Starbucks' PROMISE Program: Free Coffee, Anyone?

“Ninety-nine percent of the time whites were in no physical danger whatsoever during mau-mauing. The brothers understood through and through that it was a tactic, a procedure, a game. If you actually hurt or endangered somebody at one of these sessions, you were only cutting yourself off from whatever was being handed out, the jobs, the money, the influence. The idea was to terrify but don’t touch. The term mau-mauing itself expressed this game-like quality. It expressed the put-on side of it. In public you used the same term the whites used, namely, “confrontation.” The term mau-mauing was a source of amusement in private. The term mau-mauing said, ‘The white man has a voodoo fear of us, because deep down he still thinks we’re savages. Right? So we’re going to do that Savage number for him.’ It was like a practical joke at the expense of the white man’s superstitiousness.
Some of the main heroes in the ghetto, on a par with the Panthers even, were the Blackstone Rangers in Chicago. The Rangers were so bad, the Rangers so terrified the whole youth welfare poverty establishment, that in one year, 1968, they got a $937,000 grant from the Office of Economic Opportunity in Washington. The Ranger leaders became job counselors in the manpower training project, even though most of them never had a job before and weren’t about to be looking for one. … In San Francisco the champions were the Mission Rebels. The Rebels got every kind of grant you could think of, from the government, the foundations, the churches, individual sugar daddies, from everywhere, plus a headquarters building and poverty jobs all over the place.
The police would argue that in giving all that money to gangs like the Blackstone Rangers the poverty bureaucrats were financing criminal elements and helping to destroy the community. The poverty bureaucrats would argue that they were doing just the opposite. They were bringing the gangs into the system.”
--Tom Wolfe, "Mau-Mauing the Flak Catchers", 1970

That was a half-century ago. And today, the burning Civil Rights Issue of Our Time is...Squatter's Rights at Starbucks?

CEO Howard Schulz threw his own employees under the bus in a Virtue-Signaling Tour de Farce. I wonder--is his bathroom at Corporate Headquarters open to the public?

He went on national tv--well, CBS, anyway--and called his own employees racists simply for following corporate policy and common sense in dealing with hell-raising non-customers who resisted polite requests by both management and then police. For their breach of the peace, they are now being richly rewarded, just as Obama's PROMISE Program rewarded student criminals with disastrous results.

You know, an enterprising lawyer could help bring a suit on behalf of the ex-manager for wrongful termination and public defamation.

Aside from the odious racialist indoctrination imposed on his employees, Starbucks will in all likelihood be funding Black Lies Matter soon. And the entire event smells suspiciously like a staged piece of Race Hustler Agit-Prop. What a disgrace.

'Screaming'? You damn right I'm screaming! That's cos' I figured out if I keep screaming, your boss will throw you under the bus. He's gonna' give us money. He's gonna' apologize. He's gonna' give us company stock, send us to Harvard, make us corporate vice-presidents and set us up with a real estate office where we probably won't let bums use the bathroom, either.  He's gonna' buy us a pony and give us free ice cream. I'll have the Caramel Frappuccino. With that drizzle stuff. And hurry it up!

#That'sHowYouGetMore!