Post Office: "And here's to you, Mr. Robinson Taylor." Who?

February, which, this year, was the 3rd coldest February in HISTORY for freezing weather and snow, is also "Black History Month."

You'd think they'd stick it in August when it's NICE AND HOT.

Blacks, of course, laugh that America chose "the shortest month of the year." By a day or two.

The point is to take ONE minority group over all others, and scream and shout about them. There's no Jew History Month. No Chinese History Month. No Latino History Month, even. These groups don't riot.

The big problem with Black History Month, is who the fuck do you salute? The Post Office has to issue a stamp, so this year it's...WHO? Anyone in America ever hear of this guy?

So, big deal. Maybe a few classrooms will have a teacher pointing out who Taylor was. Mostly, people who have a fetish for clogging the post office line while choosing pretty stamps, will NOT buy his. They'll buy something more decorative. Flowers. Or the one for NRA favorite, Mr. Heston. (Yes, actors are more likely to get on stamps than anyone).

My question is what spin do we put on Mr. Taylor?

Today's Niggas, who wear their pants around their thighs, stick toothpicks in their mouths, and spend most of their time being rowdy in public, use being black as an excuse. "We black. We don't get nuthin'. If we show up in our rap outfits, cursing cops and looking like we be packin' heat, we get shot like Trayyyyvon."

Well, how about this Taylor guy, who graduated M.I.T., and became an architect? Wasn't America far more racist in the Amos n' Andy days? The "back of the bus" era? The era of segregation, and almost no interracial marriage? Taylor, at the turn of the century, was a prominent architect in Cleveland.

He actually chose to return to the awful awful south, and made a name for himself in Tuskegee, Alabama as well as in North Carolina and Texas.

So what's the spin? A few school teachers will point to another black man from the post-slavery era who made something of himself? More likely, the spin will be "that's ancient history. Today black people are discriminated against worse than ever. Why, after "12 Years a Slave" last year, there was only "Selma" up for Academy Awards, and not everybody in that film got nominated."

Meanwhile, the fine, fine members of the Islam religion are coming here in droves, and are roiling with anger that THEY don't have "Muslim History Month," and that they don't have national holidays that close down banks and shut the post office for a day or two. They are growling that Christmas is big, but Ramadan is not. And that there are other solemn holy days that America damn well better respect. OR ELSE.

For those who are out of town, the post office now makes "Forever" stamps. This is confusing to people who would like to know how much a stamp costs these days, and why that number is NOT printed on the stamp.

Well, the post office keeps raising the price. 42 cents, 44 cents, 48 cents...so now, they tell you, "OK, here's the deal. Whatever price you pay for a first class stamp means the stamp is "first class" FOREVER. You can always mail a letter with this stamp, whether the price goes to 50 cents or 60 or 70." So they just mark FOREVER on it. And the line gets longer and longer as dumbass ninnies stand around saying, "What does FOREVER mean? How much is a stamp?"

Meanwhile everyone's saying "forget postage, do e-mail and Farcebook, send e-cards, do your banking on the Internet, pay your bills at your bank's website, etc. etc."

Maybe we'll have to wait for a Black graduate from M.I.T. to solve this.

Meanwhile the black face on the stamp is really telling the world that racial miseries are...FOREVER.