One of the things the robot historians will puzzle over is the paradox of race. On the one hand, upper-class whites, fellow whites, and nonwhites pound their fist at the alleged racism of the white majority and the society that makes these groups possible. On the other hand, the people getting pilloried for their alleged sins regarding race go out of their way to worship nonwhites. It is a condition that should not have persisted this long, but here we are anyway.
Yesterday I popped on the television to watch a college football game. I wanted a lazy day to just do nothing and watching a sportsball match from the couch qualifies. The first thing I see is a studio show with a girl and some blacks. I have no tolerance for people talking about sports for a living, so I went scanning around for the games that were scheduled. I landed on one and the color guy is a black guy who clearly has a two-digit IQ and struggles to make sentences.
Now, the color guy is always a former player, and they tend be a bit thick, but they have always been able to form sentences and at least tell a few colorful anecdotes. This guy was struggling to spit out a basic observation, despite help from the play-by-play guy. Scanning around, I see that the trend now is to make sure the booth is vibrant and diverse. The easiest way to make the call of the game as vibrant as possible is to make the color guy into a colored guy!
One reason for it is the normal leukophobia, but another reason is Afrophilia. A sizable chunk of the audience is assumed to worship black people. That white remnant that is so vilified by the beautiful people for their antipathy towards blacks actually worships black people. They want nothing more than to be confirmed by a black. They are justified in organizing their life around watching sportsball because the magical black guy on television loves sportsball too!
It is not just that sports are loaded with magical black people in the presentation. The games also come with the lectures from the beautiful people on race. One team gives out a special number because it was worn by their first black player. The guy was not particularly good as a player, but he allowed the white fans to touch his robes and wash his feet. It is an insane paradox that the robot histories will never be able to unriddle, no matter how good their artificial intelligence.
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