Chapter 661: Dinkins' Ornate Mosaic Theory
Bedford Hills, New York, the day before the wedding.
"APLUS, PETER AND HIS WIFE HAVE TEMPORARILY CANCELED THEIR VISIT, YOU MUST BE ABLE TO GUESS THE REASON, RIGHT?"
At the lavish dinner party, Eli leaned into Song Ya's ear and whispered.
"Aren't you coming? Okay, I can understand. β
Song Ya nodded, Chicago finally came out with the news of Vic Mackie, he seemed to have committed suicide and was beaten while in the custody of the FBI, in the morning the police and firefighters broke through the FBI obstruction to see him in the hospital, the legend is that the man is still unconscious, of course, it is just a legend, in just one day he heard several accounts, hanged, cut his wrists or simply tortured and ill-treated by the FBI.
It is not known what Vic's motives were, but it certainly provided the best opportunity for Peter to intervene on behalf of Chicago law enforcement, and he went to meet and speak to the growing crowd of protesters outside the F.B.I.'s Chicago office building in the afternoon, formally and publicly promising to help Vic get justice from the FBI and help him get a fair trial, and local television showed footage of him holding Cassity's hand and comforting him.
Peter finally made a move, which was something Songya was happy to see, whether Vic hung up or woke up.
Best...... Don't wake up, of course he doesn't have the motivation to send anyone to 'make sure' Vic doesn't wake up right now, Sinaloa is dead, little Lowry is dead, and his own trouble seems to be getting bigger and bigger.
I just don't know what Peter is going to do......
Eli's short sentence sent him deep in thought.
"APLUS, DON'T BE IN A DAZE."
While considering the new possibilities for the behavior of all parties in the game after the new changes, Mariah Carey's displeased greeting rang in her ears again, "Mr. Former Mayor has arrived. β
The former mayor of New York is Mr. Dingkins, the old man went to teach at Columbia University's School of International and Public Affairs after leaving office, and also served as a director of a large number of equal rights and charitable organizations.
"You won't call me darling anymore." Song Ya asked her to hold her hand and complain by the way.
"Humph......"
She wore an evening gown designed by John Galliano himself, the unquestionable absolute center of attention at the dinner, and hummed softly and headed high to the door, where the two met with Dingins and Percy Sutton.
By the way, Dinkins himself was a shareholder of the Inner City Broadcasting Company, and after leaving office, he had a regular section on New York Evangelical Radio in New York, "Conversations with Dinkins."
He and Patsy Sutton have been friends for many years, both of whom came from Manhattan and have served as presidents of the Borough of Manhattan.
"Pierre."
The two were followed by a middle-aged man, Pierre Sutton, the son of Patsy Sutton, who is now the de facto manager of the inner-city broadcasting company.
"HELLO, APLUS, MISS KELLY."
"Hello Pierre."
Song Ya shook hands with the other party, the Sutton family was very rich before World War II, Patsy Sutton's father was the richest black man in Texas, and during the apartheid era, his family provided all kinds of goods, food, clothing, sleep, and even funeral services for the local black community in Bixar County, from birth to death.
Song Yachai also has something to do with his family's 'content' of white blood, otherwise in the red-necked state of that era, pure blacks should not be too easy to mix.
"Jesse is there too?" After the pleasantries, Dingkins began to look up for Jesse Jackson.
"Uh...... He should be upstairs, in some room. Song Ya whispered that her officiant was an old woman, and she seemed to be having a good conversation with a young black girl who was attending a dinner party with her friends, and then disappeared.
"Haha......"
Dingkins and Sutton laughed similarly, and the fetish of black equal rights leaders was certainly not a secret to them.
"Then let's go talk to the others." Sutton said.
"Okay, please, I'd like to invite you to give a speech later, okay?" Song Ya asked.
"Today? Forget it, I've stayed away from politics and am now just an ordinary university professor and radio host. Dingkins smiled politely.
"Okay, then you guys have fun." Song Ya was a little disappointed.
"APLUS, YOU CAN COME AND TALK TO US LATER, AND NOW, YOU CAN DEAL WITH PIERRE FIRST." Dingkins said.
It turned out that they were still here for the Inner City Broadcasting Company, and it was difficult for the old man Sutton, who had come on his third trip in just a few days, and luckily he also lived in Bedford Hills.
"The inner city broadcasters aren't actually running that badly, we now have 12 of our own stations, and we have a few cooperative stations all over the country, well, Chicago doesn't, but Detroit does, and we also own the Apollo Theater in New York, and we have a stake in some small and medium-sized African-American stations......"
Pierre, a third-generation figure with a darker complexion than his father, was less concerned with politics and got down to business as soon as his father left with Dingkins.
