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A crazy person is one who does the same thing over and over again expecting different results.

– Albert Einstein

Symposium – “Black Democrats and the Battered Wife Syndrome”

Socrates (470-399 B.C.) a famous Greek philosopher from Athens who taught Plato, and Plato taught Aristotle. Socrates used a method of teaching by asking questions. The Greeks called this form dialectic – starting from a thesis or question, then discussing ideas and moving back and forth between points of view to determine how well ideas stand up to critical review with the ultimate principle of the dialogue being veritas – truth.

Characters

  • Socrates (psychologist)

  • Jowakka (aka “Baby Girl”), a metaphor for black liberal Democrat voters

  • Franklin Clinton (a synthesis of the two most popular Democrat presidents)

  • Big Mama (Jowakka’s “uneducated” but wise grandmother who raised her)

Prologue

Socrates: We are here gathered today at my academy to discuss politics, political alliances and how for good or for evil they can affect a person, a people, a race, a nation and control their collective destiny. Today we will discuss the following question – Why have black people in America faithfully voted for liberal Democrats at more than 92 percent, yet year after year for more than 76 years bitterly decry that …

Jowakka: “The Democratic Party is disrespecting us, using us, abusing us – taking our vote for granted?!”

Part 1: The psychologist office
Dr. Socrates (to Jowakka): I sat with you week after week, holding your hands in solidarity, month after month, weeping with you through boxes of Kleenex, year after year since 1932, for 76 years, vowing that this would be the last year, that you would never be disrespected, taken for granted, used and abused again. You swore that this year, 2008, would be different. You would look at yourself in the mirror and say, “This is it!” “Enough is enough!” “You’re better than this!” … or are you?

Part 2: The familiar fist vs. the vote?

Jowakka: (To Franklin Clinton) But then you drove by my house wearing that fragrance that I love so much on you (Liberalism No. 5), your hair coiffed just so, your suit tailored just for your body. You took me out to the restaurant you said was my favorite place to eat – Burger King. You even outdid yourself this time and got me some extra cheese on my Whopper. You promised me that 2008 would be different. No more abuse. No more familiar fist, that you would be true and faithful to me, to me alone … that’s what you said on Tuesday …

But I saw you again in her arms on Friday, gaily strolling down the boulevard going into “The Pump Room” – a high-class restaurant in Chicago that don’t even sale cheeseburgers. This was the last straw! I’m voting for another man this year, but who? Who can I trust? What politician can I believe in who won’t take me for granted and abuse me without fear … who won’t lie to me year after year?


Part 3: The wisdom of Big Mama’s house

Jowakka: That weekend I drove down South to Big Mama’s house way out in the country. She’ll tell me what’s what. She has so much wisdom for a woman that only finished grade school. Surely she will have the answers for me … for thee … for my liberty.

Big Mama: Hey Baby Girl, is that you!?

Jowakka: Yes, Big Mama. It’s me, your Baby Girl. How are you?

Big Mama: What’s wrong Baby Girl … ? That man done broke your heart again, didn’t he? With all his high-fallut’n promises –

Franklin Clinton: “Baby, I’m going to give you this, Baby, I’m going to give you that … Baby, I’m going to give you the WORLD!”

Big Mama: Where is Franklin Clinton now, Baby Girl?

Jowakka: (In tears of anguish) Big Mama, you were right. What can I do to heal my past to change my life, my destiny?
(Big Mama kept right on rocking in her tree swing and gazed heavenward in a blissful expression, then looking at her granddaughter in a rather severe manner saying … )

Big Mama: What’s your grandfather’s name?

Jowakka: (Condescending tone) I thought to myself, Big Mama must be hard of hearing or getting old. Poor Big Mama, she didn’t even hear my question, or if she heard it, she didn’t understand it. As I repeated my initial question, Big Mama interrupted …

Big Mama: I heard you the first time! “It doesn’t say ‘stupid’ here!” (pointing to her forehead). Will you answer my question? She asked sternly.

Jowakka: I’m so sorry, Big Mama. My grandfather’s name was Theodore Roosevelt Cowser. Why do you ask? Grandfather’s been dead for more than 25 years.

Big Mama: Baby Girl, I’m just tryin’ to answer your question. You said you want a change in your life, that you are tired of being used and abused. You said, “What can I do to heal my past, to change my destiny?” Your grandfather was born in September 1902. His father named him after a great man who was president at his birth and one of our greatest presidents. His face is even carved in that great big monument, right?

Jowakka: Yes, Mount Rushmore, Big Mama. It’s in South Dakota.

Big Mama: That’s right, Baby Girl. What political party was Theodore Roosevelt, Democrat or Republican?

Jowakka: Republican, Big Mama.

Big Mama: And what political party helped fight against the evils of slavery, the Klu Klux Klan, who supported the Abolitionists, Frederick Douglass, Sojourner Truth, Harriett Tubman, Abraham Lincoln, Booker T. Washington and all the great black leaders before 1933 – before FDR so completely and utterly beguiled our people with the false god of big government?

Jowakka: Republicans, Big Mama.

Big Mama: Then why do our people year, after year, after year, after year vote for liberal Democrats, the party that gladly sacrificed hundreds of thousands of their own sons of the South to keep you and your people slaves forever? The party that to this day think of you as third-class citizens and since FDR’s “New Deal” and Lyndon Johnson’s “Great Society” programs, spent trillions of dollars making policies to keep you in poverty, uneducated, unemployed, ignorant, imprisoned, drunk, drugged-up, frustrated, angry, pathological and most importantly … dependent on “Masser Big Government”?

Jowakka: Democrats, Big Mama.

Part 4: The choice

Socrates: Indeed, well stated Big Mama. Let us hear the conclusion of the matter. Jowakka, if you truly want a change in your life, then you must change your thinking. Forsake Franklin Clinton, for he will only pimp you, abort you, use you, abuse you and make you his slave. Put away that familiar fist. Consider a divorce and eventually dating other people, considering other ideas. Ideas won’t kill you, but you may find the one thing your people have been longing for in vain these 76 years since the political idolatry of FDR – life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

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