The Rev. Jesse Jackson has accused the owner of the Cleveland Cavaliers of racism, for treating multigazillionaire basketball star LeBron James as a “runaway slave.”
This is the same James who will become his own billion-dollar marketing franchise in South Beach. If only slavery were so sweet.
And the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People played a big race card, accusing the libertarian-leaning tea party movement of harboring racists.
Meanwhile, the political right is accusing the Obama administration of racism for dropping a complaint against a black thug with a club in the New Black Panther Party who allegedly intimidated white voters at the polls in Philadelphia.
With so many race cards in the air, any day now Attorney General Eric Holder might just accuse Americans of being cowards when it comes to race, right after we elect the first African-American president of the United States.
Oops. My bad.
That one already happened, didn’t it?
Jackson spent decades crying racism, even when there wasn’t any, and sometimes leveraged the race card for his benefit. That boycott against a beer company that ended with a beer distributorship for his sons sure was a beauty, wasn’t it?
It’s taken years, but Americans have finally tuned Jackson out.
There was a time when all he had to do was even think about holding a protest, and TV news cameras would gather like flocks of ravenous pigeons before the bag lady with the big sack of popcorn.
Offenders targeted by the Rev would fall to their knees, quivering like a Jell-O mold with the horrid floating pineapple chunks.
The offenders would beg forgiveness, rush off to some Orwellian Sensitivity School and ask if there was some group to which they could write sizable checks in the name of fairness and equity.
Bulletin: Americans have already stepped over the great racial divide in 2008, by electing a president who happened to be African-American.
So now, when Jackson whines that a professional entertainer easily worth a billion dollars in salary and marketing deals was treated like a slave, most of us yawn.
A few plucky souls might even lift their beer in a toast and say, “Hey, Rev? This Bud ain’t no dud. This Bud’s for you.”
Now the NAACP, an organization with a historic role in civil rights, seems to be taking Jackson’s path to irrelevancy.