Slavery in the United States: leave can not be banned. Where is the comma placed?

160 years ago, June 19, 1862, US President Abraham Lincolnsigned a document that is considered to be sometimes “great”, sometimes “historically important”, and sometimes “fateful”. A law developed and approved by the US Congress was sent to for to signature. This law prohibited “slavery now and henceforth in” all present and future territories of the United States.

Is the patient not dead?

This impressive rhetoric can indeed lead to the thought that the document is fateful. It may even seem that everything else was already a matter of technology, and the final lid came to slavery. It says    on all present and future territories”, and also “From now on henceforth”!

However, the real situation with slavery in the United States is best described by a quote from the cult Soviet film “Office Romance”: "Bublikov died… And then he did not die. Will will die again — unknown…" Yes Yes exactly. Slavery was abolished and banned more than once, and for a long time it was somehow not abolished and not prohibited. Moreover, some subtleties allow us to believe that this most disgraceful public institution, like Bublikov, still did not die. Well, at least can easily rise from the ashes and come back legally.

In general, the same gap between the loudly proclaimed intention and the reality “in” all the current and “future territories of the United States” sometimes so great that there is a temptation to declare these proclamations cold-blooded lies and hypocrisy. A classic example — Vermont, which, in fact, set the direction for & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; eradication of slavery. It was started for health. In 1777, Vermont, then quite an independent republic, adopted a Constitution that stated: “All men are born equally free and independent, and have natural and inalienable rights by which they may defend their lives and liberty. .. No man born in this country or coming from across the sea can be a slave or ward of another person after he reaches the age of 21 years. The same applies to women who have reached the age of 18.

It sounds perfect. That's just in  1790 year, a year before the entry of Vermont into the United States on state rights and 13 years after the adoption of the Constitution, in the free republic» there were 16 & nbsp; officially registered slaves. How many of them really bent their backs on the owners — God knows.

Slaves on a plantation in South Carolina, 1862 Source: Public Domain

Who crawled into the loophole?

However, there are questions about the formula of the Constitution. Suppose adult slavery was abolished. And what about kids, teens and young adults? Completely incomprehensible. Either they were simply forgotten, or they deliberately left a loophole. The latter seems much more likely.

Although for the reason that such a line guaranteed rapid, almost explosive growth of the economy in general and so rapid enrichment of individuals in particular. Is it necessary to separately mention that among these “individuals” many have occupied a prominent place, including the most famous “Founding Fathers” of the USA?

Benjamin Franklin looks more respectable than the others. He owned slaves for a long time, but by 1781 he had abandoned the business, and in 1790 he filed a petition in Congress to abolish slavery “without distinction in color of skin.” However, his colleagues — Thomas Jefferson and George Washington —practiced something fundamentally different.

The same Washington, as you know, was born in the family of a small landowner. Then — a successful marriage and a dowry of 300 slaves. As a result, by the time of his election to the presidency, Washington was one of the richest people in the country. And and still is one of the richest presidents in the entire history of the United States.

Thomas Jefferson was at least not far behind. During his lifetime, he owned 600 slaves, including children:  Locked in a stuffy, smoky workshop, the boys minted 5-10 thousand nails a day, which in 1796 brought Jefferson 2 thousand dollars of total income. Back then, his nail factory competed with the state penitentiary.

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“Husbands, wives and families, sold indiscriminately to different buyers, forcibly separated — they will probably never meet again, 1843, New York Public Library. Source: Public Domain

It is clear that in such a scenario, all attempts to initially introduce some kind of article into the US Constitution, if not abolishing, then at least restricting slavery, were doomed. The USA has become a unique, the only state in the world that was created as a capitalist, democratic and slaveholding at the same time — The Constitution of 1787 recognized slavery as a completely legal phenomenon.

So the Congress could pass, and  the incumbent president could sign any laws, even if they were notable for off-scale pathos and abolitionist rhetoric. These loud acts were worthless on a market day, since there was a Constitution that dominated all other laws. Lincoln, by the way, was well aware of this. And that everything he understood about slavery before the end of the Civil War of 1861-1865 can be judged by his own formula: My most important task in this struggle — save the Union, not save or destroy slavery. If I could save the Union without freeing the slaves, I would do it, and if it had to save all the slaves to save it, I would do it too».

