A Potpourri of Shorties

U.S. Representative, Ilhan Omar of Minnesota, is under fire for referring to Israel as an "apartheid regime." She is not the first prominent American to tell the truth about Israel. Former president Jimmy Carter wrote a book, "Peace, Not Apartheid", detailing the systematic abuses of the Israeli government - the primary beneficiary of American foreign aid - against the Palestinian people. What the Israelis inflict upon the Palestinians today is kith and kin to the systemic apartheid the South African regime once heaped upon its black citizens. And, no one, besides her, President Carter, and a few others in America seem to care. 

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Al Sharpton, at Tyre Nichol's funeral, called Nichol's family attorney, Ben Crump, "America's black attorney general." Utter hogwash. Attorney Crump is the quickest "ambulance chaser" in America, today. That's all. Gloria "Me, Too" Alred is the second quickest.  

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Headline: "CHATGPT passes U.S. Medical Licensing Exam." That is artificial intelligence - Generative Pre-trainer Transformer - a computer program that can spit out professional papers, expert prose, poems, songs, etc., at the push of a button, and attribute the writing to any Tom, Dick or Harry you please. It is a time-saver, a money-saver, (indeed, some medical folk say, "a lifesaver"), and it will absolutely put some writers out of work. 

For writers who have committed their lives to their craft, CHATGPT is more formidable than a dragon. Now, I know how John Henry must have felt when he heard about that "bleeping" steel-driving machine.

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There is a terrible civil war going on in Myanmar, courtesy of a military junta that has replaced the country's democratically-elected leaders in a coup. Tens of thousands of innocent civilians are being killed; over a million of its citizens have been driven out of their homes into the cold. Almost no one knows about this war. Why is that? Perhaps because the people are not white; perhaps because these brown-skinned Burmese do not look like Ukrainians.  

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Speaking of guns: Ask yourself, if given the chance to live in a community where everyone has a gun or a community where no one has a gun, which community would you choose? Your answer is America's answer to 400 million guns on its streets.  

The "Load Managers"

The National Basketball Association has a problem. many of its players have no respect for its regular season. They would rather "sit out" games - call it "load managing" - while basking in their pre-playoff auras. Poor Commissioner Silver does not know how to address this vainglorious sloth. (Begging the players to "suit up" - "for the fans, the fans" - does not work.)

Try this commissioner: Chang the way you appraise their regular season performances. Currently, the scoring title goes to the man who averaged the most points per game over the regular season. He can play in as few as 65 games of an 82-game schedule and still be crowned scoring champion, despite someone who has played in every game and has out-scored him by hundreds of points. Simply award the scoring title to the player who scores the most points. That way, these prima donnas will have to play in as many of the scheduled games as possible to achieve the honors they crave. 

The same goes for rebounds, assists, blocked shots, etc., just like homerun and RBI champions in baseball, and touchdown and yardage leaders in football. For the biggest awards - Most Valuable Player, and Defensive Player of the Year - base their very consideration for such awards upon their availability to play. Insist that players play 90% of the schedule or a minimum of 73 games for any chance at MVP. That way, they will not sit around "load managing." Rather, they will play in every game they possibly can, and will save those precious eight games over the minimum for when they really need a day off. 

Though they are men, these NBA players cannot be trusted to honor the game they profess to love. The work ethic that saw Michael Jordan, and many greats before him, play every scheduled game no longer exists. 

Time to revive that ethic, Adam Silver, even if it means leading your pampered stars to center court like one would lead thoroughbreds to the starting gate. Put honor back in the game... for the fans, for the fans. 

Get the Bag

There is not a single African-American star in all of Major League Baseball. That has not happened since Jackie Robinson broke the color barrier in 1947. What has happened to us? We can't sing, we can't fight, we can't play baseball anymore. 

Coming up in the 50s, baseball, and boxing were all there was in sports. There was no football or basketball to speak of. Boys in the black community dreamed of being the next Willie Mays, Hank Aaron, Joe Louis, and Sugar Ray Robinson, and we acted like it. We played baseball every day after school and sparred with one another between innings. They were skills that could only be honed out of the dust and dirt of boyhood. From our generation came the likes of Ricky Henderson, Joe Morgan, George Foreman, and Muhammed Ali. When boys dream, they become.

Followed a generation that produced Griffey, Bonds, Frank "The Big Hurt" Thomas; and fighters like Evander Holyfield, and the iconic Mike Tyson. Came titans out of football and basketball, as well. And music: Much of what we call "Rock 'n Roll" today was derived from white folks speeding up the tempo of the rhythm and blues blacks sang in the 50s and 60s. And, how do we quantify black folks' gift of jazz - that purely American art form that blew the doors off of musical expression? Man, we were something. We were beautiful. We were chosen. 

Then, almost suddenly, the door closed. How are we special, now? We are good at selling drugs, forming flash mobs, looting, and shooting people from moving vehicles. (Nobody does it better.) We are unparalleled in our ability to write rap songs about drug dealing, flash mobs, and drive-bys. And, when all else fails, we can always revert to the old standby: Act a damn fool.  

It would be wishful thinking to say we are at a crossroads; we are not. We passed that place decades ago, when we chose the easy way out - when we chose instant power in guns, and instant fortune in drugs. What comes quickly, comes without a soul.

African-America has become a nightmare - self-hating black men with little respect for life, especially black life. count the dead in Chicago, Baltimore, New Orleans, etc., etc., etc. We have become champions of death... the death of a great community. 

How could our run have been so brief - less than a hundred years? Now, all they talk about is "the bag." "Get the bag."  I suppose that means money. Hmmph. "The bag" will no more save us than thirty pieces of silver saved Judas.