…the broad support African-Americans give to the Democratic Party have actually made the Party unresponsive (emphasis added) to their concerns.”
That’s the source of African Americans’ political non-value, in a nutshell: Our “ride or die chick”-like support for the Democratic Party is killing us.
The problem, however, is getting (most) African Americans to get that through their thick skulls.
Were I a typical politician, and knew that no matter what I said, what I did, or what I didn’t do, as long as I was a registered Democrat, Black folks would vote for me, what incentive would I have to do anything to prove myself worthy of their vote?
What incentive would there be for me to demonstrate the peoples’ faith in me wasn’t misplaced?
Last, but certainly not least, why would I bother to keep any of the promises I made during my campaign?
A typical politician – specifically, a typical DEMOCRATIC politician – would feel no such urgency.
And why would he?
It seems all that’s necessary to get the support of the African American voting bloc is to “just be a Democrat”.
I understand what drives the mindset: When I was a child, I was often told no self-respecting African American could ever be a member of the Republican Party, because all Republicans were essentially racists who were still upset the South lost the Civil War, had a bad taste in their mouths over de-segregation, and were forever looking for ways to turn back the hands of time.
Present-day circumstances have certainly proven that assessment a fair and accurate one: I live in Shreveport, Louisiana, an ostensibly former Confederate stronghold that was once the NATIONAL headquarters of the KKK, and believe me when I tell you, it shows.
Conversely, I was told the Democratic Party was the party that “cared” about the well being of Black folks, understood us and was sensitive to our needs, felt our pain, and spent every waking moment figuring out ways to alleviate our suffering.
As a result of this political programming, when I became old enough to vote, I initially registered as a Democrat.
That was before I unplugged from the (Political Party) Matrix. (Now I’m an Independent, and couldn’t be happier.)
As I grew older, and began to pay closer attention to politics, politicians, and the lies they tell, I discovered the truth: REPUBLICANS AND DEMOCRATS ARE ONE IN THE SAME.
The parties may be different, but the rhetoric isn’t.
I couldn’t tell you the number of times African Americans have voted that same candidate back into office – despite the incontrovertible proof that he’s a liar, manipulator, and user who simply cannot be trusted – because said candidate gave the people some song and dance about how he can only be “truly effective” in the next term, citing that as the so-called reason he didn’t do anything for us during his FIRST term.
When he’s not telling us to stop whinin’ and complainin’, that is.
As disgusting a practice as this is, collectively, African Americans have only themselves to blame for being political tricks.
As a people, we allow the candidates’ party affiliation to be more important to us than his socio-political platform, practices, and ideologies.
We are seduced by the Democratic politician who shows up on our favorite late night talk shows, playing the saxophone, and admitting he used to “smoke da’ herb”.
We mistake pandering for compassion and empathy, and we conflate popularity and charisma with honesty in a way that would suggest there’s no such animal known as the Charming Asshole. (Ted Bundy was extremely charming. And he was also a vicious, murdering sociopath. Go figure.)
But we make zero substantive analysis of the candidate’s policies or platform, nor do we bother to perform an analysis of that person’s background and credentials to ensure he is indeed the best person for the job.
We almost completely base our vote for a candidate on his ability to make us “feel better” about being Negroes.
Nobody does that better than Democrats.
And it costs us politically and socially, every time we succumb to that foolishness.
It’s nobody’s job to make US feel better about WHO we are. I understand why as a group, Black people have such low self-esteem (over 400 years of oppression will do that to you), which also means I understand how easy it is for us to be killed by these acts of perceived kindness.
But, that’s the problem: It’s an act. As a whole, the Democratic Party cares as much about us as our known, sworn enemies do.
Which means they couldn’t give less of damn about our Black Asses, if they tried.
And make no mistake: They try hard to see if there’s an emotion in the Universe weaker than indifference.
Any politician, irrespective of his political affiliation, if he is truly a man of his word, will do what he said he’d do, when he said he’d do it.
He’s not going to fill his constituents’ heads with promises he had no intention of keeping.
And, should he find himself in the sometimes inevitable and unenviable position of being unable to keep his word, he won’t refuse to accept responsibility for the failure, no matter how small the role he played, nor will he shift the blame onto the voters, and their “unrealistic” expectations.
African Americans suffer from Political Battered Wife Syndrome: No matter how many times we’re lied to, used, abused, and straight-up disrespected, ALL a Democratic politician has to do is say “sorry”, and all is forgiven.
He gets re-elected, and it’s back to business as usual, for him, and for us.
Until the next election, that is.