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100 years

There is another class of colored people who make a business of keeping the troubles, the wrongs, and the hardships of the Negro race before the public. Having learned that they are able to make a living out of their troubles, they have grown into the settled habit of advertising their wrongs—partly because they want sympathy and partly because it pays. Some of these people do not want the Negro to lose his grievances, because they do not want to lose their jobs…

There is a certain class of race-problem solvers who do not want the patient to get well, because as long as the disease holds out they have not only an easy means of making a living, but also an easy medium through which to make themselves prominent before the public.

-Booker T. Washington

Posted by Claire on 03/20 at 08:22 PM
  1. We tell drinkers that alcoholism is a disease. And they are the victims.

    We tell kids who don’t do their homework to work on their self-esteem. They are victims.

    Now, I find out, courtesy of Senator Obama, that I am a “typical white person.”

    Anybody got any victim points for me? Whadda I get, mebbe 50?

    Posted by OregonGuy  on  03/21/08  at  07:40 AM

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