Colin Kaepernick started a revolution showing disrespect to our national flag and national anthem, the symbol of the very freedoms he chose to protest. He has been hailed as a hero while veterans with missing arms and legs are often ignored. I had friends who came home from Vietnam with that symbol draped over their coffin, and it was folded up and given to a heart-broken grieving wife, mother, father, child, or fiancée, and snot-nosed spoiled millionaire kids like him think they can desecrate such sacred symbols because their sensibilities have been impugned?
Not only that, Kaepernick’s protest was against white police brutality against black Americans. However, according to an article in
National Review; “In reality, a randomly selected black man is overwhelmingly unlikely to be victim of police violence — and though white men experience such violence even less often, the disparity is consistent with the racial gap in violent crime, suggesting that the role of racial bias is small. The media’s acceptance of the false narrative poisons the relations between law enforcement and black communities throughout the country and results in violent protests that destroy property and sometimes even claim lives.”
Let’s return to “this old white guy.” Beginning in 1973, until just a few years before his death, I was very close friends with three-time World Heavyweight Champion Muhammad Ali. In 1967, as a young Green Beret second lieutenant, I voluntarily took part in racial relation seminars at Fort Bragg, North Carolina, and was the only officer and only white soldier standing with black soldiers fighting for improving race relations in the military. I have fought against racism my entire adult life and would be in the forefront complaining if I believed Kaepernick’s claims had any real merit.