America was a pretty cool place back when I was able to dial it in via that GE tube radio, with a big crack in the yellow plastic housing.
That bedside radio brought a couple of Chicago rock and roll stations to my bedroom back in the middle sixties. WLS and WCFL. I can remember their respective jingles. That was an America I felt I knew and understood.
That was an America that had a legacy of racism, but was working hard to heal. People like Muhammad Ali and MLK inspired people on both sides of what was delicately termed, at least by those wanting to be delicate, as the "colour divide." Those seemed like hopeful days.
Alas, a half century later, things do not seem nearly as hopeful. There is no one on either side who can bridge that divide. Instead, we have a so-called movement, that has been entirely co-opted by corporate interests, being promoted everywhere in corporate media as the sole legitimate representative of everyone ever victimized by white supremacy, which of course translates into everybody who isn't white.
Bear in mind that this theology is being flogged by a billionaire class that is almost exclusively white.
There's a reason BLM has all that establishment support. As long as they can keep us at one another's throats, we'll never have a chance to gang up on our common enemy.
That prospect scares the shit out of them.
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