slavery

Nothing raises cockles in America like the word slavery.  In American minds, it is a word synonomous with the struggle in the Civil War.  Since that time, the issue of slavery in pre-Civil War has been distorted in history, used as a bludgeon in politics bleeding over into social thought and behavior, and has been a rallying cry for the modern civil rights movement.  In current times, the word has been resurrected by radical political pundits along with all the social prejudices that were almost dead in American society, mainly racism against African Americans.  The ignorance, both of the history of slavery in America, and of the word itself, has invited a plague of warped and detrimental ideas in the minds of those who make a career of government dependence, but also in the minds of the working class. 

Recently, I have had many conversations with people about how the "working man" is a slave to the system.  The complaint that those who work and pay taxes, which the government demands exponentially more of to pay welfare to an ever-expanding non-working group of people, that these working people are slaves to their jobs, to employment, and to the "system."  They bemoan the unfairness for those who work and cause the upward mobility of the country to have to shoulder the burden of the ignorant, impoverished, and incurably lazy. The gripe goes like this:  that the working class is in slavery to the "system" and in turn, in slavery to the (perceived) descendants of those pre-Civil War African American slaves, and now to hoards of other foreigners.  This idea is so oppressively divisive and emotionally charged that instead of throwing a lifeline to everyday American people in this vulnerable time, it is a narrative pushing us relentlessly over the edge of insanity! This kind of thinking is flame to the gasoline poured on us all these days! 

NEWSFLASH, homies:  For millennia mankind has had to work to provide sustenance, for daily life, for their descendants, to achieve, to discover, to flourish, to dominate.  Work.  Its all work.  It has ever been work-whether your belief in human origin is Biblical or darwhimsical, mankind has had to work in order to survive. In the not very distant past, life for "ordinary" people was brutally hard in the extreme.  Death was an acquaintance to all and visited frequently and unannounced, more than can be conceived in the post-modern world. Slaves had the added burden of being owned-property-like a tractor, a cow, or a popsickle stick, and were treated in almost exact accordance with the value to the owner their work could provide.  "Free" folks have always done as they wished in this country, and have prospered or perished because of it.  Slaves, as property, as chattel, had to do what their owners wished, to the slaves' prosperity or detriment.  They did not get to choose.  Work is the only binding thread between today's working class  Americans and yesteryear's slaves, if you can stretch it out that far.

Americans of all classes, finances, and ethnicities would do well to stop talking and read.  Read history, read the ancient philosophers, read the classics.  Turn off your idiot screens and pick up a book.  

African Americans would learn it was their own people who sold them into the slavery that poisoned America.  They would learn the very first legal owner of slaves in the United States was an African American in Virginia.  They would learn that as property, the owners of those slaves cared for them as the valuable property they were, and those slaves were whipped as much as the owner would whip a tractor.  Yes, there were foolish and stupid owners of slaves back then, as there are foolish and stupid owners of tractors today.  They would learn that slavery was on its way out at the time of the Civil War, being replaced by, well... tractors. They would understand the wisdom of celebrating the people who labored for the true betterment of the African Americans as an ethnicity, such as George Washington Carver, Booker T. Washington, Benjamin Banneker, Harriet Tubman, etc., instead of wallowing in the poverty of mind and spirit today's "civil" rights practices have become.  They would learn that they are not slaves today, and that they do not have to prescribe to the violent ideas about their identity as an American ethnicity, and have the freedom to do and to be what lofty dreams call them to.

"White" or (perceived) working class Americans would learn that their lives of work, taxpaying, and "slavery" is the most comfortable, plush, most iridescently effortless slavery that has or will ever exist.  They would learn that without work, they would quickly turn into a despotic, perverted, and blood-thirsty society that would be treated by death, pain, and destruction like a used-up whore.  They would learn that Old Abe's Emancipation Proclamation freed southern slaves only and was not even enforceable at the time, and that northern slaves not only existed, but were utterly overlooked.  They would learn that giants of the Confederacy such as Gen. Thomas "Stonewall" Jackson rebelliously taught slaves to read, write, and taught them the Bible against his very church's and county's law, and that Gen. Robert E. Lee was vocal in opposition to slavery in his day. They would be grateful for this, what they refer to as their "slavery" today, and would have to rethink the meaning and purpose of their seemingly drab, worker bee lives.

If you are human, you are made in the Image and Likeness of Elohim, God Almighty.  No matter who or what claims ownership over you, YOU ARE HIS.  And He gives you the freedom to act and react and learn and move and have being according to your will, your mind, your strength, your creativity, and in whatever circumstances you may be.  STOP HATING!  HATE HATE, if you must hate something.  See God's likeness in all ethnicities.  Also, work with your hands, and teach your children to do likewise.  Those who do so give glory to God, even if they do not believe, and are esteemed by everyone around them. 

Stop listening to the mainstream media.  They are the devil's nasty little hooks.  He's fishin' for you.