The Day Barack Stood Still

By Michael-Louis Ingram
Updated: October 28, 2008

King, look into your heart. You know you are a complete fraud and a great liability to all us Negroes. White people in this country have enough frauds of their own but I am sure they don’t have anyone at this time that is your equal.

You are no clergy man and you know it. I repeat, you are colossal fraud and an evil, vicious one at that.

King, like all frauds, your end is approaching. You could have been our greatest leader.

But you are done. Your “honorary” degrees, your Nobel Prize (what a grim farce) and other awards will not save you. King, I repeat, you are done.

The American public, the church organizations that have been helping – Protestant, Catholics and Jews will know you for what you are – an evil, abnormal beast. So will others who have backed you. You are done.

King, there is only one thing left for you to do. You know what it is. You have just 34 days left to do (this exact number has been selected for a specific reason, it has definite practical significant (sic). You are done…

–excerpt from the 1964 letter which was sent to Dr. Martin Luther King before he could accept the Nobel Peace Prize. This was part of several thousand documents which were declassified and edited in blackout fashion as part of the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s counter intelligence program (COINTELPRO)

PHILADELPHIA — It has now come down to the final days; and sometime late in the evening on November 4, Barack Obama will be able to sit – while the rest of the planet stands still.

Just as the space traveler Klaatu landed his craft in Washington, D.C. in the science fiction epic, “The Day the Earth Stood Still,” Barack Hussein Obama (be proud of your name, my brother)’s trip seems to some as if he just jumped off from a Mothership of a similar ilk.

Called everything by everybody, Obama has been human and humane while dealing with many who would treat him as if he were not of this earth.

Death threats, cries of “terrorist” and schemes designed to objectify him into a target suitable for termination because of the power structure’s realization he could well be the sum of their fears — an intelligent, capable Black man ready to destroy every fabric of stereotypical dysfunction and lead the most powerful nation on Earth like none before him – because there were none before him – is now in plain sight of the eyes of the world.

In 1960, a similar scenario existed with John F. Kennedy’s run to the Presidency. Catholics, women, and of course, Black people – everyone who, from society’s take at the time, was on the outside looking in became infused with hope that things were really going to be better.

Now nearly 50 years later, sons and daughters of those on the left, right and center of the policies endured under the current administration have collectively shone so much positive light on this brother, one can only hope for the best.

Even those experiencing the full brunt of joblessness, war, lack of education, and an economy which has siphoned so much green from black, white, yellow red and brown hands that grey is the color of their present, can carry on with a purpose, knowing a Change is gonna come…

And in the sports world, how will that change manifest itself with the Fear of a Black President?

Will the winning teams of the major sports leagues be as passionate in coming to the Black House for the handshake ceremony and photo op?

Will ownership in sports leagues be encouraged by an admitted basketball fan like Barack Obama? Could it lead to a new NBA franchise in Seattle, with potential minority owners?

Will Brat Selig be as enthused in having President Obama throw out the first ball on opening day for the Washington Nationals, or for that matter, Chicago’s Cubs and White Sox?

Will the admitted right-wing leanings of many of the NFL owners give them pause in their interaction with a Black man as the nation’s leader?

Will our Winter Olympic team go to Vancouver in 2010 and meet on the Black House lawn or will some jerk kid who was jealous of his Black teammate in the previous Olympics cause a scene because he doesn’t like the color of his new President?

When a call comes from the Black House to a World Series MVP, will the party accept the call or leave our nation’s leader on hold?

Will the NCAA shake in its shiny shoes as a president Obama announces sweeping reforms in collegiate athletics and advocates student-athletes being paid?

Will Hank Williams, Jr. lose his Monday Night Football singing gig to George Clinton because of the way he dogged out Obama? “Bow-wow-wow-yippee-yo-yippee-ay” indeed!

Could this Chocolate City candidate have enough flava to sweeten life for all its citizens and not just those green with more than envy in the outlying vanilla suburbs?

Just as there is nothing harder to stop than an idea whose time has come to pass, there are those who will not stoop to any level of indecency to maintain the status quo.

The many generations of those who kicked a million asses to get it and a billion more to keep it; those and their apostates will stop at nothing to warn about the threat to their way of life.

Like Klaatu in the movie, others were warned about what to do should a monster like Obama be released unto an unsuspecting populace.

Radio talking heads and media columnists are chanting the phrase designed to stop the alien Black menace: ” Phucyu toxik Neegro.

But unbeknownst to the mobs, Obama has already unleashed his weapon – a giant of earth and steel, forged in areas like the Black Hills of Montana and Black neighborhoods in every major urban center.

From White Plains to the white majority farm states like Iowa; from the red clay of Georgia to red states previously immune to Democratic influence.

The hulking sentinel standing by Obama’s name is VOTE; and through its piercing eye hums the pulse of an entire nation.

So each time the phrase is uttered; every time ” Phucyu Toxik Neegro” is screamed over the airwaves or written to inflame editorially or cooed between winks of assured intent the masses will “do the right thing,” the order is given – VOTE!

I am leaving soon, and you will forgive me if I speak bluntly. The universe grows smaller every day, and the threat of aggression by any group, anywhere, can no longer be tolerated.

There must be security for all, or no one is secure. Now, this does not mean giving up any freedom, except the freedom to act irresponsibly. Your ancestors knew this when they made laws to govern themselves and hired policemen to enforce them.

We, of the other planets, have long accepted this principle. We have an organization for the mutual protection of all planets and for the complete elimination of aggression. The test of any such higher authority is, of course, the police force that supports it. For our policemen, we created a race of robots.

Their function is to patrol the planets in spaceships like this one and preserve the peace. In matters of aggression, we have given them absolute power over us. This power cannot be revoked. At the first sign of violence, they act automatically against the aggressor. The penalty for provoking their action is too terrible to risk.

The result is we live in peace, without arms or armies, secure in the knowledge that we are free from aggression and war. Free to pursue more… profitable enterprises. Now, we do not pretend to have achieved perfection, but we do have a system, and it works.

I came here to give you these facts. It is no concern of ours how you run your own country, but if you threaten to extend your violence, this Earth of yours will be reduced to a burned-out cinder. Your choice is simple: join us and live in peace, or pursue your present course and face obliteration. We shall be waiting for your answer. The decision rests with you.

Will the angry masses stop this leviathan with the power of its’ command phrase, or will VOTE bring order and peace to the universe?

(With apologies to Robert Wise).