By Stephanie Trussell -
I left the Donkey Plantation Party because I'm tired of waiting for Big Gov crumbs to drop.
I want more. Much more.
I wish I could take credit for coining the appropriate nickname "Donkey Plantation Party" for the Democrat Party. I heard it first on one of my favorite radio shows: Joshua’s Trail radio show out of Detroit. Elder Levon Yuille and his fearless roundtable are my North Star. They are Christian black conservatives that don’t suffer fools well. I love it when black Leftists call in, eager to label them traitors to their race. A verbal blood bath commences every time.
I escaped the Donkey Plantation after discovering conservative talk radio in 1993. Since my departure, I have become obsessed with trying to understand how Democrats continuously maintain over 90% of the black vote given they are the party that enslaved us, Jim-Crowed us, poll-tested us and these days they oversee urban plantations.
Slaves suffered atrocities we can only try to imagine.
They were given just enough provisions to exist, sometimes less. Poor blacks today that buy into the Democrat plantation way of life are grateful for crumbs from the Big Government table. Don’t get me wrong, there are plenty of successful black Democrats, yet too many routinely bash “AmeriKKKa" because a black man can’t make it here.
Their whole point is hypocritical, since the USA is the same country that has afforded them opportunities like earning well over six figures, owning luxury cars and vacationing in trendy places like Cuba. Millionaire Hip-hop and rap artists are my favorite bashers. Their lyrics describe 450 years of oppression and no hope for true freedom while they bathe in expensive champagne and still have enough money left over to buy gold and diamond grills for their teeth and luxury SUV’s. Nowhere on the planet is there another country with more black millionaires and billionaires than the United States of America.
Life on the Donkey Plantation is riddled with fear
Plantation dwellers are told the Republican Party doesn’t care about blacks and only want to take away precious social programs. If a black person even whispers that he or she are considering voting Republican they are attacked. Blacks are not allowed to support the very party that was created to abolish slavery. It is crucial to Democrats' very existence that they keep blacks on the plantation by instilling the fear that “the GOP is out to get you."
The political climate seems to be that since former slaves never got 40 acres and a mule, blacks are entitled to government-issued social programs. The Donkey Plantation guarantees “free” housing, utilities, cell phones and many other programs too numerous to list. The Democrat Party tries to market themselves as the party that’s dedicated to those less fortunate. They actually are dedicated to keeping blacks less fortunate.
There have been generation after generation of complacency, with blacks content to have their entire lives subsidized by social programs. There is nothing wrong with taking advantage of temporary assistance until you get back on track. But if a person is living in the same housing complex that their grandmother and mother lived in, that’s a problem. Systemic dependency on Big Gov from cradle to grave is a security blanket.
What happened to the 40 acres and a mule promise?
I recently read the following in the book "Whites, Blacks, and Racists Democrats" by Rev. Wayne Perryman. This is more evidence that the Democrats have never been committed to helping blacks:
1866 Democrats Oppose Reparation Bill for Blacks
In February 1866, General Sherman’s field order (which gave blacks forty acres and a mule) was introduced into Congress as a new bill, Senate Bill 60. Although the bill passed the Republican-dominated congress, the new Democratic President, Andrew Johnson, vetoed the bill, forcing blacks to return the 40 acres to their former slave owners.
How can Republicans compete with Democrats who promise freebies to those labeled "disadvantaged?"
The Left sees black skin as a permanent disability, which means they automatically need Big Gov to succeed in this cruel, racist country. When multiple generations are given provisions like food and shelter, the fire and fight in their bellies are extinguished. The sense of pride you get from earning a paycheck and providing for your family is lost to those that believe America owes them something.
Life on the Donkey Plantation is more than just voting Democrat, it’s thinking Democrat.
Bigger government equals more opportunities for blacks since whites in private industries don’t hire blacks. They love Big Union, even though unions have a history of discriminating against blacks. Uniformed black Democrats are brainwashed to believe that a good government job – or a better yet a good union job – is the best bet to live above the poverty line. They dismiss the best cures for poverty: things like capitalism, entrepreneurship and personal responsibility for self and family.
Economist Walter E. Williams has a simple plan to break the cycle of dependency on Big Government: (I made get a job #1 because I got my first job at age 14.)
- Get a job, keep it.
- Graduate high school.
- Don’t have kids until you’re married.
- When you get married stay married.
- Stay out of jail.
Because I was born black, I lived and thought Democrat until many of their core beliefs didn’t sit well with me. But I still blindly voted in lockstep with the Deep Blue Chicago Machine.
In 1989, I chose to move to an integrated neighborhood because I didn’t want my children to grow up walking through vacant lots filled with garbage and broken glass. I moved to Rogers Park, two blocks from a beach. My desire was to live in a clean neighborhood, with friendly people and good schools.
I moved from Roseland, where everyone looked like me, but apparently they needed Barack Obama to organize the neighborhood. I picked a place that didn’t require a "blacktivist" to fight for my rights. I was criticized for abandoning a black neighborhood, but I desired to have my children to grow up like I did in Lawndale in the 70’s. There we were able to ride our bikes and play hide n’seek long after the sunset without fear of falling victim to acts of violence.
It wasn’t long after leaving Roseland that I learned the tales I heard about white people were lies. Sure there are whites that don’t like blacks, but this is no longer 1965 Selma, where the government was allowed to enforce policies to keep blacks down. As my world expanded, I realized that Dr. King was right. We are to judge people by the content of their character, not the color of their skin.
After I came out of the closet as a Conservative, I learned compassionate black Democrats are quick to chant their mantra of supporting people that “look like us” until they discovered I was a Republican. My character and message were immediately dismissed, and I was called a sellout "Uncle Tom," voting against my own best interests.
Since 2012, I have regularly tuned into liberal urban talk radio. I still have yet to understand why those who look like me insist on voting for policies designed to keep them living in Shantytown conditions, attending failing schools in shooting gallery neighborhoods. Look at failing cities like Baltimore, Chicago and Detroit. None of them has had a Republican mayor in decades.
My hope is that all who are living, thinking and voting on the Donkey Plantation will wake up and claim their rightful inheritance. Our ancestors fought and died for this country. We are living in the freedom they couldn’t envision.
I, for one, am not going to waste the blessing. I reject the crumbs from the table of Big Gov.
I want the d— whole pie.
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Stephanie Trussell is featured every Sunday night on Chicago's WLS 890 AM.
