Crackers of America, Dearborn welcomes you.
My name is T.R., and I am a cracker.
It’s clear from its context that when New Black Panther and Democratic poll watcher King Samir Shabazz talks about crackers, he’s using the most INCLUSIVE sense of that term to make sure all white people are included. He says, “I hate white people – all of them! Every last iota of a cracker, I hate 'em.”
I actually never heard the term “cracker” until I was well into adulthood, and I never knew it was a racial pejorative. And then I understood it to connote poor Southern whites, and used as a synonym for a redneck, white trash, a hillbilly, etc. Geneo-victimologically speaking (that’s my newly coined term for the scientific study of ancestry for the purpose of pinning down which other group of persecutors owes you the most in reparation payments) my background is working-class Irish-Catholic and French-Canadian. I think both groups have historically been most resentful, for different reasons, of British protestants. Personally, some of my favorite people have been British protestants. So far, no one has paid us any reparations.
But if you’re just judging me by the color of my skin, then I’ll proudly wear the name, “cracker.”
Once again, with absolutely no thanks to the mainstream TV and print media, it’s getting better known that King Samir Shabazz, who used a nightstick to prevent white people from voting against Obama, proudly and loudly declares that he hates all white people.