What's Wrong With the Black Man?

I almost feel that the Black man has been destined to suffer. From his introduction into the society that we call America or home, he has been raised to live in pain, fear and defeat. So, I wonder, is it honestly any surprise to anyone especially us as Black women that we find good Black men few and far between? Oh good Black men are out there, I have the privilege of being friends with quite a few, but what about those bad ones; the ones who would rather hustle in the streets than hustle on the job? Or the ones who would rather lay up in some woman's bed and then disappear when her stomach blooms with the fruit of their fucking? What about that bad Black man who refuses to acknowledge that he doesn't know how to be a good husband or father and beats his wife and child because that is all he knows? What about those Black men that just don't give a damn just for the hell of it, the ones that seem to be multiplying like roaches because they can? Those are the Black men I wonder about? You might be reading this and you're probably thinking this is the rant of a hurt and bitter woman, but no, that is so grossly inaccurate it's laughable. What I want to know is how do we as a society and Black women in particular begin to heal the damage and hurt that these men are suffering from and work to actually instill in them a desire to become that "good Black man?" During times of slavery, Willie Lynch ideals stripped them of their manhood's and roles of being a protector; to do so would mean the loss of limb, suffering numerous beatings or being killed. Watching Massa take his woman and rape her, sell her and mistreat her or even kill her slowly began to strip the Black man of his dignity and his identity, especially when his own family viewed him as helpless. And what about now, women receive more government assistance in the form of food stamps, welfare etc, if they don't have a man in the home; isn't that raising our Black society to disregard the Black man and his role in the home and in life? It's no surprise to me that few Black men know and  understand how to truly treat a woman when Uncle Sam told his daddy to beat it, and mama co-sign for extra government income. The Black man is no longer being groomed to take over the family business, go to school and obtain an education and provide for a family; instead he is being taught to hustle in the streets for a set of rims, fresh shoes, to wear his work on his back rather than prepare for a future and leave a legacy that can be admired and emulated. So what do we do, where do we go from here? Do we just accept what is and keep it moving, or do we as a Black community actively try to  make a difference? How do we get the Black men to acknowledge they need help and work to change their outlook on life? No, I'm not saying these men are helpless and need to be held by the hand because every day they make the decision to exist in a life rather than live one of meaning. The healing process can only begin by facing the hurt and damage that has been prevalent for so long, but do they even realize it exists, do they even want to? So what do we do, how do we help heal the Black man?