What Happens When Your “Curve” is Taken Away
Do you remember in school your teacher saying something like this:
“This test was particularly hard so I’ve decided to grade all of you on a curve.”
What does that mean really?
Well, it means no matter how bad or good your test results were, you were automatically given a 10, 20 or 50 point bonus which elevated your final score. It meant that you were given special treatment to help push you into the next grade or even to help you graduate.
Try to imagine what life would be like if your entire life, from birth to death, was grade on a curve. That meant better paying jobs with little to zero skills, better homes in better neighbourhoods with little to zero down payment, better schools for your children even though they tested poorly or simply did not test at all, better healthcare with little to no insurance, better quality of food, more access to farmer’s markets and overall, a better quality of life.
Now imagine what life is like on the “other side.”
Working twice as hard, having to get more education, having to expend more energy, showing more skills and better quality of developed character only to be deemed half as good.
I ventured out this week and saw a level of white desperation that was so thick, you could cut it with a knife. Desperate to make a sale, whites sold their products to the common man with zealotry. One man talked loudly about how this is the best deal around and no one else has his excellent products.
One white female sat and stewed as no one wanted her “best” produce.
They talked eagerly and frantically, anxiety thick and tension high.
I stood calm and pretended not to take notice as they quibbled about how difficult folks were these days and how they wanted “sumpthin’ fer nuthin.” The products that the tiny black/brown community had were most excellent and highly creative. One Puerto Rican female impressed everyone with her simple but excellent 3D pencil sketches of flowers and wildlife. A black chef had lines so long, I didn’t know where it ended. Everyone was waiting for her grilled Southern/Caribbean/ Mediterranean dishes.
Later, I deftly watched her navigate her way through the crowd asking everyone how the food was. Through full mouths they praised her and she beamed.
The white collective, through blinding and crippling racism, excluded us from their social circle. They kept us far from them, unless it suited their needs, and shunned our unique sense of style, tastes and lifestyle choices.
Simply from the sheer need to survive, we built our own business and our creative juices flourished. I saw funky upcycled clothing made from bits and pieces of other clothing, jewelry that looked like it was made from straw and blended foods that meshed well together.
The results were eye catching and highly inventive.
And it made whites look mundane, ordinary and bland.
What do you do when your life was and is based on a curve then one day, you open your eyes and realize you don’t have much to offer in a changing world where your fiercest competitor is your alleged inferior?
What do you do when you witness everyone, including members of your own race, flocking to buy foods, clothing, beauty supplies, jewelry, music and all the flavourful things life has to offer from someone that looks nothing like you?
What do you do when your “inferior” has developed, by your exclusion, an ironclad business and technology sense and a confident sense of self and utilizes it with ease and begins to take your demographic away from you?
You become this:
This may sound shocking coming from me, but I do understand white rage. But a better terminology may be White Entitlement Dismantlement.
I’m sure it hurts like hell.
It hurts to witness your blandness, your ordinary-ness, your simple-ness. After all, what good is propaganda if it doesn’t stick? What good is mind manipulation if your subordinates won’t buy into it? And perhaps most infuriating of all, if your inferiors are doing well despite all that you’ve thrown at them, it must mean that you are not as superior as you think you are and that you’ve failed.
In the future as more and more whites come to terms with themselves, we’ll witness an unraveling like never before. A massive, Mother of all Mothers Temper Tantrum that will lead to Civil War 2 complete with Martial Law, burning buildings and folks sleeping with loaded guns under their beds. If there’s one thing whites are NOT prepared to do, is lose.