I have never felt all that impressed with Pete Buttigieg and it appears a great deal of African-Americans feel the same. Michael Harriot from the Root has published an essay that has caught this candidate for president disparaging black families in previous remarks. These candidates can denigrate black people and think it won’t be reviewed at a later date.
I trust none of the candidates because politicians rarely do what they promise. By now we all should know this whole business of promise making is just a tactic to get votes. There are too many fluid variables to make promises in the first place. As stated previously I believe Harris and Booker before trusting the BBBB( Buttigieg , Biden, Bloombery, Bernie) Squad would act in my best interest
Seven thousand three hundred twenty-two dollars.
I hid it in a white Piggly Wiggly bag in the back of the dishwasher. Every single time I returned to that tiny apartment, I opened up that Navajo-white Kenmore dishwasher and made sure it was there. It was not a gift. It was not a reward. It wasn’t even mine.
And it still wasn’t enough.
I am from what most people would call “the hood.” The bad section of town. You know—where black people live. During the crack revolution of the late ’80s, to get to school every day, I would give a friendly nod as I walked past the early-rising dope boys. I meandered through the projects and—if it had recently rained—I waited for someone to help me put a 10-foot long wooden plank across the ditch that separated the black part of town from the bucolic neighborhood where the only high school in town was located. If no one was there, or if a prankster had hidden the makeshift bridge, then I had to either leap across or walk the long way around, adding an extra 15 minutes to my morning walk. Our neighborhood had no bus, so either you walked that balance beam behind the projects, took the 30-minute stroll or you said: “
I never said fuck it.
But if I did, it wouldn’t have been because of a lack of role models. If I had chosen to keep my mama’s lights on instead of making that daily trek, my decision wouldn’t have been based on a tropological dearth of “motivation” or communal ambivalence. As I grow older, I realize that I was not gifted, talented or even diligent.
I’m just a lucky
Presidential candidate Pete Buttigieg is a lucky
He attended one of the best private schools in the country that was quite literally on the campus of one of the best colleges in the country, University of Notre Dame, where his father worked as a professor for 29 years. His mother taught at an even better, more elite school. And if you ask how he got into Harvard or became a Rhodes Scholar, Mayor Pete would probably insist that it had nothing to do with whiteness. He would likely tell you that he valued education and had great role models, both of which are probably true. There is no question that he is intelligent, hard-working and well-educated.
But he didn’t have to jump a ditch.
Again, I have little faith in the BBBB Squad of which Buttigieg is part. You may tap here for the essay in it’s entirety .