by Burt Prelutsky

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I would find it very difficult to be a black person in 2018. It’s not just that I’m a conservative, which would put me out of step with most of my relatives, friends and neighbors. But I would be treated like a traitor to my race if, after granting that slavery was an evil practice, I would selfishly acknowledge that, in spite of the pain suffered by my ancestors, I was eternally grateful that I had reaped the benefits by being born in America.

I recall that back in the 1990s, a black reporter for the New York Times wrote an article to that effect, but I don’t recall any others having the guts to come clean on the dirty little secret that millions of others, including those holding elective office or earning millions of dollars in sports and entertainment, must share.

Blacks can claim otherwise, but I don’t see any mass migrations taking place from Chicago to the Congo. I hear a lot of claptrap about how oppressive life is for people of color in this country, but I don’t see any of them even escaping to Canada, a sanctuary nation just a bus ride away that shares a common language.

Instead, they stay put in places like Detroit, Baltimore, Seattle and St. Louis, collect welfare, vote for scam artists, gripe about how tough they have it and, all the while, embarrassing themselves by constantly harping about white privilege.

A subscriber, Dan Parker of Ocean Park, Washington, wishes that someone would conduct a poll of black Americans, asking if they regret that their ancestors were brought here in chains. My bet is that a huge percentage would feel compelled to lie, even if it meant they would have been born into a life that involved abject poverty, not to mention sharing space with lions, crocodiles and modern-day Arab slave traders.

⦿ As obnoxious as it is when middle-class blacks pretend they’re spending the live-long day picking cotton, it’s even worse when millionaire football players go out of their way to express their contempt for the country that provides them with fame and fortune for running around and catching footballs.

The NFL has gone out of its way to provide a home for black ingrates, while giving the finger to those who actually pay their salaries.

As Joe Neuner recently reminded me, the on-field kneeling during the playing of the National Anthem is only the latest example of the league’s going out of its way to offend the folks who buy the tickets and tune in to the televised games.

For instance, in 2012, the league took issue with Tim Tebow for kneeling in prayer and wearing John 3:16 as part of his eyeblack.

In 2013, the NFL fined Brandon Marshall for wearing green cleats to raise awareness for people with mental disorders.

In 2014, when Robert Griffin III started to enter a post-game press conference wearing a shirt that read “Know Jesus, Know Peace,” the league made him turn it inside out.

In 2015, DeAngelo Williams was fined for wearing eyeblack that said “Find the Cure” on behalf of breast cancer awareness. That same year, William Gay was fined for wearing purple cleats to call attention to domestic violence.

In 2016, the NFL prevented the Dallas Cowboys from wearing a decal on their helmets in honor of five Dallas police officers killed in the line of duty. That same year, the NFL threatened to fine players who wanted to wear cleats commemorating the 15th anniversary of 9/11.

Clearly, the NFL is pretty darn strict when it comes to players trying to take advantage of their right to free speech to express support for their religion or for causes they regard as important. But when it comes to the players expressing their contempt for America, the NFL suddenly steps aside, mumbling something about not wishing to infringe on their constitutional freedoms.

What astonishes me is that there are so many football addicts in America that even after President Trump weighed in on the controversy, the league only suffered an 8% dip in viewership and revenue.

⦿ At least, when Hollywood uses its Academy Award show to display their unbridled hatred of the President and the yokels who support him, they pay a price. The ratings for the 2018 Oscars broadcast was down 19% from what they had been in 2017, when people had incorrectly assumed they couldn’t get any lower.

Hard to believe, but when Bob Hope and Johnny Carson hosted the show, it generally ran second only to the Super Bowl in the year-end ratings competition.

Even the nominations and awards, which used to hype business for the movies, no longer count for much. Partly that’s because Hollywood’s makers and shakers have their heads so far up their behinds, they can perform colonoscopies on themselves.

As Ted Baehr, who founded Movieguide, a ministry that reviews movies and TV from a Christian perspective, pointed out: “Nobody goes to see these movies. Most moviegoers see an Oscar nomination and assume it’s a sign that this is the type of movie they don’t want to see.”

The question is why anyone would want to waste time or money on a movie like “The Shape of Water,” which copped the Best Picture Oscar earlier this year. It is the story of a mute cleaning woman who somehow meets and has a sexual relationship with an amphibian creature. I suppose there will always be a fan base for bestiality, but, fortunately, not a very large one outside the confines of the movie industry, where we should all remember Harvey Weinstein, half-man/half-rodent, reigned supreme for a great many years.

In what passed for humor, the emcee of the Oscars, Never-Trumper Jimmy Kimmel remarked, in referring to Best Picture nominee “Call Me by Your Name,” a movie that celebrated the homosexual relationship between an adult male and a teenager: “We don’t produce films like this to make money. We make them in order to upset Mike Pence.”

That’s the sort of line that actually incites laughter and applause at such events. At my age, my memory isn’t what it used to be, but wasn’t there a time when comedians, even those of a liberal persuasion, were actually funny?

⦿ I believe I may have been the first person to point out that if leftists didn’t have double standards, they wouldn’t have any standards at all. But I can’t brag about the observation too much because liberals are so blatant about their hypocrisy, a small, slightly precocious, child could have beaten me to it.

For instance, when Barack liar-nObama congratulated Vladimir Putin on winning one of his phony-baloney elections in 2012, the dimwits concluded he was being statesmanlike; however, in 2018, when President Trump congratulated Putin for winning his fourth term, the Left accused him of once again colluding with Russia.

⦿ Since my last report, my list of least favorite character actors has grown by one: John Marley, whose claim to fame is that he woke up to find a horse’s head lying beside him in “The Godfather.” To my ear, the man never delivered a line that didn’t sound over-rehearsed to me.

⦿ Although I have mentioned it in the past, some people keep sending me comments by clicking Reply on my articles. I can understand that. After all, when you receive an email, you respond by clicking Reply. The problem is that for certain technical reasons, the articles have to go out via aol. My own address, however, is

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