In 1947, Brooklyn, New York was a great place to live. Ebbet's Field,the Home of the Brooklyn Dodgers, was one of the bright spots of a communitywhich was still civilized. At that point, the population was almost fullyemployed. Most of Brooklyn's children were high school educated. Many ofthem had attended and graduated from one of many colleges and universitiesthat prospered in the New York to Boston sprawl.
Ebbet's Field was one of the premiere icons of baseball, and it was oneof the reasons to be proud of Brooklyn. Those were the good days. However,as the Commissioner of Baseball, Branch Rickey's well meaning decision tobring Jackie Robinson, the first American ex-slave to ever play professionalball in the National Baseball League, to play for the Brooklyn Dodgers,turned out to be one of the primal indicators of Brooklyn's imminent fallfrom American civilization, precipitating an avalanche of blackness whichwould plunge Brooklyn into a total hell hole, one so darkly deep that ithas never emerged from its racial catastrophe to see the light of day, norwill it if the social planners have their way. If a city can be destroyedthrough social engineering, totally destroyed in a new type of anti-majoritywarfare, a war in which no cannons ever needed to be fired, only a few milliondollars each year from the federal government producing endles pain, socialand structural destruction, and seizure by a million dysfunctional misfits,Brooklyn is the supreme example of how it is done. Jackie Robinson was thedeflector, the person used to turn the heads of Brooklyn's citizens towardthe base plates at Ebbets Field and away from what was destroying theircity around them as they gazed at Jackie Robinson.
With the exception of its final outcome, history is not an indictmentof Jackie Robinson who lived his life splendidly, for Jackie played whatwould be his sinister part in Brooklyn's destruction like a royal king ofsuperior lineage fighting a passive war in an uncharted wilderness. For,Jackie Robinson's conduct on and off the field was, for the most part, withoutanything approaching the excremental blemish of American ex-slaves in ourmodern society with all of its implications of decadence, statuatory rapes,incest, babies out of wedlock, and especially by comparison to those Americanex-slaves who are seemingly sworn to slay and suck dry the mighty Goliathof American civilization through their incessant political chatter, screamsfor food stamps and free housing, and by their refusal to work as they danceout their eternal hatred of their ex-slave masters, who actually numberedless than 1% of the white population in this mostly free country.
The great irony of the American ex-slaves is their lack of historical insight.The America they hate was not really a country, but was a series of highlyindependent states hidden and without roads to connect them in the wildernessof a gigantic and totally unexplored Continent of free men and free land.Most of the states had no African slaves at all or very few who were merecuriosities, slavery being a concept foreign and destestable to most immigrants.It does not occur to our American ex-slaves of African descent that mostEuropeans, again like them, were not really free but were themselves enslavedas indentured servants for a period of long years of work to pay for theiroften deadly, disease ridden, fearful, and terribly expensive voyages fromEngland which were paid for in advance by their masters.
Unlike Jackie Robinson who was allowed to play baseball for a living whilebeing both applauded and jeered by blacks and whites, these European indenturedservants were treated, in many cases, far worse than African slaves, becausetheir 21-year indentures ran out eventually, so their masters gave themthe hardest, most hazardous assignments, especially towards the end of theirindentures, many of them dying in mines, construction cave-ins, and ironfoundry explosions. Africans like Jackie Robinson, on the other hand, livedfar longer, because they were given lesser jobs, many of them serving ashouse attendants and field hands, many considered as members of the family,performing light work which was no harder than pioneers had always performedin the American wilderness, 99% of them working tirelessly with neitherslave nor indentured servant and after serving 21 years of indenture themselves.Jackie Robinson, on the other hand, has been called a martyr. However, hismartyrdom is far less severe than that which was suffered by Europeans ontheir flimsey wooden boats and in their Masters' stinking mines. However,American ex-slaves have the habit of vengefulness which Europeans do nothave toward past indiscretions by the masters they encountered in theirevolutionary ascent.
Jackie Robinson was a careful American ex-slave who was able to restrainhis African emotions for a long time, something that many ex-slaves in Americaand in Africa have not been able to do as they continue to tear apart thevery fabric of our society every day of the year. Jackie Robinson and thenational past time was a prognosticator of the future, of a time when EuropeanAmericans who filled Ebbet's Field in the warm summer evenings would stopattending the national past time for fear that American ex-slaves like JackieRobinson would kill them outside the ball park as they continued to do ona regular basis as the years went on, until the Dodgers found the ball parkempty, the fans terrified to attend, and moved to Los Angeles where theproblem of American ex-slaves had not yet occurred. But the move to LosAngeles solved the problem only for a short time. In the future, once againAmerican ex-slaves of low African descent would be moved into The CalifornianBasin of luxurious middle class homes where "Leave It To Beaver"was filmed. Liberal social programs were used to destroy Los Angeles andits environs with the same tenacity in which unwise social engineers tookBrooklyn down in a spectacle of ex-slave murder, terrorism, riots, robbery,assaults, and dope dealing, all the things for which so many American ex-slaveshave become famous in our lifetimes. All the while their neighborhoods werebeing ruined, Americans were fed black athletes on the platter of baseball,football, and baseketball, watching heroes in a different flesh than theirown which helped to deflect their anger at what was happening around them.After all, if you didn't like blacks, how could you like Jackie Robinsonor Majic Johnson? They were blacks, weren't they? What if other blacks weremurdering people near the stadium? If you got inside, it was safe.
Now, Los Angeles is filled with minorities on all fronts just as wasBrooklyn. Parts of it have been set afire by African Americans on severaloccasions. In the past twenty years, millions of whites have tossed in thetowel again. The have gotten out, before the murders get even worse outsidethe ball park.
Is it baseball that did it? Is it Jackie Robinson?
Or is it American ex-slaves, illegals, Hispanics, or Asians combined? Itdoesn't matter. The whites are on the move once again, many returning tothe Heartland States, because they are again afraid of being killed on theirway to the ball park, wearied by so many years of the ongoing American Wardeclared by Congress against them through a thousand programs such as SectionEight and wondering where they are going to have to move the next time aroundand how much housing value they will lose this time, because they know theirown government isn't straight, isn't supporting the majority as it is supposedto, and isn't going to stop doing this and let them live in peace and dignity.
Hey, Jackie, baby. Thanks for ruining us, guy. If it makes you feel anybetter, Jackie, you helped our government planners to do it, dude. Hopeyou enjoyed it.
Whatever the FBI or President Truman had on Branch Rickey to blackmail himinto hiring Jackie Robinson for no reason in 1947, it must have been good.Perhaps a little bimbo he didn't want his wife to find out about, I wouldguess. That's more than enough to cause most married guys with no backboneto sell out their race. He probably didn't figure it would destroy America.
He was wrong. Wasn't he? Think not? Visit Ebbet's Field today, and takea look.
Oh, yes. Did I tell you? Jackie isn't there, and you will be the only whiteperson around. There will be alot of blacks, though.
Yea. Wear a bullet proof vest.