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Exodus 3: The Insidious Plan Backfires

” In a Patriarchal Society, the legacy of a man is measured by the status of his woman.”

                                                                              —- Diary of a Negress 





Feel free to use the aboved quote but remember to give me the credit for it.


What if I were to tell you  it was planned this way?

The whole world is in on the joke. The whole world, that is, except black women.

In order to have eternal life, the most powerful source of life must be Spiritually, Physically, Emotionally, Sexually and Verbally siphoned.




A letter from a black female reader:


“Your last two posts really struck a cord in me. I felt like you were telling my own personal story. I was apart of Black Lives Matter. I was physically there protesting along with black men. I was there yelling and screaming for their rights and their livelihoods. Til I saw that the majority of these men raging against the white machine had white girlfriends and wives. ”



Never in my life did I expect to receive such an overwhelming response from EVERYONE.


It seems that telling The Original Woman’s Story struck a chord in us all. I’ve had white women, yes…white women, the one female with the MOST protection and privilege in this known universe, asking me if I could write a post specifically for them, telling their stories about how hard it really is to live up to white men’s impossible standards.


I’ve had letters from white males, who are now specifically dating black women, asking me, of all people,  to help convince black women that they are NOT monsters and genuinely  wish to meet, greet, date and hopefully marry them.


“It’s not just the fantastic sex,” said one white male. “I genuinely prefer black women. They are the most down to earth, loyal, sexy women I know. Their uniqueness makes them special. White women put on airs. Black women are comfortable in their own skin.”



“Yeah…I know what we started”, said another white man in a private letter to me. “But as I’ve gotten older, what society thinks means less and less. I’m now in my fifties. I have nothing to prove to anyone anymore. I own my own company, own several houses and have traveled all over the world. For me, at this stage in my life, black women are just a better fit. They’re more adaptable, more appreciative, look younger than white women even though they may be older and are more sexually giving.

White women treat me like a wallet to be exploited. Black women are happy just being in my company, talking, hanging out, going to a movie, a play, cooking dinner together and just being themselves. I hope more black women will eventually open themselves up to us and not believe the stereotype that all white men are racists.”




I got letters from black men of two persuasions:


The first calling me every horrible name known to man, including the N-Word, the very word he protests whites calling him. 


“No one wants you, you nappy headed N****r. All these men want from you is sex. ”


And the second, who is in deep panic and needs advice on how to “fix this issue.”



“We’re both to blame, Sis. Black women don’t make it easy either but if we can’t fix this problem, we’re not gonna exist anymore…”, said one longtime black male reader to me.



And finally, the overwhelming response from black women, young and young-ish, who trust me with their secrets, who trust me to tell their stories anonymously and who are asking for help on what to do next.


“The time is ripe for us,” said one black female Youtuber. ” Before we believed the lies that no one wanted us with our wide noses, big lips, nappy hair and shapely bodies. We let black men convince us that he needs us to help him get free from this system, then he’ll do the right thing by us. We believed him despite all the evidence, historical and present,  because we wanted to. We were scared of this white boogey man who raped our fore-mothers.

We saw the police shootings. We read the books. We watched the movies and it confirmed what we were told. But noone thought to help us with our own men who were doing the exact same thing.”



A letter from a former black power female who now runs a popular Youtube channel:


“Please keep me anonymous. I have much to lose if I change my tune now. I’m a black woman who used to only date black men. I stood up for them when no one would. I’d report on their deaths, their issues, their arrests and make a big deal on how this system is mistreating them. As I’ve gotten older, my needs and wants changed.

I’m in my thirties now and desire a stable life with a man will provide for me so we can build a family. I used to feel it’s my duty to help a man find a job, write his resume, fill out his job application and give him free room and board when he was down on his luck.

I thought that’s what a ‘strong black woman’ is supposed to do.

Now I see the bigger picture.

Black men have NO desire to be free from this system. It’s all smoke and mirrors. They use it as an excuse not to try. It’s always someone else’s fault that they can’t do well, can’t find work, can’t conduct themselves in public, can’t pay their child support payments, can’t pay their car notes and can’t be successful in life. When i see immigrants come over here who can’t speak a lick of English set up a fully thriving community with shops in as little as 5 years, I know for a fact that black men can do better.

I got tired of the same excuses over and over and over again.

I’m with a white man now. He’s Norwegian. He’s very kind and open minded. He admits that he’s never been with a black woman before but felt drawn to me. He loves my natural hair, my thick curves and my colorful taste in clothing. I can just be a woman around him and not feel judged if I make a mistake or get depressed and sulky.

He places no higher standard for me because I’m black. He just treats me like he would treat any other woman. And that’s why I’m with him. That and all the kinky sex.”



A long time reader wrote to me privately just a few days ago:

“Hope this finds you well, and thank you for even discussing this.

It is much needed and long overdue.

Back in the day, I was a staunch proponent of black love only for black women. Then, my ex (who is a black man) walked out on me. He eventually explained that it was because I was now too educated and that he wanted someone different.  I intended to commit to another black man, but it just never worked out that way. They always seemed to show their disdain for black women, and their unwillingness to commit to anything worthwhile with me just took its toll and before I knew it, non black men started to pay a bit more attention to me, something many black men said would never happen.

As of now, I’m in a relationship with a white guy. I never expected this to happen. He treats me with way more respect than my ex, Afrocentric/African-centered partner ever did. Every day is not all rainbows and unicorns, but for the most part, the relationship is a harmonious one. To my white partner, I am a woman first and the expectation seems that I be that at all times. And in being a woman, I am allowed the freedom to explore, keep a messy home, wear short dresses, make-up, cry, sulk and laugh for no apparent reason. All these things are just normal to my white partner, but they were points of contention with my ex black partner.

