Prior to, let’s say, 1940, the European view of the sub-Saharan African was across the board very negative, or racist, as we have said for a long time.
Up North, down South, back East, out West, both sides of the Atlantic, down in South America,and way, way down south in Australia and New Zealand — it was universal.
White Southerners never had a monopoly on it. But like Brazil, what Dixie did have was large numbers of black folks.
So white Southerners’ relations with them was naturally more relevant than in places where they did not exist or existed in small numbers, such as up North.
Northern whites have long portrayed themselves as the champion of black folks, though they hardly welcomed them with open arms up North, and certainly not when black folks began to migrate in large numbers back in the 1930s.
In fact, the attitude of Northern whites on the issue of race and towards the South in particular has always been, going back to the early days of the Abolitionist Movement, one marked by outrageous, in-your-face, you’ve-got-to-be-kidding-me hypocrisy.
But their shamelessness has paid big dividends, as the black man has proven himself a very useful pawn of the white Left’s running war against the Conservative South.
This was understandable, because the enemy of my enemy is my friend, and the Southern white was certainly the enemy of the Southern black.
But this is no longer the case, and anyone who says otherwise doesn’t remember the year 1970 or before.
The attitude of the Southern white man towards black people in the South has radically changed over the course of my lifetime.
And the Southern black may take my word that I do, in fact, speak for the overwhelming majority of Southern whites today when I answer Rodney King’s rhetorical question: “Rodney, we do all indeed just want to get along.”
If the good white folks of Dixie want to injure Progressivism and injure it badly, all we have to do today is maintain our generally positive attitude towards the Southern black, not be baited by black or white Leftists, and, one by one, convince blacks in the middle that we have long since ceased to be their enemy, and that they remain, as they always have been, a useful and eventually expendable pawn of white Liberals and their Liberal black lackeys.
In the last 50 years, the two sides of the Southern coin have mended a lot fences and buried a lot of hatchets, regardless of what the haters in Antifa and BLM may think.
The proof is ubiquitous and may be found in the many positive relationships and interactions that my esteemed reader, black or white, can even now bring to mind.
If we can at last convince even half of Southern blacks that their traditional enemy is now their natural ally, we not only will deal a body blow to the madness of Progressivism, but also at last be on a our way towards ushering in a renaissance of Southern culture.