Ada — Tuesday may qualify as one of those defining moments in the growth of this country.
You know, days when you get the feeling that something has clicked — that crystal clear moment when a nation divided, is almost unanimously insulted? A moment when the good in people rises up to smack down a hideous intruder?
Every so often we’re hit with one of those moments.
NBA owner Donald Sterling, bless his wicked excuse of a heart, was caught on audio, complaining to his girl friend about her “being seen with black people,” and bringing black people to “his” games, i.e. his L.A. plantation.
Donald Sterling didn’t like that. And a nation, once exposed to this NBA owner, didn’t like Donald Sterling.
An argument had ensued about racism between Sterling and his trophy girl.
It was as if Sterling kept sinking in his own quicksand, the trophy kicking him in an area where his conscience should have been.
Racism has been around forever. That this man was an active practitioner of it should have surprised no one.
Except that Donald Sterling is the longtime owner of the Los Angeles Clippers, a team made up mostly of highly talented black athletes — professionals who have been trying to win an NBA title for him.
They are professional business men who wear short pants at work and expend a kind of labor their ancestors once put forth without pay in the cotton fields of the south.
I had just finished reading a depressing report detailing a return to segregation taking place in the nation’s public schools. After all these years you couldn’t help but feel a sense of hopelessness.
No matter how much progress we make as a nation, we can’t seem to get rid of the maggots.