In case you haven’t heard, America has a black President. At least that’s what you’ve learned from exactly 100% of the experts who write and talk for a living. 100% is a sizable number. If you disagree with 100%, you might say you occupy a minority position. Well, so did Copernicus. The truth is you don’t disagree with the “President” part. It’s the “black” part that baffles your sense of common sense. The experts have agreed the President is the only issue of one Stanley Ann Dunham of Wichita, Kansas, and one Barack Obama, Sr. of Nyang’oma Kogelo, Nyanza Province, Kenya. Dunham was white. Obama was black. You see where this is going. Who decreed that the progeny of a white mother and black father is black? And who decreed that the progeny of a white father and black mother is black? You must conclude that, genetically, black is superior to white. Or God forbid, inferior. Depends entirely on your prejudice. Who decides? If Mr. Obama, ostensibly born in America, is black, does that mean a son born in Africa to a white father and black mother is white? This dilemma persuades you to advance an empirical postulate that surely will be adopted by every world-class  institution of higher learning: Human beings shall henceforth be classified by the color of their skin, not the content of their DNA (apologies to MLK). In America, this precept has special meaning. The President is Black, African and American, in that order. Apparently, having a white mother is irrelevant. Apparently, the nation of one’s birth is equally meaningless. In Germany, a newborn is German. Likewise, the earth is populated with Cambodians, Brazilians, Bulgarians, Egyptians, Kenyans, Peruvians, Russians — you get the point. In America, however, a newborn with at least one black parent is black, period. Not American, mind you. But African American. You might suspect that these observations have a racist undertone. No kidding, Gertrude. The American black community hangs on to Race like Charlie Rangel hangs on to his House seat. Conclusion: A white citizen is an American; a black citizen is an African American. Understandably, black citizens embrace a black first attitude. This proclivity is decidedly in their self interest. There’s no advantage in being just another run-of-the-mill American. Too easy to get lost in a crowd. Too easy to lose the underdog status and control. Playing the victim is win-win. If you win, you win against all odds. If you lose, you play the race card and win again. In America, if you procreate with a white, yellow, red or caramel person, your offspring will be black, guaranteed. In another 150 years or so, African Americans may decide, like dozens of other nationalities, that being plain American is a blessing. Maybe they will acknowledge that over 350,000 white people died to end slavery. Maybe they will recognize that white Americans elected Barack Obama in 2007. Maybe they will learn to be color blind. You think?