How Failed Black Leadership Turned Me Into a Trump Voter
While some people were amazed when my prediction that Donald Trump would be president turned out correct, I’m not surprised. To me, watching the Trump campaign was akin to watching a bad rerun of New York City in the ’80s. As a former New Yorker, I saw the movie and knew the characters; Rudy Giuliani, Al Sharpton, the ACLU, and labor unions, with guest appearances by John Lewis and Louis Farrakhan.
It’s like going down memory lane watching Sharpton staging rallies and sit-ins. It’s sad to watch him and John Lewis. They remind me of Muhummad Ali in his last days as a fighter — too punch-drunk to defend himself. At least Angelo Dundee had the wherewithal to know this wasn’t the same Ali that beat Liston and Foreman and spared him from humiliation by saying, “That’s enough.” Today’s Civil Rights establishment show no such scruples. They’re so shameless they won’t try to preserve icons like Lewis from making asses of themselves. Lewis saying the Trump presidency is illegitimate is evidence that he’s old, senile and needs to retire. I can’t wrap my head around how embarrassing today’s self-appointed Black leaders have become. They’re staging all these marches and rallies in protest against Donald Trump, demanding they deserve a seat at the table. However, they never once held President Barack Obama’s feet to the fire. Why didn’t they march to the White House demanding that Obama address issues that plagued African Americans, such as failing schools, unemployment, out of wedlock births and crime? Instead they spent their time griping about voting rights and lax sentences for convicted felons, while the people they claim to be speaking for continue to languish in misery.
Blacks put Obama first, and what did they get for their messianic loyalty? Black people voted for hope and change and the only change Obama gave them was the right to get a sex change. He was willing to shut down government over defunding Planned Parenthood and illegal immigration, but wouldn’t press the issue for the people that loved him so. How do we elect someone Black and get nothing but the right to chose what bathroom you can use?
I admit I voted for Donald Trump not because I liked him, but to send a message that I’m not on the plantation. Now that I’ve calmed down I realize I let my temper get the best of me. I may need anger management classes. I hope Obamacare covers it. I have buyer’s remorse — I voted for a guy who said Ted Cruz’s father was responsible for the assassination of JFK. However, I have so much rage towards liberals and President Obama. He broke my heart, he betrayed the religious community with abortion politics and defamed the military by allowing service people to have sex changes. I have nothing against people going through changes, I’ve evolved on marriage equality, but the Democrats signing off on men using women’s restrooms made me leave the Party. I never voted Republican before, but liberals showed no respect for other viewpoints. If I’m not imposing my beliefs on them, why do liberals believe they have the right to impose their beliefs on others?
Trump wasn’t my first choice. I didn’t agree with Trump, but it became easier to support him when Hillary and her minions called working-class people deplorable and racist. Things would have been different, also, if the media had shown both candidates’ flaws instead of trying to destroy Trump while never examining the Clintons’ past. The media is solely responsible for Trump’s rise. The idea that he was never a politician made him immune to criticism, while the Clintons were career insiders. But the poor and minorities still haven’t recovered from the Clintons’ policies of mass incarceration, disastrous trade deals and draconian welfare requirements they implemented during their administration.
I think the greatest reason people turned to Donald Trump was because what civil rights and the liberation movements of the ’60s had become. Once upon a time we had real racism, now it’s calling anyone that objects to the left racist, as well as wanting safe spaces and trigger warnings. That version of liberalism sounds good in theory but it doesn’t work. Not everyone can be a winner, and sometimes you have to tell people what they don’t want to hear. I love Trump because he acts American: he’s rude, crude and don’t give a bleep. I tried liberalism, but it’s not me. The Bible and the gun is all I got, and liberals don’t want me to pray or say Merry Christmas. However, the only way liberals will ever separate me from my Bible or revolver is “from my cold dead hands.”
Jeffery McNeil is a vendor and a regular contributor to Street Sense.