This isn't how my dream went...
I meant to write a thing about Martin Luther King Jr. yesterday, but I sort of got lazy. I had the day off and I figured doing any kind of work would make me a racist or something. As it usually goes, when I get a day off, I try to force myself to stay in bed as long as possible, so I can see what it is like to be a worthless lefty that sleeps until noon everyday. I didn't make it to noon, but I didn't accomplish much of anything Monday either, so I kind of met my goals.
Anywho, I am sort of a fan of King. I know, that sounds crazy coming from a white person who is on the right, because we are supposed to be evil racists that only like black things shaped like a gun. But it's true, I really think King was a great man. Because he and I believed the same things about equality and human rights. I don't think he was a perfect man...nobody is perfect...but he was perfect enough for the era he lived in and I think it is a shame that he is not still alive now.
Or maybe it is a good thing he isn't alive now. Because he had a dream...a dream of equality. He had a dream where black people, and white people, and any color people were just called "people". Where any type of citizen of America was just called an "American". But his dream died with him. In his wake, new leaders took up his cause and skewed it. The Democrats, having long before embraced progressive ideology and further poisoning it with their well established racism, took over as the "champions" of blacks. And by champions, I mean masters.
Everything Martin Luther King fought for was betrayed by the left. He wasn't seeking handouts and recompense for years of slavery and persecution of black people. He was seeking true equality; an ideal that the white forefathers of this country actually understood and even agonized over in their time. Even they knew that black people were people just like them, and they knew that it was wrong to treat them otherwise...but they couldn't politically afford to change it. And even many who owned slaves themselves did their best to turn a blind eye to the utter wickedness of slavery. Much like modern pro-choice people claim an unborn baby is "just a fetus", most slave owners told themselves that blacks were subhuman. A form of kicking the can down the moral road.
But they knew, deep inside, that a man is a man, no matter his skin color. And that was the truth that King was fighting for. He wanted equality, not affirmative action. He wanted fair inclusion, not token "diversity". He wanted actual freedom, not a different kind of plantation where the Democrat masters harvest votes for promises of free stuff to an underprivileged and downtrodden black populace kept that way by such a parasitic relationship with both their self-appointed leaders and the Democrat Party that "owns" them.
He wasn't looking for quotas. He was looking for the American dream extended to all races. I would go as far as to say that he wanted to abolish the idea of race altogether and to have a society that is completely color blind (he actually said as much in his famous speech). If he were to see what today looks like, I don't think he would be happy. After a momentary bit of well deserved satisfaction at the idea that we have a black president, he would quickly realize what type of man Obama is and how the Democrats use black people for their own gains, as they have in various forms for two centuries. He would realize that most of his race are still living in poverty, kept there by the government dole. He would realize that the family has all but been abolished from black culture, that black children do not take education seriously, and that modern black culture spirals evermore into depravity egged on by progressives that tell them nothing they do is "their fault", but the fault of their white oppressors.
I wish that a Dr. King were alive today and was able to take a leadership role of blacks in America. Someone that would point out that actual equality means that everyone is treated "not based on the color of their skin but on the content of their character". King's own words, glossed over and forgotten by black people and purposely suppressed by the left.
I also have a dream, and it is the same dream that he had: where skin color is used merely as a physical description of a person and not a description of who they are.