Americans who refer to themselves as “Black” should be livid. But you see no sign of anger or anything approaching it. Of course not. How can you? You don’t live in a black neighborhood, hang out with a black crowd or work alongside black employees. Your daily affiliation with Black individuals is one-way — as a spectator — of black athletes, actors, advocates and musicians — primarily on television. They look happy enough. They should. To a large extent, black personalities own The Tube. You can’t imagine anyone disagreeing with that assertion, considering that the Black community is vastly over-represented on television as a percentage of the U.S population. Yet that over-representation in some ways makes sense. Television is uniformly about entertainment; that is, when it’s not about propaganda for Black History Month, Black Lives Matter, CRT, Embrace Ambition and The Jab. Based on merit, Black athletes dominate football and basketball events, along with complementary sports programming that features former Black athletes. Major universities rush to bootlick BLM and Black recruits to expand advertising revenues and to preserve the Athletic Department money machines. Based on affirmative action and social engineering, Black performers dominate consumer advertising from pizza to Pandora jewelry to a flood of public service announcements that push vaccine boosters. Under the slogan We Can Do This, the DHHS has funded “We All Need a Boost,” just one ad aimed at Black Americans, encouraging them to get a booster to strengthen their protection against COVID-19. The ad campaigns cost taxpayers over 1.5 billion bucks, thank you Sleepy Joe. Ad agencies, including Black agencies, have no trouble finding Black performers who will identify with their brothers and sisters. But do they? Do they identify? Really? You don’t know. You’re not Black. But you can pretend. Sit yourself down. Mix your favorite beverage and tune in. The advertising industry and media companies finally give Black players top billing — as spokespersons, fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, students, business owners, salesmen, attorneys — you name it. Keep an open mind, now. Remember, you’re wearing a Black hat. Almost immediately, a little voice tells you that something’s wacky. What is it? Close your eyes and listen. Suddenly, it surfaces — call it incongruity, a big word for mismatch. My God, Matilda, the Black performers are actually White. And you don’t mean black-face. They talk White. They act White. The families are nuclear White. They dress White. The scenes reek White upper middle class culture. The only thing truly Black in television advertising is skin color. You can’t avoid the irony. For years, Black activist individuals and organizations have been screaming about racism at the hands of white supremacists. They argue that the seats of power belong to white supremacists. They argue that White culture led to slavery. To this day, they insist that systemic discrimination, poverty, slums and racial profiling disproportionately affect the Black community — all at the hands of a White community that refuses to accept Black culture. So you have to ask the questions. Do Black viewers approve of television advertising that represents Black lifestyle, language and culture through a lily White lens? Does the Black Community prefer White culture? Does the Black Community prefer mixed race relationships? You’re not black. You have no clue. You can only observe that rich Black athletes and execs choose to live with Whitey in gated communities, away from the Black “culture.” Therefore, when you come face to face with a BLM or CRT activist, you might want to ask the question: what is it you want? Do you secretly want to be White? You’re not Black but if you were, there’s a good chance that along about now you would be livid, seeing how you’ve being played and swayed. But there’s no way to know for sure. You’re not Black.

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