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The Clippers CANNOT win


Let’s be clear.  I like the guys that play for the Clippers.  Chris Paul is my favorite point guard in the game, has been for a long time and what can you say about Blake Griffin?  Every time he gets a lane to the rim my heart skips a beat in anticipation.  I even like the rest of the team but that being said, them fools cannot be allowed to win the NBA Championship.  Not this year.

I won’t go in on Donald Sterling and his browned skinned rent-a-freak.  That shit has been covered at length.  There is something much bigger at stake than those two.

The reason that it would be be horrid if the Clippers took the title is that it would send the message that not only was Sterling’s bigotry not that big a deal, it was an effective business plan.

When talking race in America, you will eventually run into the argument: “Well Oprah made it, why can’t the rest of you niggers pull yourself up by your bootstraps?”  No, I don’t know what bootstraps are, but that’s not important.  The argument is that because a rare few have made it in spite of racism, racism must not be that bad.

I promise you, even if no one has the balls to say it, if the Clippers even make the finals, that is exactly what Americans of all colors are going to internalize.  We are going to point at Chris Paul’s success and totally ignore all of the average random Americans of color that racism crushes day in and day out.

Secondly, it will validate the plantation system that major sports have followed for way too long.  It’s no big secret that a majority of the ownership in major sports is White and the majority of professional athletes are people of color.  I don’t see how in 2014 people still see coincidence there.  I will give the NBA a little credit in that it doesn’t seem to think, as a whole, that a Black man can’t coach a team but even then, the leash seems to be a little short.  Ask Mark Jackson about that.

Donald Sterling isn’t about to lose a dime on selling his team.  Oh, his kid’s, kid’s, kids might miss out on the great seating and tales of the nigras that they great, great grand pappy used to own but somehow I think they’ll turn out fine (Isn’t that right White people that still run the southern United States).  It is the people of color that have the most to lose in this whole situation as Donald Sterling’s mouth gets overshadowed as his boys keep bringing in that crop… I mean keep winning games.

I wish every player on that team the utmost success in their careers; just not this year.  With every win they get, everyone that fights for equality loses.  I’m not calling for the team to boycott.  If you get paid millions to suit up, you suit up.  Get ya money, Doc Rivers.  I’m just saying if the situation isn’t enough to get Russell Westbrook to play a little bit more defense, I’m not sure the struggle isn’t already lost.

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