Does this confuse you?
Now if you’re saying to yourself “clearly this young athlete is not black”, you’re still missing the point. But if you’re wondering what exactly is the end-game of these people who scream for an end to racism while broaching race every. moment. they. get… then, you’re on to something.
The ‘racial tension machine’ is well-oiled, and writers like Peggy Shinn of teamusa.org do their part to keep the fire stoked. Skin colour gets the headline in Peggy’s piece, despite the fact that the story presents a journey that should inspire every soul.
You see by invoking race, the desired effect is to present people of colour as victims constantly trying to squirm from underneath the jackboot of ‘white’ oppression. Kelly Curtis’s story, at least in the teamusa.org article, portrays none of that. Actually, it shows how many different people from different walks of life helped her on her way to the Beijing Olympic Games. Shin tries her level best to sell ‘race’, but anyone who has even a cursory knowledge of sport isn’t buying.
In the article, Shinn is told by Curtis via phone call from the Yanqing Olympic Village that she “didn’t really see too many people that look like me or had a similar background… So it just never seemed like a door that would be open.”
So, let me get this straight. Curtis, 33-year old daughter of former NFL’er John Curtis, a heptathlete at John’s alma mater Springfield College, grew up playing basketball and doing track and field in Princeton, New Jersey… had never heard of the Jamaican Bobsled Team at the ’88 Olympic Games in Calgary? Kelly’s parent’s never crashed on the couch with her as a youth to watch that Disney classic Cool Runnings? (Incidentally, it’s a story about a once-respected white guy who is pivotal in qualifying a group of obscure black men from Jamaica to compete in the Winter Games.)
Kelly Curtis honestly never believed a door like that would be open to her?
Perhaps the race-baiters would like to lay that blame at the feet of mother, Debbie?
Adding more absurdity to the theme is the fact that Curtis actually decided to try bobsled in the summer of 2013. “She did so well that she was invited to a bobsled driving school program in Lake Placid that December. She was 24 at the time.”
Apparently, there was an absence of bigots in the Lake Placid office the day they were filling their program.
Do you see just how ridiculous this whole thing is? But then, it’s more than ridiculous. It’s diabolical.
Curtis could have simply stated, as she does intimate in the article, “hey you know what?… I’m not a fan of freezing temperatures, let alone competing in them… but I love sports, grew up the daughter of a pro football player, and well… y’know… just wanna be the best person I can be.”
But you see, there’s no gloss in that. Monetizing “be the best you can be” is a tough racket, these days. And Team USA’s woke PR machine won’t squander a golden opportunity, even if the tint is more than a bit off. I dunno… maybe you can give them a bit of credit for not re-touching the pic.
And here’s what makes it more diabolical. Otherwise intelligent people who know the game, won’t say anything. They’ll just let it slide, even as Marxist ideology threads confusion throughout a culture that has become the drunk trying to navigate his way home in the pitch black, stumbling on the railroad tracks.
The Shinn article doesn’t unite, but drives the wedge further into the wound.
Many moons ago, when I was a reporter for Rogers Sportsnet, I found myself engaged in a brief conversation with fellow Sportsnet co-workers up in the press box at (then) Air Canada Centre. It was between periods of a Leafs game, and one of the ‘black’ reporters was complaining to the ‘white’ reporter (I really loathe using those terms) about the opportunities he wasn’t getting. When they turned to me to ask if we should see “more of us types” on anchor desks, I said flatly, “I would absolutely hate it if I was given that job… any job… based on the colour of my skin.” They were nonplussed.
There is much confusion being knitted into society’s fabric. God is not the author of confusion. And if we love Him, it’s our duty to call out the insanity when we see it.