In spite of what Al Sharpton, Jesse Jackson and the Obamas, claim, America welcomes people of all races and colors so long as they don’t insist that they have anything but the opportunity to succeed coming to them.

Native-born black Americans have been coddled like newborns for the past 50 years, which is two full generations, three in the urban community. They have been the recipients of trillions of tax dollars in federal and state programs, and what does the country have to show for it?

The fact is, blacks who have emigrated from Africa and the Caribbean have done so, like millions of other immigrants, in order to improve their lives and the lives of their children. They work hard and they are cheered on by a white society that, unlike black America, is, by and large, colorblind.

Frankly, if I were black, I would be embarrassed that the areas in which my people excelled, aside from music and sports, were crime, violence and rioting. It would shame me that in spite of Operation Head Start, Affirmative Action, welfare, food stamps and government set-asides, I was still playing the victim of bigotry, and blaming crime statistics, illiteracy and children raised without fathers, on Whitey.

What does it say about a society when a 16-year-old peddling drugs in the street is a poster boy for urban enterprise?

What does it say about a society when the president, the attorney general, the ambassador to the U.N. and two of the last three secretaries of state, have all been blacks, and we still have to listen to all the whining about how oppressed these people are?

When people such as Sharpton, Jackson and Charles Rangel, are hailed as civil rights leaders, and the likes of Thomas Sowell, Walter Williams, Shelby Steele and Ward Connerly, are essentially ignored by their fellow blacks and the mass media, it reminds us that a great many white liberals are active participants in the vile conspiracy to keep black Americans dependent and malleable. After all, when decade after decade, nothing is demanded of millions of people except that they troop out every election to vote for Democrats, it’s no accident when they come to regard state and federal handouts as their due.

Treat any individual as an invalid long enough and it’s no big surprise that at some point he comes to accept that he can’t walk under his own power.

It’s worth noting that Lyndon Johnson declared war on poverty, and $15 trillion later, this war is going just about as well as the one he waged in Vietnam. The main difference is that this one has lasted roughly five times as long, and with no end in sight. Talk about not having an exit strategy.

If I were working on Romney’s presidential campaign, I would suggest that we produce a TV spot in which Santorum and Gingrich are sitting on that same sofa that Gingrich once shared with Nancy Pelosi, and I would have them say that, even after all the insulting things they each said about Romney, they still have every intention of voting for him. So just imagine what they think of Obama!

Another couple of TV ads would consist of Obama’s telling us that if he didn’t cut the deficit in his first four years, he deserved to be a one-term president, and another in which we show the speech in which he declared that if he didn’t get the unemployment rate down below 8%, he surely deserved to be a one-term president. Romney’s contribution would be a voiceover in which he simply said, “I’m Mitt Romney and I approve this message.”

Another spot would show Obama leaning over to Russia’s Premier Dmitry Medvedev, unaware that the mic was live, and saying “After my election, I’ll have more flexibility.” Romney would then hold up a toy he’d borrowed from Santorum or Gingrich and say, “Etch-a-Sketch, anyone?”

Still another would consist of a Joe the Plumber type uttering the great line that I’ve seen attributed to various people: “Apparently, I’m supposed to be angrier about what Mitt Romney does with his own money than what Barack Obama does with mine.”

Quite frankly, whether or not Obama reaches his goal of raising a billion dollars for his war chest, I think the only way that Romney can lose the election is if the National Enquirer provides proof that he’s been dating a sheep. And even then, the election would be a toss-up.

Speaking of animals, whenever I hear Barack Obama insist he’s the right guy to fix the economy, I’m reminded that dog owners use that exact same verb when they take their pets in to be neutered.