White Rage

I could give a shit about any specific context. On their face, they show your true feelings about slavery versus the industrial revolution. For you, life as a piece of property was possibly miserable, but working in a northern factory as a free man was certainly miserable. They speak for themselves. They show your beliefs. And those beliefs are ones that I passionately disagree with. I would rather die than live in any status other than freedom.

When it comes to dishonest strawman claims, only Jarod the Counselor exceeds you. You just can't help erupting with this kind of stupidity can you?
 
and lets not forget all those kind and benevolent slave owners.... the kind that just gave their slaves their freedom and a $300K nest egg...

they were so darned nice, those benevolent and avuncular plantation owners, that slavery was a much better way to live one's life than as a free factory worker up north.... you remember... where the misery was CERTAIN as opposed to only POSSIBLE misery as a piece of sub-human property as a slave in the south.

When it comes to dishonest strawman claims, only Jarod the Counselor exceeds you. You just can't help erupting with this kind of stupidity can you?
 
Of course you couldn't. It would be indicative of what I was actually was saying, which would compel you into an honest conversation, which you would in turn obviously lose.

the underlying premise is what I take issue with.... I do not care how many clauses in mitigation you add to your basic premise, it still stands that slavery equals possible misery and factory work equals certain misery.

You can put a million coats of lipstick on that pig... you can buy her a pair of big tits and a nose job... you can dress her up all fancy, she's still just a pig. Slavery in the best of circumstances is life as property.... something that you clearly can condone and accept as long as there is a chance of that $300K payday at the end of the rainbow, I guess.

Live free or die.
 
the underlying premise is what I take issue with.... I do not care how many clauses in mitigation you add to your basic premise, it still stands that slavery equals possible misery and factory work equals certain misery..

Under the situations I put forth, which you remove.

The underlying premise being, that not all slaves lived the "whipping post" caricature you like to throw around. I proved my point with numerous academic citations. You, on the other hand, just throw around Hollywood imagery.

I would suggest you try digging around for some uplifting stories of children coal miners. Maybe of the coal companies educating them, setting them up in businesses, etc.

Get back to us on that, OK? :rolleyes:
 
Perhaps this can get you started:

http://historymatters.gmu.edu/d/5571/

Work in the coal breakers is exceedingly hard and dangerous. Crouched over the chutes, the boys sit hour after hour, picking out the pieces of slate and other refuse from the coal as it rushes past to the washers. From the cramped position they have to assume, most of them become more or less deformed and bent-backed like old men. When a boy has been working for some time and begins to get round-shouldered, his fellows say that “He’s got his boy to carry round wherever he goes.”

The coal is hard, and accidents to the hands, such as cut, broken, or crushed fingers, are common among the boys. Sometimes there is a worse accident: a terrified shriek is heard, and a boy is mangled and torn in the machinery, or disappears in the chute to be picked out later smothered and dead. Clouds of dust fill the breakers and are inhaled by the boys, laying the foundations for asthma and miners' consumption.

I once stood in a breaker for half an hour and tried to do the work a twelve-year-old boy was doing day after day, for ten hours at a stretch, for sixty cents a day. The gloom of the breaker appalled me. Outside the sun shone brightly, the air was pellucid [clear], and the birds sang in chorus with the trees and the rivers. Within the breaker there was blackness, clouds of deadly dust enfolded everything, the harsh, grinding roar of the machinery and the ceaseless rushing of coal through the chutes filled the ears. I tried to pick out the pieces of slate from the hurrying stream of coal, often missing them; my hands were bruised and cut in a few minutes; I was covered from head to foot with coal dust, and for many hours afterwards I was expectorating some of the small particles of anthracite I had swallowed.

I could not do that work and live, but there were boys of ten and twelve years of age doing it for fifty and sixty cents a day. Some of them had never been inside of a school; few of them could read a child’s primer. True, some of them attended the night schools, but after working ten hours in the breaker the educational results from attending school were practically nil. “We goes fer a good time, an‘ we keeps de guys wot’s dere hoppin’ all de time,” said little Owen Jones, whose work I had been trying to do. . . .

As I stood in that breaker I thought of the reply of the small boy to Robert Owen. Visiting an English coal mine one day, Owen asked a twelve-year-old lad if he knew God. The boy stared vacantly at his questioner: “God?” he said, “God? No, I don’t. He must work in some other mine.” It was hard to realize amid the danger and din and blackness of that Pennsylvania breaker that such a thing as belief in a great All-good God existed.

From the breakers the boys graduate to the mine depths, where they become door tenders, switch boys, or mule drivers. Here, far below the surface, work is still more dangerous. At fourteen or fifteen the boys assume the same risks as the men, and are surrounded by the same perils. Nor is it in Pennsylvania only that these conditions exist. In the bituminous mines of West Virginia, boys of nine or ten are frequently employed. I met one little fellow ten years old in Mt. Carbon, W. Va., last year, who was employed as a “trap boy.” Think of what it means to be a trap boy at ten years of age. It means tosit alone in a dark mine passage hour after hour, with no human soul near; to see no living creature except the mules as they pass with their loads, or a rat or two seeking to share one’s meal; to stand in water or mud that covers the ankles, chilled to the marrow by the cold draughts that rush in when you open the trap door for the mules to pass through; to work for fourteen hours—waiting—opening and shutting a door—then waiting again for sixty cents; to reach the surface when all is wrapped in the mantle of night, and to fall to the earth exhausted and have to be carried away to the nearest “shack” to be revived before it is possible to walk to the farther shack called “home.”

