by Cap Black
Anyone with eyes can see that I’m a dark Black man. That and a couple dollars might buy you a cup of coffee at a trendy shop. Two terms of Obama-inflamed identity politics makes me reassert a lifelong commitment to individualism. I’m not a one-size-fits-all person. The fact I voted contrary to 96% of my ethnicity in the last two presidential elections is one of many proofs.
The lemmings of liberalism marching off the cliff aren’t made cuter because many share my hue. Old school groupthink falls short of meeting the mark in a 21st Century America.
My robotically marching in a “Hands up! Don’t Shoot!” protest means downloading a mass delusion overlooking who is really shooting American Blacks with abandon. Some salivate over George Zimmerman’s latest arrest but can’t muster outrage over today’s death toll by “George Brotherman” much closer to home! As Martin Luther King Day nears, it’s once again worth stating that I’m an individual, not a color. Were I merely a color given human form, I wouldn’t write for this site because its owner and fellow contributors would have been dismissed as the enemy color, instead of individuals sharing the same values.
Dismissing Americans as enemies because their skin is lighter would leave me all the poorer in terms of my individualism. Look at the ethical poverty of racial collectivism and it’s all too clear why I’m an individual, not a color. Doesn’t mean I don’t know I’m Black. It means I know I’m ‘me’ and individualism, like traditional values, is infinitely more than skin deep.
Nadra Enzi aka Cap Black is a contributor to The Bold Pursuit, a security writer on touchy topics and an anti-crime activist. Cap Black Is Here! is his blog, http://www.capblackishere.wordpress.com