This one checks all the worst boxes with regard to stereotypes. Mostly portraying black people as clownish simpletons with superior rhythm and dancing prowess. Rufus (a seven year old Sammy Davis Jr.) offers anyone who votes for him not one but 2 porkchops. When he takes power, presiding over an all black government, the most pressing issues are laying in a good supply of porkchops, fried chicken and watermelon. And the legislative chamber has a razor check booth. A reminder that among themselves they're not always funny.
Some of this is a real howl, despite it's crude racism. Nevertheless, it's a great illustration of how African Americans faced not just the ethnic or religious biases that afflicted many disfavored groups, but true dehumanization. It's still a gas, yet the laughter it produces is a guilty pleasure. But it also teaches a real history lesson and acts as a great counterpoint to those claiming blacks didn't have it any worse than Jews, Italians, Irish, and other white immigrant groups when it came to discrimination. Even Native Americans, who to this day are the poorest and most deprived group in the country, and also often negatively portrayed in film, were still human beings to be taken seriously. Despite the fact that it could be due to their often unfair portrayal as bloodthirsty savages. But black people were generally comic relief, their sole purpose to serve and sometimes amuse others. Not quite human. Sort of like talking animals in children's books. Hilarious in spots but very sad upon reflection.