Tuesday, October 09, 2007

The White Man's Burden

Today's Milwaukee Journal Sentinel noted a sharp decline in military enlistments among Blacks and Latinos. Certainly, TV news photos show few Blacks (Other that the specially selected "Front Office" examples) walking about the combat zones of Iraq and Afghanistan.

Perhaps such non-volunteers do not like a war waged in accordance with our democratically passed laws OR have any wish to serve the nation OR elect to run the risks of being murdered by other Blacks in the combat zones of the USA OR prefer to stay at home and study Arabic OR are just cowards.

As usual, the majority (Mostly men) will have to take up the burden and defend the nation and true civilization---And pay the taxes to support a largely Black-and-Latino prison population, the children of children and the costs of illegal immigration (Which are greater than its benefits).

The White Man's Burden
by Rudyard Kipling

Take up the White Man's burden--
Send forth the best ye breed--
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness,
On fluttered folk and wild--
Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
Half-devil and half-child.

Take up the White Man's burden--
In patience to abide,
To veil the threat of terror
And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
An hundred times made plain
To seek another's profit,
And work another's gain.

Take up the White Man's burden--
The savage wars of peace--
Fill full the mouth of Famine
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch sloth and heathen Folly
Bring all your hopes to nought.

Take up the White Man's burden--
No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper--
The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Go mark them with your living,
And mark them with your dead.

Take up the White Man's burden--
And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard--
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah, slowly!) toward the light:--
"Why brought he us from bondage,
Our loved Egyptian night?"

Take up the White Man's burden--
Ye dare not stoop to less--
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloke your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent, sullen peoples
Shall weigh your gods and you.

Take up the White Man's burden--
Have done with childish days--
The lightly proferred laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years
Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgment of your peers!

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