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“The Thinker” at the DIA

“The Thinker” at the DIA

DIA lovers learn lesson

By Sam Riddle
Special to The Michigan Citizen

A word of caution: This column is not politically correct and may use language offensive to some — so go away now and don’t bother me about it on the street. I warned you in my first “Detroit Raw:” “I don’t give a damn about being politically correct. We have been marginalized to the point where it is pointless to engage such babble — get correct about freeing Detroit and yourself, then get with me.”

Detroit’s new niggahs are the art patrons of the Detroit Institute of Arts (DIA).

Welcome aboard folk; art patrons including ex-con billionaire Al Taubman are the new niggahs on the Detroit Plantation as Governor Nerd and his Negro Black proxy EM say DIA art could go on the auction block to pay Detroit debt (which is the largest poll tax in American history).

This may be a big hit for the governor or simply hasten the looting of Detroit by the Jones Day law firm of the eternally conflicted EM.

At the risk of being branded a DIA niggah lover, a few rules of conduct are essential to your survival as niggahs in the nerd’s Detroit. Never make direct eye contact with real decision makers. Eye contact could result in fiscal whip lashes.

Agree to death with those that will destroy you while plotting their demise. Fight to restore Detroit’s right to vote. Face it, you never heard a whimper about pawning DIA art from elected officials that could be voted out of office or indicted, convicted and jailed; you never heard any of those folk discuss selling off your artwork.

Never.

A word about your designation as niggahs. A few years ago, Reuters did a piece on the burial of the “N- word” in Detroit during a national NAACP convention. I was quoted in the end of that article as saying, “If the N-word has been buried, it has been buried alive.” Yep. You see there is no such thing as the “N-word;” that’s a journalistic escape hatch that never was.

Now niggah, on the other hand, is an entity that cuts through race, class, gender, gender confused and rage specific humanity. Yep. The term “N-word” fails to communicate the depth of the mess that transcends race.

Recall that the “Django” and “42” films broke cinema records for use of the classic American lexicon “nigger,” so it’s not like the derivative “niggah” has not been of current use. Sorry, but budgetary constraints prohibit popcorn during this DIA travail.

What is a niggah?

The U.S. Supreme Court in the Dred Scott decision said: “A Black man has no rights that a white man was bound to respect.” Let’s start there. If the courts and wielders of financial and political power restrict your ability to determine your own destiny to the point that you have no rights that they respect, I say you are right there.

The nature of niggahdom has expanded beyond mere race.

When we enact laws that govern what a woman may do with her body, we have rendered women niggahs. When we attempt to legislate who may not marry whom irrespective of love and commitment, we have rendered same sex couples niggahs.

I suppose that opponents of gun control could argue that adherents of the Second Amendment fall into the niggah category, too. Hell, if we really focus, there may be a waiting list of niggahs suffering oppression from a myriad of special interest groups.

By golly, we may have stumbled onto a perverse form of equality, and remember that the Dred Scott decision has never been overturned.

We must never let haters cause us to lose hope or dislike ourselves and never let haters make you weak in your faith. Keep the faith. Stay on the battlefield.

Sam Riddle is the political director of Michigan Chapter National Action Network. He can be reached at www.facebook.com/sam.riddle or www.twitter.com/samriddle.

 

 

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