Sexual abuse is no laughing matter. Rape is horrific. As for Bill Cosby and the current accusations and allegations? I find myself struggling with fact vs. fiction.
Could one of the nation’s greatest comics of all time really drug, attack and rape more than a dozen women? Could America’s favorite “Dad” really veil such atrocities for decades? And what do these women gain with such allegations? Justice? Fame? Money? The questions flood my thoughts.
There’s another factor to be considered: A decades-long hate of Cosby’s approach to racial equality and division. Liberals and organizations propagating racial division will certainly delight in the destruction of Cosby’s reputation. They most certainly will applaud anything that taints his position that blacks must stand up, stand tall, end their entitlement mindsets and take responsibility for their lives.
Here’s an example of Cosby addressing at the 50th Anniversary commemoration of the Brown vs Topeka Board of Education Supreme Court Decision:
Ladies and gentlemen, these people set, they opened the doors, they gave us the right, and today, ladies and gentlemen, in our cities and public schools we have fifty percent drop out. In our own neighborhood, we have men in prison. No longer is a person embarrassed because they’re pregnant without a husband. (clapping) No longer is a boy considered an embarrassment if he tries to run away from being the father of the unmarried child (clapping) … Ladies and gentlemen, the lower economic and lower middle economic people are [not*] holding their end in this deal. In the neighborhood that most of us grew up in, parenting is not going on. (clapping) In the old days, you couldn’t hooky school because every drawn shade was an eye (laughing). And before your mother got off the bus and to the house, she knew exactly where you had gone, who had gone into the house, and where you got on whatever you had one and where you got it from. Parents don’t know that today … I’m talking about these people who cry when their son is standing there in an orange suit. Where were you when he was two? (clapping) Where were you when he was twelve? (clapping) Where were you when he was eighteen, and how come you don’t know he had a pistol? (clapping) And where is his father, and why don’t you know where he is? And why doesn’t the father show up to talk to this boy?
Yes, Bill Cosby’s message is reviled by racial dividers, haters and opportunists.
I don’t know about Cosby’s guilt. I pray they are not true – for the women, for his family. For him. For us. I do know that anything is possible and that each of us – you and me – have a public persona. And private lives that are good, bad and ugly. We all have demons, pain and tragedy. I do know that public figures fight off allegations and claims all the time. Many are true. Many are not.
I feel the outrage of these women. The shock of such claims. The sadness of an iconic man being shamed.
Let us listen. And let justice prevail.
Keep it PRactical …