In fact, he wanted money, and knowing that he intended to invest, Pierre began to brag about the value of the inner city broadcaster.
"Well, I haven't gotten to know your company yet, but don't worry, I'll be entrusting a professional to find you soon after the wedding."
Don't be like I'm Kaizi! Song Ya was perfunctory on her lips, and secretly complained in her heart.
"There are some things that can't be fully measured in terms of fixed assets, like our leading position in black news broadcasting, you know, public opinion, which should be useful to you APLUS, your investment in tech is successful, but you need to precipitate money into something that you can't see or touch......"
Pierre Sutton continued.
Can't see or touch? It's like money is a good saying, right? Song Ya continued to complain in her heart, "I know, how to say it, I do intend to invest in the inner city radio station, don't worry about Pierre, I will talk to you about this business......"
Song Ya pinched Maria Kelly's hand hinted, but fiancΓ©e ...... She was about to talk about his wife, her eyes were empty, as if she was thinking about something else, and she didn't react at all, so naturally she wouldn't make excuses to help take her away from Pierre.
Alas, there was no way, Song Ya had to continue to deal with it.
"The black community is in a much better place now than it used to be, but the power of white racists is still strong, and I saw the news in the morning that in Chicago they were openly organizing a march in favor of a stormtrooper."
Of course, Pierre didn't know about Songya's role in it, and he used Vic's case as an analogy, "You know, the desegregation of the United States is not too far away from you and me, and those law enforcement officers, the older ones, may be part of the violence against our black community in the segregation era, such as those white police officers in Los Angeles and Chicago." Have you watched the recent trial of the Simpson case? The white detective entered the Simpson house alone, and all the key evidence was found by him alone, which is definitely not normal......"
He is a media person, and he talks endlessly, "Now the governors of some southern states are openly promoting white supremacy, and there are even guys who are close to the Ku Klux Klan, and now our situation is not as stable as it seems, APLUS, you are successful, you have money, and our cause needs fresh blood like you." And now radio is not so difficult to survive, there has been a talk of television media replacing radio and print media for decades, and now it has completely replaced it? No, there have been people advocating that online media can replace TV recently, and I don't think it's likely to ......."
Didn't I say I was interested in investing? Why are you fooling me so hard! I will invest!
Song Ya secretly roared in his heart, a little impatient, "I agree with you Pierre, public opinion is really important, in fact, I don't know much about your industry, for example, small radio stations are fine, but big stations like the inner city broadcaster, how can I influence public opinion?" Hand a note to a news presenter? β
"Of course this is not possible, you have to be careful of those news people, maybe you will be sold backhand when the other party changes jobs, so you must not provide direct 'guidance' for specific remarks."
Pierre smiled, "But we can put the mouthpiece that suits our tastes in the right place through personnel transfers, and we need to pay careful attention to what the candidate has said before choosing a news presenter, and even when I was in college, basically a person's political leanings will be fixed at that time." Producers and editors should be more cautious......"
"I see."
Song Ya saw Mariah Carey yawning and took the opportunity to ask, "Mimi, are you tired?" β
"Sort of." She said.
"Then I'm sorry, Pierre, I'll go with her......" Song Ya finally got rid of the guy next to her, "or you can rest first, tomorrow we will have a busy day." β
"No, I'll go to Patty."
There were many guests at the dinner party, who were either rich or expensive, and Song Ya kept talking about her after sending her to the little sisters.
"APLUS, BOY, COME HERE."
He had been busy for about two hours, and the corners of his mouth were sour, and he was just passing by a dim and quiet corner when he was stopped by Dingkins, who was sitting alone.
"Hello, Mr. Dinkins." Of course, he is willing to talk to Dinkins more, and now he needs the support of the leaders of the black community. β
"Gone over there." Dingkins Nunu, Sutton and his son were having a good conversation with a black woman, Song Ya had met once, it seemed to be called Dorothy or something, she was the founder of the first black women's television station, and the inner city radio company also had a little stake in that station, and she was also the management of the inner city radio company.
In short, the inner city broadcaster and related interests are a net woven by New York's African-American political elites such as Dingkins and Sutton, and the energy is not small, otherwise Song Ya would not be willing to invest money in this company with serious losses.
"The guy you just talked to looks like he's Asian?" Dingkins asked.
"Yes, Morgan Stanley's new Chinese talent." Song Ya replied: "They are the underwriters of Netscape's stock listing. β
"I see."
Dingkins blinked, "I see you have a good conversation, you have always had a good impression of Chinese Americans, right?" "After stepping down as mayor, he suffered another comeback failure, and the old man is now a little desireless, and he is much kinder than before.
