Let me clarify a few things, if that is even possible with the rambling ways of my mind, filled with way too many words. I am not a racist. A racist to me is someone who doesn't like another person because that person is a member of another race, in the most basic sense.
I've always been a positive person, even to the point of telling many people through the years that I've been blessed with a happiness gene, if there even is one. I don't know much about the slavery issue, much like the American Indian issue, other than what little I've read or seen on TV or the movies through the years...like most other people. I made the decision at a late point in my life, to believe what I want to believe. Why believe the worst in people, things that brings down the human spirit? One of the things I believe is that not all slaves were abused. Some might have had pretty good lives, relatively speaking, compared to the shit-hole conditions they were accustomed to in Africa. I've read that when slavery was abolished, some slaves chose to remain there. They didn't all flee en masse, running in the opposite direction. I also like to think that there might have been some Africans who boarded the boats willingly, without kicking and screaming. I imagine it to be relatively few, but I think it's possible. Is it true? I don't know and it doesn't matter because it's only what I choose to think. I don't like the thought that slaves were flogged every night or horsewhipped for something as little as stealing the plantation owner's watermelon. Maybe they were, but that's a depressing thought so I think otherwise. I never said you had to think like me. I just share my thoughts because that's what we do here. I envision some of them making music at night from their private quarters behind the mansion....strumming on the old banjo and playing spoons with their other friends. Why does this make me a racist? It seems like some people on here think if you have anything but a negative thought about these enslaved people, it makes one a racist. That's fine if you choose to think that-it's your call. Yes, slavery is a bad thing and is to forever be condemned, but when it happened, American society hadn't evolved, yet, to those higher standards of ethics. That doesn't make it right, but it was allowed to happen by our government at that time in history and we've grown from it. We're on our way to better race relations but, unfortunately will probably never get their 100%, on the racism thing because of the evolutionary DNA thing that has us inherently leery of others who don't look or believe that same way as so others of our "same kind"...survival of the fittest in it's most elemental sense. It's what got us here today.
Anyway, I'm trying to corral my thoughts here. I continue to think not all cops are bad because some have abused their power while other people think all cops are bad and it's a systemic racism problem. Maybe it is, but I chose to think otherwise, because thinking it's a systemic racism is a depressing thought and would make me angry...triggered in condemnation and that's not a way I want to be in the later stage of life...it's not how I want to go out. Likewise, I don't think all slaves were abused. Most were treated with at least a little respect. I imagine some of them developed likable relationships with their owners. Yes, some slave owners were abusive to them but I think through the media we are led to believe many were hung from a tree for something as little as looking cross-eyed at the plantation owner's daughter. Maybe they were, but I think higher of the basic human spirit. Does this make me a racist or as TMP put it so succinctly, a Piece Of Shit? Think what makes you happy or think what makes you angry.
FWIW, a friend of ours, a neighboring Black lady, lost her 8 month battle to breast cancer just last month. Jacque Watson was her name. She never told anyone but her daughter living in Bloomington of her condition and with the Covid hitting, we lost a lot of social contact but my wife kept communicating with her, never knowing of her rapidly deteriorating condition. We used to party together, even attending a couple IU football games, tailgating on the grassy knolls south of the stadium. She was a big IU fan. Last night with a bonfire and the full Harvest Moon rising above the valley, a small group of us saluted her as we felt her spirit. So when so many gang up on me as being a racist for saying the blanket statements, "slaves were happy to be there" or "slaves boarded the boat willingly", when that's not what I said, I don't question what's wrong with me for thinking some might have, but what's wrong with them for thinking it's impossible, which to them qualifies me as some lowly racist piece of shit. Perhaps it helps them think better about themselves, but that's okay...for them.
You are what you think you are. The miracle of life is a beautiful thing to see, for whatever was and ever will be, is now becoming. It's getting better all the time.