Woe is me. Over the last few weeks, I have recently learned that I suffer from post-traumatic slave disorder, am a "coon" and an "Uncle Tom," or I guess the female equivalent, because I am a Hillary Clinton supporter. I did not know that when a black person was running for office, that I automatically had to vote for him, with little information about him. I'll try to remember that in the future.

I have been a Clinton supporter for many years and am quite familiar with her policies and practices. Some I agree with; some I do not. I learned of Barack Obama when most of the world did, although I had lived in Chicago for four years and worked on the campaigns of Democratic candidates, and had never heard of him. Forgive me for wanting to learn more about Obama and his policies before deciding to vote for him or not. God forbid that I would like to pay attention to the primary debates, examine his platform and hear him speak, before deciding to support him. Just because I am backing the candidate that I have always backed, does not mean that I am not in support of Obama. It does not mean that I will not eventually vote for the man. It merely means that I need more information about him and his policies before I vote. I still have not figured out how investigating my options is hurting black folks any more than not investigating them is helping us.

This willingness of people to blindly follow all nilly-willy and shit, is ridiculous. If you ask why they are supporting Obama, most cannot even state one item on his platform. They have not read it and know nothing about him. This is probably true of most voters, not just Obama supporters. These are the same people that called Bill Clinton the first "black" president and are now calling him a "racist from Arkansas." But I'm the "coon" and "Uncle Tomasina." Vote for Obama for whatever reason that you want, but do not tell me who I must vote for. Which, by the way, is colonial, imperial and paternalistic, sort of like, um, slavery.