Most know that the Black slave was abused in a myriad of ways. Few, however, pay much attention to the more esoteric, if you will, forms of abuse. One of these more esoteric forms of abuse was, believe it or not, in the diet of these kidnapped and enslaved individuals. And though I really am fighting the urge to get further in the weeds on that issue, I must save it for another time for that is not the point of this piece; but I did need to mention it. Essentially, the slave was given the discards or offal from whatever livestock existed.
Pig’s feet was one of them.
As if refusing to stand for the sacred, and racist, anthem of the United States were not enough Colin Kaepernick, my new favorite athlete, has doubled down on his convictions by wearing socks at practice with an image of a cartoon-like pig in a police hat in protestation of the continuous police murders of Black people in America.
I literally had to steady myself writing this because I was racked with fits of glee, pride and yes… laughter.
One of the reasons that I had no desire to continue a career in law-enforcement was because of the inherent racism/Blackism of the craft; and that’s what it is a “craft” it is not a profession. Though my intent was to spend only a brief time in that craft for the experience before entering law/graduate school, it was a lot briefer than even I anticipated. I have told the story on-air and in numerous op-eds about the FTO I had (Field Training Officer) who regularly used the term “Jungle Bunnies”…in front of me.
So, amidst the ridicule and veiled racist statements about him, Colin has taken a stand once again. His motives have been questioned, he’s been threatened in all kinds of ways, his “credibility” has been attacked and his “patriotism” has been scrutinized yet…that young brother is standing his ground. Definitely showing more courage than the cowards that are apt to respond to this op-ed.
Like I have said many times before, I have met some great cops but they tend to be the exception rather than the rule. Shout out to Paul DeJong from the San Bernardino Sherriff’s Department, Deputy McCall from that same agency, Detective Richard Simmons (ret.) from LAPD’s 77th Division and one of my mentors, Special Agent Ernest “The Godfather” Benefield (R.I.P.) L.A. Airport Police and Federal Housing Authority and last, but hardly least, California Highway Patrolman B. Markos about whom I will be authoring a piece very soon. The CHP, overall, is the most professional law-enforcement agency I have ever come into contact with. However, these individuals are exceptional, they are not the rule.
That having been said, I must now go and order my Kaepernick Jersey (#7) and, though I detest the thought of them (let alone eaten them) grab myself some…
Gotta figure out how to cook ‘em.