’m not black. And so I
don’t know what it’s like to be black. And I’ll never know what it’s
like to be black. But I think that if I were black, I’d be
outraged by the whole idea known as affirmative action.
You see, for the life of
me I can’t see any difference between what Rudyard Kipling
implied in his poem about the White Man’s Burden and what the
proponents of affirmative action imply in their militant support of
it.
Here’s how Kipling put
it:
Take up the White Man’s Burden
Send forth the best ye breed
Go, bind your sons to
exile
To serve your captives’ need;
To wait in heavy
harness
On fluttered folk and wild
Your new-caught, sullen
peoples,
Half-devil and half-child.
Now what’s implied in
those eight lines? Simply put, two things:
1. Blacks are inferior to whites. They
are uncivilized, dark in habitual mood, and like children.
2. If whites don’t take care of the
blacks, then they will go down the drain, so to speak, because they
can’t make it in life without help from their
"betters."
Now is the theme of
affirmative action any different? I don’t think so.
Implied in it are the notions that (1) blacks are inferior to whites and
(2) if whites don’t make special allowances for the presumed
inferiority of blacks, then they'll fail in life because they can’t cut it on
their own.
You know, it’s pretty heady
stuff to believe that someone else’s future is totally in
your hands. It kind of puts you on the side of the angels.
Guaranteed to inflate the ego.
But tell me, since
when do the likes of Martin Luther King, Jr., Thomas Sowell, George
Washington Carver, Leontyne Price, Clarence Thomas, Colin Powell,
Louis Armstrong, and a host of other blacks of extraordinary
achievement need a handicap?
Think about it. 