Actually, he and did something very similar. The famous Emancipation Proclamation September 22, 1862 — the presidential decree, which was issued, ironically, after the law on the abolition of slavery “on” all current and future territories of the United States, is about this. According to the “Proclamation” slaves in those states that did not voluntarily return to the United States before January 1, 1863, were declared free. The formulation is perfect. Any state of the South could join the forces of the North and automatically keep slavery within its territorial boundaries. The fact that nobody used it does cancel the main rule — legitimate loopholes for the revival of slavery must always be left.

Slaves of the 21st century

The Thirteenth Amendment to the US Constitution left those. Congress passed it in January, 1865, and three-quarters of the states ratified it in December of that same year, that is, after the end of the Civil War. It is believed that she completely and finally, at the level of the Basic Law of the country, eliminated slavery.

So it is. But there were still a few states that did not ratify the amendment. And formally, slavery persisted in some places for another hundred years, and then and more. For example, in Kentucky, the Thirteenth Amendment was ratified in 1976. In Mississippi seemed to be done by 1995 the year but they got confused during the registration, and slavery was finally abolished only in 2013 the year.

And the most interesting thing is that when you carefully read the Thirteenth Amendment, which is still in effect, and which US statesmen are very proud of, you will definitely stumble over one caveat: “Neither  nor  servitude, unless they are a punishment for a crime for which the person has been duly convicted, must not exist in the United States or any other place subject to their jurisdiction. Clear? So slavery, of course, is prohibited. But only if it is not  is a properly executed punishment for some crime. That is, you cannot trade in people. And to appoint a person as a slave — can. Even if it's in theory. And the state can do it. The the thing that is considered to be the standard of freedom and democracy.

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REASON – Flick It Up Lyrics

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[Intro: REASON]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Wait
Flick it up, wait
Flick it up, wait
Flick it up, wait
Wait, flick it up

[Chorus: REASON]
Flick it up, flick it up
I don’t work hard, ain’t did enough
Got a new bitch ain’t thick enough
New new whip, gotta flick it up
Flick it up, flick it up
Niggas flow sick, ain’t sick enough (Wait)
Got a new bitch, ain’t thick enough (Woah)
Tell her drop down then pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up

[Verse 1: REASON]
Nigga came way, way up now (Woah)
Hoes got six like touchdown (Woah)
Get hit like diamonds, buss down
I buss down, I buss down
Caught niggas stealin’ my stuff now
I can see me in a lot of these niggas
Shit start to feel like Us now wait (Wait)
Nigga so focused, head on straight (Straight)
No new friends, nigga dead on weight
Hoes on Ray Charles, shoot it like baseball
Knock it out the park then I slid home safe
Knock it out park then slid on home
REASON on fire, can’t do no wrong
These niggas gossip, I just want profit
Came from bottom, I just want lobster
Need my momma up in the Hills, no stress, no problems
Niggas talk shit, no comment
Niggas ain’t really did half the shit they rap ’bout
Nigga you ain’t never caught no body
You ain’t never sold no drugs
Nigga you ain’t never popped no molly
You ain’t never, wait-
If I really, really said everything niggas ain’t did, I’d be ain’t shit
You niggas ain’t shit
Came from the basement, glowed up
Smokin’ on stank shit, roll up
Niggas got capes on, hold up
Stop savin’ hoes that don’t wanna be saved
Comin’ up as a kid I was tryna be Jay
I was tryna be Ye, I was tryna be Wayne
Now kids say they tryna be REASON (REASON)
Feel good, nigga still can’t believe it
So when I’m at shows I-

[Chorus: REASON]
Flick it up
I don’t work hard, ain’t did enough
Got a new bitch ain’t thick enough
New new whip, gotta flick it up
Flick it up, flick it up
Niggas flow sick, ain’t sick enough
Got a new bitch, ain’t thick enough
Tell her drop down then pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up