"Of course, I'm Chinese, and now it seems like there are more and more Chinese Americans on Wall Street." Song Ya replied with a smile.
"Be careful, Wall Street has been very fond of using these people from prestigious local schools in China lately."
Unexpectedly, Ding Jins warned: "The only motive for Wall Street to provide them with high salaries is that they are classmates with the middle managers of Chinese ministries and commissions, don't look at the annual salary of these people is countless times that of the students who stay in China, but they actually play the role of commercial spies, China has a large population, and with the increasing demand for commodities with economic development, it has been able to affect the international futures market, and China itself does not seem to realize this, and the supply and demand information of some commodities is easy to be spied on by these people. In this way, Wall Street can take advantage of information asymmetry and profit from it. β
"That's ......"
Song Ya really didn't realize this, but he didn't expect Ding Jins to see it very clearly, and he wanted to find a way to remind him to be careful when he turned around.
"Don't talk about that, Netscape is the same mosaic company as before, right?" Dingkins asked.
"Yes, uh, it's not, Mosaic Browser used to be ......"
Song Ya briefly introduced the ins and outs of Netscape.
"APLUS, you are very optimistic about us, and we also have great expectations for you."
Dingkins suddenly said earnestly: "Speaking of mosaics, my attempt to develop a multicultural and gorgeous mosaic in New York has failed, and many policies have been reversed back to the conservative side by Giuliani, what do you think?" I want to hear the truth, I'm not ready to return to politics, you just say what is in your heart. β
"Uh, the security ......"
Dingkins lost on the issue of law and order, and his policy of treating multiple ethnicities well was met with a very ruthless slap in the face, that is, the more he did this, the higher the crime rate in New York, not to mention the mainstream whites as the interests of the damaged, in the minority groups, the higher the crime rate of groups such as African Latinos, some Eastern European Americans can obviously enjoy the most benefits from this policy, while Chinese, Jews and other groups that work and live honestly are unlucky.
"It's true that the law and order problem has not been resolved."
Dingkins is now generous enough to admit the key mistake that led to his defeat, "But you have to be clear about this, multiculturalism is good for us African Americans, and in general it is good for other minorities, and I can be clear, this is originally a question of using political correctness to wrest power from the dominant ethnic group, and if you don't think so, then I will prevent you from investing in the inner city broadcaster, even if the company has been losing money." β
"Of course, of course ......"
Song Ya nodded, "I know that Jews in Hollywood are also supporters of multiculturalism. β
"Yes, we have to insist on multiculturalism all the time, but we can't trust the word too much ourselves."
Dingkins glanced at the side, didn't find anyone there, lowered his voice and said: "Take the Jews who like to talk about this word the most, for example, on the one hand, they promote multiculturalism, on the other hand, they have engaged in screening and discrimination within themselves, Germany discriminates against Persia, Persia discriminates against Maozi, Mao Zi before World War II discriminates against Maozi, and they only came during the Cold War, as well as some small actions they made in the Middle East, do you say they believe it?" Not necessarily, but it must behave in a way that convinces the dominant ethnic group, which is the general direction. β
"Why are they at the bottom of the chain of contempt during the Cold War?" Song Ya asked.
"Because we wanted to spread rumors about the CCCP's oppression of Jews, we vigorously accommodated a lot of Maozi Jewish immigrants who came from that period, but many Slavonics also used this channel to claim to be Jews. They have a phrase that describes the phenomenon that at some point in the twentieth century, there were benefits to being Jewish. β
Dingkins said.
"So you have to preach, advocate, and promote multiculturalism, but you can't really believe in this and wrap yourself around your own ethnicity, right?" Song Ya asked.
"Yes, why do Jews like the United States, because they are afraid of being killed by the main ethnic groups in Europe, so this is the best soil for their survival, which dooms any other country where the main ethnic group dominates to be unattractive to them. The United States has been pluralistic from the beginning but there is a clear distinction between ethnic groups, each minority has repeatedly preached that it is pluralistic, but almost no one ethnic group does not take care of its own ethnic group when every opportunity comes, the first thing that must be dissolved is the centripetal force of the main ethnic group, that is the food on the plate, you must keep this in mind. We have about 10 percent of the population of the United States, and if we get 20 percent of the seats, jobs, or whatever, we have a vested interest in that. β
"We've worked very well with the Jews on this issue for many years, and the Crown Heights massacre happened when I was in power, and the Jews in New York didn't have a good opinion of me, but the overall goal was the same, and the main target of our propaganda machine was the dominant race, the white people," Dinkins said. Gorgeous mosaics, colorful, no single color block dominates, and this principle applies to any other country in the world. β