amani is a blogger for AllHipHop. He also writes for DJ Kay Slay’s Originators Magazine & Straight Stuntin Magazine. He is the author of six books, including the ground-breaking book, “Hip-Hop Homophobes…” iuniverse.com 07). Amani is gay hip-hop’s self-proclaimed straight advocate. Visit The Coonerific One athttp://www.khalilamani.ning.com Follow on Facebook/Twitter @khalilamani. Instagram @khalil_amani, Youtube @ yahweh 12 Khalilamani@yahoo.com