Chapter 640: Still a class issue
"What do they want to do? Do they really think that slavery has only been over for fifty years and that it will be gone forever?" Hearing the roar in the microphone, Sheffield couldn't help but move away a little, and only pulled the microphone back after it calmed down.
The news that could make young Morgan roar was nothing more than Das Kapital and the Internationale from the headquarters of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, as well as the plan to destroy the black political party in an organized and premeditated manner, which was learned by some powerful and well-informed people.
Among these powerful and well-informed monopoly capitalists, there was a banker with a bad temper. He happened to call the slave owner and even felt that the phone call was not enough, so he arranged a face-to-face meeting.
"Well, you can talk anytime you want." Sheffield's eyes flashed with a cold light and he laughed. Sure enough, racial issues would not make Morgan Jr. lose his composure like this. If he wanted a tycoon of Morgan Jr.'s level to take him seriously, he would still have to deal with the class issue.
According to information obtained by the New York Police Department, the heads of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People, including Du Bois, are now all detained in the New York Police Department. These leading figures are very lucky and none of them died in the street clashes. It turns out that all organizations have their ups and downs.
Sheffield swore that this was the first time he had seen a banker and an oil tycoon like this. Just from their expressions, it was clear that both of them were in a very bad state, especially Rockefeller Jr., who had completely lost his usual elegance and politeness, and his eyes became fierce. As for Morgan Jr., he didn't even look like this at Morgan Sr.'s funeral.
"Oh, my two friends, you know New York has been in a mess recently. I didn't want to come here. I was even planning to take an airship back." Sheffield sighed leisurely, "My hometown is still the best. At least it's very peaceful now."
"Indeed, I haven't heard of any chaos in the south. What did you do?" Little Morgan's heart moved, and he recalled that it seemed that he had indeed not heard of anything happening in the south.
Pulling chairs over and sitting down, Sheffield said leisurely, "This question is more complicated, I will explain it slowly. Each state in the South has its own state law to implement separate but equal laws, and each state's laws are slightly different. In some states, blacks cannot get on the public tram system, and in some states, blacks can only get on and off the bus from the back, and cannot look directly at white women. Blacks cannot go out on the street after 6 o'clock in the evening, etc. In fact, most states do a good job of separate but equal separation, but do a poor job of equality."
"We are a little different in Texas. Ninety percent of the black people there are our family's original labor force. Segregation is also strictly enforced, but equality is also very strict. There are almost no black people working in agricultural production in our country, which is of course because of the existence of slavery."
"But the black people in Texas don't have this problem. They have managed our land quite well. The places where they live also benefit from the output of the farms. They have built schools, churches, hospitals, etc. From the perspective of public opinion, the citizens of Texas also accept these black people. What these black people hate most is not the white people, but the black people from other places. The United Company has black factories, and the Black Gold Company has black armed forces. They treat them equally. The black people get as much as the white people. But there is a prerequisite for this: they must be obedient!"
What the slave owners said about black people being unwilling to engage in agricultural production was definitely not nonsense. It can be said that except for those black people who needed to fill their stomachs, the entire black community left the agricultural sector after the Civil War.
Sheffield believes that this consequence is equivalent to a tree without roots. It is too easy to sweep away the endless water. One hundred years later, blacks have no roots in the United States, and there is a huge reason for this and the lack of black people in agricultural production.
Morgan Jr. had been listening to Sheffield's words. He looked at Rockefeller Jr. and shook his head slightly, saying, "It can't be done. Especially your Texas approach, which is almost impossible to implement nationwide."
"I know!" Sheffield nodded. As for the deeper reasons, the white community certainly does not want to see the black community really take root in this land. Coincidentally, due to the memory of slavery, black people are unwilling to engage in agricultural production, which is something that white people are happy to see.
This is what makes black people in Texas different from black people in other places. From the moment they followed the Union Army to fight against the federal government, except for their skin color, black people in Texas have been completely different from other black people.
Other blacks worked for a salary, drank and hung out, while blacks in Texas worked, traded harvesters, and saved money for their children to go to school. Waiting for the call of the United Company, the local blacks had become similar to the role of African chiefs, helping the captains who came to Africa to capture blacks and sell them to America. The blacks led by Martin Luther King's family were helping the United Company deal with their own people in exchange for political status in Texas.
Even the Martin Luther King family understood that the fact that they did not encounter obvious discrimination in Texas, and even that Martin Luther King II could become Speaker of the Texas House of Representatives, was entirely based on this comparison.
