To My White Readers (And Lurkers)
Perhaps it’s time that I write this short post, no?
You’re not fooling anyone by sporting the names:
You’re not fooling anyone by using Ebonic phrases you think black people use like:
Us blac folk
ko wut imma sayin’
You’re not fooling anyone by using the monikers:
Fight the White Man
Whitey Must Die
Crackkkas Must Die
Big Black Dick
In case you haven’t been reading my blog, which I know you have…after all, it’s your requirement to see what we’re doing, reading, saying, discussing, how we live, eat, sex, work, dance, play and function…I can “see” you. What does that mean? It means, in simple terms, the Creator has given me gifts that I never understood til adulthood. Those gifts have enabled me to pick up on your energy and “see” you as I read your dumb, unintelligent, unoriginal comments. I’m not impressed by you…at all. In fact, you’ve become quite comical in your need to gain my attention. Would you like to know how I trap you into commenting?
I’ll tell you.
It’s rather easy because you’re quite predictable. Studying you, as I’ve been doing, has given me insight to your mind. I tag certain words. What are those words?
The sun and blackness
The birthplace of humanity
And I also ask certain questions to trap you in your obsession of the Original Hueman. What are those questions?
“Do black people have power?”
“Where do black people come from?”
“Will the white race die out?”
“Will blacks ever take revenge?”
“Why can’t black skin wrinkle?”
“Do black men really have bigger penises?”
Of course it does!
These are the questions that you secretly wonder about but are too ashamed to admit.
It’s that easy.
Do you ever wonder why I never come on your websites or read what you have to say?
It’s because I don’t give a fuck.
P.S. Yes, I just used Ebonics.