Boys twelve years of age may be legally employed in the mines of West Virginia, by day or by night, and for as many hours as the employers care to make them toil or their bodies will stand the strain. Where the disregard of child life is such that this may be done openly and with legal sanction, it is easy to believe what miners have again and again told me—that there are hundreds of little boys of nine and ten years of age employed in the coal mines of this state.
 
Is she? Have you been to Sanford Fl? I have.

On what basis do you call Darla these perjoratives? Do you have any proof whatsoever? It is especially interesting, since for the most part, both sides of the aisle recognize both her intelligence as well as her excellent analytical skills especially in all things political.

So, Truth Deflector, put up or shut up. Provide proof of Darla's stupidity or shut your mouth for once and for all.


Provide proof of Darla's stupidity ?......her post speaks for itself.......race baiting, stupid, convoluted, full of unsubstantiated accusations and innuendo, and debunked a hundred times already........

Intelligence being relative, compared to you, she is indeed, more intelligent.
But then, so is evince
 
Under the situations I put forth, which you remove.

The underlying premise being, that not all slaves lived the "whipping post" caricature you like to throw around. I proved my point with numerous academic citations. You, on the other hand, just throw around Hollywood imagery.

I would suggest you try digging around for some uplifting stories of children coal miners. Maybe of the coal companies educating them, setting them up in businesses, etc.

Get back to us on that, OK? :rolleyes:

Remember, you are dealing with a dishonest low information hyper partisan expat twit living in a Mexican slum. Don't expect to have an honest or intelligent debate with IT.
 
Provide proof of Darla's stupidity ?......her post speaks for itself.......race baiting, stupid, convoluted, full of unsubstantiated accusations and innuendo, and debunked a hundred times already........

Intelligence being relative, compared to you, she is indeed, more intelligent.
But then, so is evince

BINGO; but remember you are talking to a fat leftist retard who gets a hard-on just reading her ignorant stupidity.
 
and still taft continues with his rather bizarre premise that slavery in the south really wasn't all that bad, and that being someone else's property was, in many instances, better than being a free man working in a factory north of the Mason-Dixon line.

To that I will ALWAYS say, bullshit. If you are property, you are NOT free, and, even if your owner is benevolent, he can still, sell you to someone who isn't. Slavery is ALWAYS worse than freedom. Always.
 
and still taft continues with his rather bizarre premise that slavery in the south really wasn't all that bad,

And still Maineman continues with his mischaracterization of what I said.

Which can only lead us to assume he had no problem with sending child labor down into coal mines.

:awesome:
 
Intelligence being relative, compared to you, she is indeed, more intelligent.
But then, so is evince

Speaking of mining, you're digging into some real depths here...

Where would the intelligence of a mussel on the half shell fit in here?
 
and still taft continues with his rather bizarre premise that slavery in the south really wasn't all that bad, and that being someone else's property was, in many instances, better than being a free man working in a factory north of the Mason-Dixon line.

That's not what he said you ignorant lying race hustling leftist dunce. Once again we see a lying expat living in a Mexican slum fabricating false strawmen to argue against. And you wonder why people point at you and laugh.

To that I will ALWAYS say, bullshit.

No; what you erupt with is bullshit you lying leftist expat living in a Mexican slum.


If you are property, you are NOT free, and, even if your owner is benevolent, he can still, sell you to someone who isn't. Slavery is ALWAYS worse than freedom. Always.

Who claimed they weren't property and that slavery is better than freedom you dishonest lying leftist expat dunce?

That's right; NO ONE. This is why any attempt at intelligent and coherent discourse is impossible with leftists. They erupt rather than think and then spew strawmen arguments and race hustling claims to shut down anyone who disagrees with their vulgar stupid bullshit.
 
once again: Taft's own words.

Slavery (being owned as someone's property) = possible misery
Northern factory worker (free man) = certain misery.
 
once again: Taft's own words.

Slavery (being owned as someone's property) = possible misery
Northern factory worker (free man) = certain misery.

Being dishonest about the same thing for three straight times does not make you more honest. It merely earns you a Moron Hat Trick. :rolleyes:

Meanwhile, 40 years after the end of slavery, morally superior Union states like Pennsylvania were allowing children to be forced to work endless hours deep down in their coal mines, which you contend would not be a life of certain misery.

Maybe Hollywood just needs to do a film about happy child miners; playing the banjo, singing, dancing, wheezing with black lung. Besides, a six year-old coal miner had options a slave never had, right? :rolleyes:
 
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so.... you are now saying those were NOT your words?

liar.

We already addressed this. They are my words that you dishonestly removed from a carefully constructed context.

Are you now you going to try this one more time and again have three foolish posts on the same topic?
 
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