Walter Backstrom

Backstrom: Am I an extremist?

I have been accused of being an extremist, angry, negative, loudmouth, trouble-making Uncle Tom — and black. All this before breakfast. I plead guilty to four out of six. I don’t have an uncle named Tom, and my grandfather was Jewish. I’m only part black, just like Barack.

 

Why am I angry? Let me count the ways…

Recently, I received several e-mails accusing me of being an angry black man.I will admit to being black, and the likely culprit is my parents,… Continue reading

 

Jesus would not have done this

I attended the Pray for Washington rally a couple of weeks ago.The rally was in Olympia, which made me somewhat skeptical. The rally was hosted… Continue reading

 

Column: Baseball is full of real-life lessons

In a baseball game, you have two teams and an umpire.The umpire is like the police. He enforces the rules, and he keeps the peace.I… Continue reading

Shame on Republicans for failing on race issues

Remember your first date? You really liked him. You had a great time. Heck, you thought he might even be the one.He promised to call… Continue reading

Backstrom: Fixing our school system

The school year is coming to an end.Over the past nine months, I have written about ways to improve Washington state’s schools, and this article… Continue reading

The obsession over race issues continues

I was talking to a kindergarten teacher recently. She showed me a book that they use. In that book, they talk about slavery. I’m not… Continue reading

What is it with irate parents and Little League games?

A woman was once arrested and charged with second-degree assault for throwing a slice of cheese pizza at an umpire during a Little League baseball… Continue reading

Kids lose out in no-fault divorce

Washington is a no-fault divorce state, which means that no one is at fault when a marriage ends.It is hard to believe that no one… Continue reading

Lack of fathers evidence of how selfish others can be

We live in a society where the roles of a father continue to diminish.I watched an episode on “Oprah,” in which the author had written… Continue reading

Trying to understand the lives of the homeless

I once spent five days living, sleeping and eating with the homeless. I talked to Metro bus drivers, the homeless and people who work with the homeless. It was one of the most gut-wrenching and moving experiences of my life. An experience I will never forget.

I survived Black History Month

This is Feb. 28, the last day of Black History Month. I always have conflicting emotions because of this. I am proud there is an acknowledgement of the accomplishments of African Americans. However, I am miffed that it happens during the shortest month of the year.

Gangsta rap paints vile picture of our society

To understand the soul of any society, listen to its music.I grew up listening to what is commonly referred to as “old school music.” Music… Continue reading

Mr. King, how I wish you were here

When President-elect Barack Obama is sworn in as our 44th president on Jan. 20, I can imagine you looking down from heaven — with eyes… Continue reading

Only in the darkness can you see the stars

We are in the midst of the holiday season, and for a lot of Americans, things don’t seem so festive.Millions of people have lost their… Continue reading

What I saw through the eyes of a child

While walking through the parking lot of our local mall, I witnessed a scene that bothers me to this day.I saw what looked like a… Continue reading

Is there room at the inn for blacks or Jesus?

What is an oxymoron? It is when Republicans say they care about minorities.I notice the stark differences between the two national conventions.The Democratic party truly… Continue reading

Say it ain’t so, Bill and Melinda Gates

Dear Bill Gates,I recently became aware that you and Mrs. Gates met with several superintendents of large school districts, including Washington, D.C., New York and… Continue reading

It matters most what happens at your house

Please forgive me if I ramble and at times don't make sense.I didn't want to write this article. But I came to the realization that… Continue reading

It takes courage to be truly free

It happened on a rainy election night. The candidate I was supporting had lost. I was in my apartment, looking at the TV late at night, nothing but infomercials. I didn’t pay any attention to it because my mind was filled with fear and other conflicting emotions. The man I had supported for mayor of Seattle had lost. He lost to Seattle’s first black mayor, Norm Rice.