[Verse 2: Ab-Soul]
Nigga who? (Soulo) nigga what? (Yeah)
Your jaw just dropped ma pick it up
Pick it up (Pick it up), pick it up (Pick it up)
I got at least infinity flows, abstract, asshole
Ab-Soul, infinity stone, end game for my enemy yo
Pen game incredible hulk, big fangs incredible bark
Big Dawg on T-O-P, R-A-P-G-O-D
Wait, this shit as easy as winning a spelling bee spellin’ the letter B (Aye) H-I-P-H-O-P, S-A-V-E-D-ME
Amazing grace you made yo bed and I made my plate
Fuck is you thinkin’? Benjamin Franklin
Face to face to face to face to face (Face the fact)
‘Fore I hit stages, all of my wages minimum
And then I dropped the track that made ’em feel me
Like a cinema (Oh) How ’bout that?
Now I’m just killing ’em, grave so low can’ dig it up
Where you casket at?
Look at my bitch, ass so fat can’t pick it up (Pick it up)
Pick it up (Pick it up), pick it up (Pick it up)
Pick up the pace, maker
Your heart ain’t strong enough, brain ain’t smart enough
Gang ain’t hard enough, dollars ain’t long enough
Promise I’m droppin’ a Jimmy, should-

[Chorus: REASON]
Pick it up
I don’t work hard, ain’t did enough (SOUL!)
Got a new bitch ain’t thick enough
New new whip, gotta flick it up
Flick it up, flick it up
Niggas flow sick, ain’t sick enough
Got a new bitch, ain’t thick enough
Tell her drop down then pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up

[Outro: REASON]
I don’t work hard, ain’t did enough
Got a new bitch ain’t thick enough
New new whip, I flick it up
Flick it up, flick it up
Niggas flow sick, ain’t sick enough
Got a new bitch, ain’t thick enough
Tell her drop down then pick it up
Bitch

Young Dolph – Eddie Cane

[Verse 1]
I got no love for a hater, no respect for a buster
My lil bitch she a dime, that’s one lil bad motherfucker
Always been hungry, even after the meetings
Did a lot of shit when I was young, I hope god forgive me
Took a lot of chances, hurt a lot of feelings
Dodged a lot of cases
Bad bitch didn’t want shit from me but penetration
Chasing a hundred M’s but I’m starting to get impatient
Benjamin Franklin my favorite
I stay fly in the latest, yeah yeah
These millions getting contagious
Half a million dollar coupe look just like a spaceship
When she with me all we do is go shopping and take trips

[Chorus]
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

[Verse 2]
Whole lot of drugs, whole lot of bitches
I’m a rockstar, fuckin’ popstars
Everybody run when you see that squad car
Soon as they leave everybody right back on the block
Fuck 12
The neighborhood hot but they still catching sales
Every time I perform I feel like I’m Eddie Cane
Bitches screamin’ loud, throwin’ they panties on the stage
I got water ’round my neck and on my wrist
You got diamonds but they ain’t hittin’ like this
I roll up a blunt when I get tired of my bitch
Big old diamond rings, it come with the fame

[Chorus]
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane, Eddie Cane (yeah yeah)
Gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang), gang (gang)

