LeBron James and Tamir Rice


The most absurd notion turned expression in the English etymology is “If that was me.”

It’s almost always uttered by someone of little accomplishment about a perceived misstep by somebody of significant accomplishment.

The reason it’s absurd is because it presupposes an immediate switching of places, like, say, if as of right this second, I became said accomplished person, I would behave such-and-such a way.

The point this notion misses is that the reason the accomplished person is accomplished is because of all the correct steps taken all along the path that led to that point.

In other words, the reason that’s not you is because everything you’ve done already has led you toward being who you are.

Now deal with that.

Along those lines, it breaks my heart to see the shit LeBron James has been taking lately, some of it from people who should know better.

Punks that we Black people can be sometimes, it seems onvenient that after the subhuman police officer that killed 12 year-old Tamir Rice wasn’t even charged with a crime, there wasn’t a call to start making Molotov cocktails or a rash of economic vandalism that set the city of Cleveland, Tamir and LeBron’s city, back to the Stone Age.

No; somebody thought the best way to handle things would be to call upon LeBron to sit out games as a form of protest.

Now, exactly how and why should LeBron James be responsible for the act of one vile animal? Have we not the decency or courage to confront the real villain?

Worse than that, in the wake of the Michael Jordan era of Black athletes and their sociopolitical Hellen Keller routine, LeBron was already a refreshing relief.

He wore hoodies as a tribute to Trayvon Martin and an “I Can’t Breathe” t-shirt to rep Eric Garner.

To ask him to do something as selfish as boycott his own team’s games – and only a person that’s never truly been a part of a team couldn’t understand how selfish that would actually be – would be asking him to be something he’s not.

He’s a basketball player, not a political leader.

Writer Shawn King, who I respect a great deal, has also gone on record for taking LeBron to task, contrasting him against Muhammad Ali.

That was such a wild comparison that I almost had to stretch my eyes to make sure that they were working after reading it.

Nobody’s a bigger Muhammad Ali fan than me – I’ve watched the “Rumble in the Jungle” maybe 50 times – and as such I know that almost every single one of Mr. Ali’s political positions were a reflection of his religion, even his decision to reject induction to the United States Army.

Mr. King must think Muhammad boycotted those fights he was barred from participating in between 1967-1970.

Mr. King should also know better than anybody the limitations of his profession because after all, wasn’t it the late, legendary Amiri Baraka who once quite famously wrote, “Will the machine gunners please step forward” without ever bothering, of course, to volunteer to actually be a machine gunner himself?

The best thing that LeBron could do would be keep playing ball as well as he can, Mr. King should go back to writing and so will I.

Meanwhile, for those so eager to tell LeBron what to do, how bout this: first, warn to evacuate all the people in the areas you intend to, ahem, “protest”, then get a bottle.

Then get some rags or some rolled up newspapers, something that’ll burn

About the Author

Dickie Bhee is a self-styled lunatic, a Renaissance showman, a Class A, Grade A buffoon, a nigga that believes in the greatness of Niggerhood a social gadfly and a genuine Man About Town. Also: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B01E7NYMP4

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