"White Self - Hate Master - Stroke Of The Enemy" - читать интересную книгу автора (Rockwell George L)

etc.
This was not to insult Negroes. (Actually, it makes a lot of my own people mad
when I point this out). But it is part of the reason the blacks think they can
whip us because they say we've gotten soft.
The big black used my statement to make appear I had advocated making nothing
but garbage men out of all Negroes.
"Maybe all we're good for is garbage men", he said, "but if being garbage men is
all the contribution America will let us make, then we'll make it, we'll BE
garbage men!"
The audience rose, first the rabid ones, then more and more, until finally the
hall was a sea of hysterical cheering, as the Negro (who I later learned was the
local football hero) led the rest of the football team in a "walk-out".
None DARED fail to rise for this mad scene, for fear of being branded a "hater",
as the arc-lights and TV cameras swept the audience.
I did my best to plug on, and succeeded to some degree. I even managed to get a
good round of applause at the end, myself.
But I was bitterly disappointed to see all this take place in my FIRST speech in
part of the "deep South"!
I had been winning rabid, liberal "Yankees" over with a "Southern" speech in the
North all year. Now here I was being swamped by a wave of wild, hysterical
"nigger-loving" - by SOUTHERNERS! Or so I thought!
I spent more than ten more hours at banquets and seminars, cocktail parties, and
the other usual accompaniments to these speeches, and then, after I finally got
to bed at 2 a.m., I laid awake for two more hours before I reached any kind of
conclusion as to what it was all about.
At the banquet, the speaker was none other than Dick Gregory. I had to sit up at
the head table only two seats away from this coon comedian-turned-revolutionist.
I wouldn't have put up with it, except I really wanted to hear this "cat" (as he
calls everybody) and see how he would affect these kids in North Carolina! He
did a pretty smooth job on these kids, and I learned a lot.
First, he told a series of "supper-club" jokes to "warm up" the kids - which he
did.
Then he launched into his "You-gotta-give-us-the-country, Baby" approach of the
black scum now risen to glory among us as a result of Yiddish money, Yiddish
leadership and Yiddish press-agentry for these miserable Africans.
I could hardly believe what I saw there. I watched the racially fine faces of
the young White boys and girls who were intently watching the ape-like face of
Gregory. They were hypnotized!
He actually went so far as to BOAST to them that the only way they could PROVE
they were not full of "racism" and "hate" was to give our White women to the
Negroes, thus showing that we recognize that there's no difference except color.
He went so far as to use the fact of motherhood, and went into a physical
description of the process of birth, and how you couldn't stop delivery of a
baby by crossing a woman's legs, etc.,etc., ad nauseam - all to "prove" that
delivery of our women to the blacks was "inevitable" - and standing in the way
was like crossing the woman's legs, and trying to stop the birth of what he said
was "Nature's insistence on equality"!!!
He got a STANDING OVATION - just as the earlier black ball player had in the
audience!
Once more, I watched the fanatic few rise up applauding wildly the moment he was