"It took your family many years to train a scab like this. It's unrealistic to expect other places to be as patient as yours." Rockefeller Jr. shook his head and said, "Is there any other way?"
"Yes!" Sheffield nodded, waving his fingers. "Restart the Liberian migration plan. Talk to all black people in the United States and ask them who is willing to return to Africa?"
The return to Africa plan lasted for fifty years. A total of more than 10,000 blacks returned to Africa and established a country called Liberia. However, the plan was interrupted due to the Civil War.
Sheffield discussed the plan again. After thinking for a while, the two shook their heads and said, "There are only a few black people who go back. I dare say they don't want to go back to Africa."
This is true. The United States was not as powerful as it is today. It is unrealistic for black people to give up their current environment in the United States and return to Africa to start over. Moreover, although Liberia is one of the few independent countries in Africa, it has a bad relationship with its neighbors. The black people who returned to Africa used the colonization they learned from America on the local black people.
"We can uphold the principle of voluntariness and make it clear that if black people in the United States choose to stay, they should not expect to be treated completely fairly. I also understand that black people in Texas can be successfully supported in a small place. Now, black people account for one-tenth of the population in the country. No one has the capital to support an entire ethnic group. If they stay, they will be subject to the segregation law. If they go back, we can support them to carve out a niche in Africa." Sheffield paused and added, "It's completely based on the principle of voluntariness."
In addition to what happened in New York, a series of violent acts against black people are foreseeable.
The three of them, who had lost their conscience, talked about the racial issue, but this issue did not occupy much space. It was just a fig leaf for the federal government to give black people the right to choose. But they all confirmed that the vast majority of black people would not choose to return to Africa.
The problem at hand was more thorny, but Sheffield did not take the initiative to talk about it. After asking Louisa Morgan for who knows how many times whether she was safe in the past few days and whether she was disturbed by the recent chaos, little Morgan finally couldn't help it, "William, don't you have more important things to do?"
"As a man, how can it be unimportant for me to care about my woman?" Sheffield said helplessly, "You say, I agree with your opinion."
At this point, Sheffield still looked unaware of the class issue, and he only talked about black people. He successfully deceived the two giants. The slave owner kept the topic on black people and did not arouse the suspicion of Morgan Jr. and Rockefeller Jr. Who was Sheffield, a slave owner? It was normal that he only cared about the racial issue and did not find the class issue in this incident.
"How do we deal with Wallin, Willard, and Ovington?" Rockefeller Jr. had to speak up. "They are all white people, William. We are not facing a black problem. It is another bigger problem."
He held back his laughter and listened to Rockefeller Jr.'s explanation of the dangers of Das Kapital. Sheffield said solemnly, "It seems that the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People is plotting something big."
"They want to overthrow our United States!" Morgan Jr. emphasized the word "Ours" very strongly. "The National Association for the Advancement of Colored People has a big problem. It's full of antisocial villains."
"This adjective is very good!" Sheffield gave a thumbs up and applauded Morgan Jr.'s courage in defending class interests.
"No kidding, it's time for all of us to unite together. You are right that we can use racial issues to cover up our goals." Rockefeller Jr. pointed out, "We must bury these people completely."
So this is the true face of Rockefeller Jr.! Sheffield thought so in his heart, and finally nodded and said, "What should we do?"
Although this atrocity was planned by Sheffield himself, after the fire was lit, the initiative naturally fell into the hands of the two people in front of him. No one would believe their gnashing teeth if they told others about it.
Some of the gnashing curses, coming from the mouth of the gentle young Rockefeller, are enough to make one's jaw drop.
"This is not a racial issue. We need unity, William!" Seeing Sheffield's indifferent look, Rockefeller Jr. couldn't help but emphasize, "The Democratic Party is in power now. Don't take it lightly. This time we need you to be serious and put your serious attitude on racial issues on these real enemies."
"Not really. The people you're talking about are all white." Sheffield spoke in a pretentious manner, trying to demonstrate racial unity and clarify who are friends and who are enemies.
"It is precisely because they are white that they are even more hateful." Little Morgan's face was filled with anger. Even these people knew that they were hiding under the guise of equal rights for black people. We must teach these people a lesson.
It's still a class issue after all! After listening to the persuasion for a long time, Sheffield nodded and agreed with a skeptical look.
(End of this chapter)
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