Hey, I have an idea! Let’s round up Russell Simmons’ self-hating ass along with other willingly ignorant people and put them in a time machine! Yeah, that’s it! Let’s drop them off in the worst, most treacherous year of the slave trade, onto the worst, hottest, more oppressive plantation one could find and see how much their views and actions would change! 😀
Let’s watch as they attempt to reason with slave owners and get beaten (possibly killed) for even approaching them with such confidence and even knowing how to read or speak properly. Then, we’ll watch as they are chased down and put to work in a place where they really have no political power, are treated like animals and no longer have their opulent lifestyles. We’ll make them eat slop and survive in shacks with no heat in the Winter and no A/C in the Summer, nothing to keep the rats or the rain out. Then, we’ll make them do things that they really don’t want to do like get placed on an auction block and sold off like their favorite stripper.
Speaking of stripping, there’ll be lots of that! Some strange white man will violate your manhood and have the liberty of looking you over before he buys you like a work horse. He’ll give you a full-on cavity search to make sure he’s getting his money’s worth.
I want Russell and company to see first hand what their actions in the present have done to bring absolute shame to the legacy of those who actually deserved the kind of freedom that they enjoy today. In fact, I want them to switch places. Let’s literally trade them!
I’ll trade them for the purchase of my great-great-great grandparents’ freedom. Let’s trade Russell Simmons and friends for some people who would actually make good with it. You know, people who would have built flourishing empires if they could have had the chance; people who just wanted to celebrate their families and cultures in peace. People who just wanted to prosper without having to look over their shoulders for threat of barbaric, blood-thirsty, greedy, racist opportunists who reveled in the torture and capitalization of Black flesh.
I would rather it be their backs slashed and mangled by hundreds of whip lashings, their backs being broken under the hot sun, their genitals mutilated at the accusation of a white woman’s rape, rather than those innocent victims that actually did value themselves and the people that looked like them.
I know for certain, that if placed on the same plantation as Harriet Tubman, they’d be the first to snitch and likely the first to meet her pistol, because they’re weak! They’re weak and they have no heart. They’re opportunists, they lack compassion, and they are self-hating. To think that they use their wealth and prestige to hamper progress of a people only makes me wish that someone…anyone who would have appreciated this opportunity back then could be traded and liberated.
Yeah, I said it.