Whipping Boy?

Man, I'm really starting to not like this guy. Look, men in America have turned into pussies. If it's not "country music" purporting to tell the tales of "men" who miss their daddies, their dogs, and dangummit! their old buddies (you bunch of fucking girls!), then it's gangsta rap peddling an obviously-phony, moth-eaten old plot about the power and the money, the money and the power. Oh, and the bitches. Never forget them.

That's pretty much settled in our cultural memory bank. What's not, and linked above, is this weird interpretation of modern black American life that holds the men somehow outside the realm of study and understanding. The author wants to make a point about women and welfare/workfare and he does it fair enough. But men, those damn inscrutable black men, well they just cannot be understood except as "losers" whose lives in reality probably amount to fleeing child support and being unemployable. And, there's the "white hand." Never forget that, either.

There is an interesting and unconscious omission that happens at this point in the aforementioned article, p. 4. What if we followed the female links a little farther, would we find that black men in part are socially and economically handicapped by the women in their lives? I'm a big "nurture" guy and I think that it's weird when mothers come out to shelter and defend their grown-ass male children from everybody from the cops to the teachers to the judges to the media. In fact, I'm not sure I know any black men who don't have a dependent relationship with all the women in their lives, and that's got to mean something. What, after all, is the value and the effect of having a permanent, unconditional emotional/financial crutch that stays hidden at your pleasure (like, for example, when you're out laying the groundwork for that pesky "loser" status) and then can be summoned whenever you are in need?