vincentML
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I never owned slaves and you never picked cotton. Get over it Yeah, get over it FFS! At the end of the Civil War four million freed blacks needed jobs so they all went to the Tuskegee Institute. The men studied football, basketball and aeronautical engineering in anticipation of a brighter future. The women studied house cleaning, bus riding and tennis. (They were all named Serena and Venus somehow) The Southland was economically devastated after the war, however, and in need of labor, for which they were loathe to pay because they never had before. The 13th Amendment prohibited forced labor except in prisons. So, the Southern States passed stringent laws. For example, seven years in prison for stealing a pig worth $1.00 at the time, or for looking in the face of a white woman, and such other terrible offenses. The prison farms were quickly overflowing with black laborers, who found themselves right back picking cotton. Before long the prison wardens started renting out their prisoners to local industry and the new South was able to industrialize. All that industry needed good roads so the prisoners were allowed to join chain gangs and work out in the fresh air on the new roads. Some blacks were fortunately allowed to share crop a piece of the old plantation. They received a portion of the crop. Of course they were required to purchase seed and equipment from the plantation owner (at substantial interest rates) and live in shacks provided by the owner at substantial rents. Lordy, Lordy! Pickin’ cotton, Dixieland, Dixieland. Peonage slavery (aka debt slavery) was introduced to the Southland when New Mexico became a state. The NFL and the NBA were still not born. A sheriff would confront a black man and claim he owed the sheriff say $1800. Over his protests the black man was taken before a Justice of the Peace, tried and sentenced to seven years for his debt, and forced to work as a debt prisoner. In 1907 a white plantation owner was tried for breaking the new Federal anti-peonage law. His defense was that all those workers on his farm did not owe him any money. They were simply slaves. What!! Never mind the 13th had prohibited forced labor, Congress had never passed a law to enforce the 13th, so the plantation owner was found not guilty of peonage enslavement and since there was no law against slavery he was set free. Just fucking amazing! The first guilty verdict for peonage enslavement was handed down finally in 1947. After WW1 returning veterans found their jobs had been taken by blacks who had migrated north, so in 1921 there were race riots in some 25 cities instigated by white men to get their jobs back. It was a nasty year. A whole bunch of blacks were lynched in the 1920, 1930s, and into the 1940s until the Second World War broke out. Lynchings were festive occasions for white towns folk. They brought their picnic baskets and had a wonderful time. By the end of WW2 there were Federal Laws against slavery and peonage slavery, and Cool Hand Luke ended the prison farms (sorta) The final bastion of enforced labor ended in 1960 when the McCormick Combine was introduced to the cotton fields and replaced all those share cropper cotton pickers. So, blacks migrated north where they found no jobs and were “forced” to live on reservations called city housing projects. The blacks rioted in Newark and Detroit in 1967 and notably in Watts in 1995 (?) after Rodney King’s cop-attackers were acquitted. And OJ maybe got away with murder. Today, the ghettos have spread out into the suburban rings around the cities, where there are a few more opportunities. The NFL and NBA are enlisting blacks (also the WNBA) Serena and Venus are doing well. The only thing blacks have to worry about is getting a good education, finding a job no Mexican wants, and being shot by cops. Free at last, free at last! So yeah, get over it.. . . it was so long ago, FFS.
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