2 Chainz – Blue Cheese (feat. Migos)

50, 000 on me, I’m a walkin’ lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon’ grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my off whites
I’ve been drinkin’ Codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight
I don’t understand nothin’ but them dollar signs
My side chick got pregnant by her main dude and I’m offended
I called, she ain’t pick up, I text her back, bitch you stingy
I’m in all black like a ninja, chain got influenza
Walk in the traphouse, use my Cartiers for credentials (Goddamn!)
I’m going wildebeest, all on my enemies
Negative energy, I could do anything, I got the guillotine
Off with they head
Known to pull off and get head
Drippin’ so much sauce on your bitch look like she wettin’ the bed
I could do more than just say it, strip club veteran head uh uh
I am still gettin’ this bread, bought her a Birkin bag uh uh
Everyone look at the tag, I do the digital dash uh uh
I can do more than just brag, I can back it up uh uh
50, 000 on me, I’m a walkin’ lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon’ grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my off whites
I’ve been drinkin’ Codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight
I don’t understand nothin’ but them dollar signs
Blue cheese, no ranch, all hunnids
10 racks on me that’s mall money
I just bought a Lamb’ I’mma crawl on it
Get on top, she act a dog with it
I’m on this drink need to slow down
Racks in back it won’t slow down
You had a sack but it’s gone now
Safari diamond, money long now
Better wake up, smell the coffee
Black man with a lot of money, got the white man wanna off me
You was my mans but you lost me
Poppin’ Xans, I’m exhausted
Cookie smellin like a mosh pit
Pop a Perc, kinda nauseous
50 pointer shit colossus
Hey, with this money I could stay up and survive
We go live, smoke this dope and ride
We too fly, bad bitches in the archive
Oh so high, money make me so high
50, 000 on me, I’m a walkin’ lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon’ grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my off whites
I’ve been drinkin’ Codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight
I don’t understand nothin’ but them dollar signs
I’m havin blue cheese
And I’mma get it by any means
Flexing on niggas like Hercules
Fucking on bitches with double D’s
I met the plug, got 100 keys
Give me that block and I gotta seize
These niggas sick me wanna get rid of me
I’m at the top and they under me
I hit the lot and don’t ask for the tag
Racks in my pockets, they lookin’ like knee pads
Flexin’ my all white with Benjamin Franklin
Put the rest of that blue cheese in the bag
My life I’m livin’ it fast
One thing I cannot do is go out sad
They know me but don’t know my past
And if you know me you know I’m about my cash
The Nawfside, call it Baghdad, make a nigga 40 yard dash
The Nawfside, where the bags at, I was breakin’ my wrist in the glass (Whippin’ it!)
Smoking on Barry Bonds in the Hurricane, spinning work like I’m Taz
Migos and Chainz in the city, go to your girl corner
Had to bring out that bag
50, 000 on me, I’m a walkin’ lick
She fuck with the squad, she gon’ grip the stick
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Came from the rags to riches, now we got bags and bitches
Blue cheese in my off whites
I’ve been drinkin’ codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight
I don’t understand nothin’ but them dollar signs
Blue cheese in my off whites
I’ve been drinkin’ codeine all night
Got your bitch out the DM, put her on a flight
I don’t understand nothin’ but them dollar signs
When you wake up in the morning
When you wake up in the morning
Blue cheese in my off whites
Blue cheese in my off whites
(Uhh, uhh)
Boy, my uncle 12 shawty
I had to take my uncle to school this morning shawty
And he got suspended
‘Cause he smelled like weed when he got there

Shah – Pay Day lyrics

Intro:
Open up the register
This is pay day
Open up the register
This is pay day

Verse 1:
All I wanna do is see the profits
Jesus, Benjamin Franklin, Mohammed
Boy I got that gatorskin graveyard wallet
Full of dead presidents, peace be upon em

Shout out my girls that want the D but not no DNA with it
Momma said I’m sexist prolly true, I admit it
But look around who isn’t, this ain’t right, is it?
Y’all been gettin less dollars per hour for a minute

Money over bad bitches, money over actresses
Money over strippers, pick it up pay for class with it
Money all over the mattress, got money all over the atlas
It’s blasphemous, we put money over happiness

So y’all can pray, I go get it
Y’all go prey, I go predator
I brought body bags for the dead presidents
Now baby open up the register

Hook:
This is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day
Open up the register

Verse 2:
I just wanna see the profits,
Moses, Benjamin Franklin, Mohammed
Rakin’ in that money, Ronald rakin in the dollars
Made off with their money, Bernie Madoff’ing their dollars
I just bought a crib in the East Village
Empty walls, need some art to put up in it
Walls are full dog, I went passed the limit
Now I all I needs another fucking crib… are you kidding?

Money over bad bitches, money over actresses
Money over strippers, pick it up pay for class with it
Money all over the mattress, money all over the atlas
It’s blasphemous, we put money over happiness

So y’all can pray, I go get it
Y’all go prey, I go predator
I brought body bags for the dead presidents
Now baby open up the register

Hook:
This is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day
Open up the register
This is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day, pay day, pay day
Baby this is pay day
Open up the register
This is pay day
Baby this is pay day
Baby this is pay day
Open up the register
Baby this is pay day
Baby this is pay day