I’ve looked really hard at why Juneteenth was named a holiday and why, given that you’d want to celebrate when a message was delivered (vice what the message conveyed) you’d want to title it in bad English. It’s almost as if you were playing a racial game; as if you were poking fun at that element of our citizenry. If I were black I’d be embarrassed that my fellow blacks joyfully accepted this studied insult.
Some little scratch at the surface meaning of the holiday reveals that it is the day that blacks in one city of the US found out that the thousands of whites that died for their freedom were successful. Is it a holiday in honor of those lost lives? Nope. It honors nothing. It’s a black holiday just to remind folk that Dems wanted black folks to know they value them enough to give the 87 percent of Americans that aren’t black another holiday and a good laugh (at the bad English) at the expense of the 13 percent.
But no matter, as Genesius Times points out, we’ve managed to replace one master with another. A kind and gentle master, but a master none the less.
