The once proud mammy who presided over breakfast pancakes across America has fallen. Aunt Jemima is no more. The sweetness is gone, replaced by bitter political correctness Vengeful scolds accept no excuses for past wrongs, even when those wrongs happened long ago.
The sins of the father are visited upon the sons.
The stink of self-righteousness pollutes the air.
Jesus said let those without sin cast the first stone. Suddenly, the stones were dropped to the ground and the mob drifted away.
That wouldn’t happen today.
Decades of deliberate mis-education has finally succeeded in transforming formerly mindful citizens into mindless drones.
Drones have no way to process argument. They are bio-robots, programed by forces beyond their understanding.
They can be forgiven because they know not what they do. That doesn’t mean their evil work should be tolerated.
Nancy Green was born a slave. She was paid as
a free woman by the Quaker Oats Co. to travel in costume and promote Aunt Jemima products across the land.
She was Aunt Jemima to thousands of kids who thought she was a very nice lady who made a very tasty syrup.
If they noticed her skin was black that only reminded them of many other nice black ladies they knew from church.
No one thought of her as a victim of anything
She didn’t think of herself as a victim.
She had a good job that made her famous. I don’t believe she would take kindly to being posthumously tossed from her job. Only the brainless cadre of the politically-correct could imagine she would.
Add job-killer to their other vicious maleficence.
Rest in peace beloved Jemima. (Photo: Wikipedia)