I don’t know what lies ahead for the collective of black women as it relates to this issue, I just hope that we start to realize that many non black men are not opposed to being in long-term relationships with us and that there are no hard, fast rules to follow when it comes to this like many black women centric YouTube circles would have you believe. You don’t have to be a size 2, you don’t have to be natural or dark-skinned or any of that. You just have to be an open and loving black woman. Even if I don’t marry my partner now, I am convinced that whomever I do marry likely won’t be a black man. You can publish this if you like. I just wanted to share my story.

And it is quite telling that black men can sex, marry and procreate with any woman on the planet and protect his right to do so, however, he feels he has the right to impose a life of celibacy on black women.”




Another letter from a black woman from the West Indies:

“How explicit can I get with you? I once casually dated a man who told me at the end of the date, that he was gonna put me in the hospital. He bragged that he was gonna “tear me up” and “break my back”. I’m standing there thinking to myself: How is this a turn on? Was that supposed to get my p***y all wet? I’m supposed to run home and play with myself with the imagery of this very large, hairy, black man severing my spinal cord? If you think men in the states are bad, come down here…”

( Her letter was edited to keep this post from becoming a porno. In fact, many of the women who wrote to me told me explicit details of how the black men they dated bragged about their sexual skills and how white and non black men said virtually nothing about their prowess…but proved it when the time came. )



“…he kept me up half the night making love. I had to call out from work the next day to recuperate..”, said one black woman in her fifties of her hispanic lover.




Let me make this very clear:


ALL men of ALL races seek to control the Womb. Why? Because he who controls life becomes a God. 


In the near future, here are some things that will happen pertaining to the black female:



One: The Black Woman of a certain type will become the most desired, sought-after female on this planet, especially in terms of fertility. As the most desired woman, it will be her womb that men will fight for and men will seek to protect if they desire eternal life. It will be her imagery that will be OPENLY and ADMITTEDLY copied by ALL races of women. And ALL women will vie for her dark complexion.



Two: The white female will fade into the background. Decades of white feminism will finally catch up to her and she’ll be left alone to her own devices. Her self imposed victimhood will disappear and her “innocence” will be lost. Melanin Pills will become the new version of Skin Bleaching Cream as she scrambles to emulate the image she once spat upon.




Three: Women of Colour, they know who they are, will suddenly claim their blackness and proudly announce their Afrikan fore-mothers.




Four: The men who hold the most resources and have the ability to offer the most protection will be first in line for her hand.




Five: Beauty and Fashion magazines will plaster images of dark women of a certain archetype and the media will reflect those changes.




Six: Gentrification will take place according to the societal level of the black female and her chosen mate. It is she who will lead the housing market.




Seven: The children born of her union, her Mitochondrial DNA,  with chosen mate will rise up and become the face of envy. Their progeny will become the new race of “black” people to lead.



Sound far fetched?

Not really.

Research history and you’ll see that it has happened before.




And finally, for those that will intentionally misinterpret this post and twist it into something sinister. No matter how much you try and spin this, I am not pushing black women into the arms of white/ non black men.


You did a fine job of that alllllllllllll by yourselves.


There is one thing, however, that stills baffles me.  And for the life of me, I still can’t understand it.

Black men have unlimited access to all body types, shapes, skin complexions, hair textures, facial features, eye colours, heights, decorums, professions, personalities and educational levels of black women. We are not a monolithic group of people.

I’ve met black women who are delicate, strong, weak, air headed, quirky, argumentative, shy, quiet, feisty, Spiritual, atheist, kinky, virginal, neat freaks, messy and everything in between.

With allllllllllll that choice, with alllllllllll that we have to offer, why trash it? Why step on it? Why kill it? Why beat it? Why defile it? Why spit on it. And then turn around and blame it for your failings?


Have you any idea what you’ve done?


You do know that you are responsible for the intense curiosity that other men are showing us, correct? You should’ve kept quiet and came to us PRIVATELY and allowed us to work on our issues BEHIND CLOSED DOORS. But you didn’t. You screamed as loud as you could and caused the one thing you didn’t mean to cause:




You should’ve known that the white man is an intensely inquisitive man.


He wants to know everything about everything. That’s why he’s in charge. You caused him to take a second look at your woman with her coily hair, her round ass, her nicely shaped lips, her even, ageless complexion, her unique beauty, her opinionated stance on things she feels passionate about, her passionate lovemaking, her loyalty, her ability to cook flavourful meals, her ability to fight and be a warrior when need be…  and decided he likes what he sees and now he wants it for himself.




And now it backfired.



Remember this even if you choose to remember nothing else:



Once you remove the Womb from a Tribe, the Tribe dies






I have a quick question for the hardened, rough and tough talking, prison bird, gun slinging, street thug that have no issues kicking an elderly grandma on the train:


. Where were you when this was happening?


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Where were you when she was grabbed and almost pulled over the counter at work?




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Don’t worry…


I’ll wait.




Exodus 2: The Underlying Reason for The Movement

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So I apparently hit a nerve again.

The truth has a tendency to do that.

I took a break to focus on myself, to heal, to meditate, to relax, to listen to some Teddy Pendergrass and to focus on the changing atmosphere in Trump’s America. Hard times are coming and many of us are woefully unprepared.

I’ve gotten a slew of letters from blacks, whites, men and women, asking me for dialogue and what made me, of all people, come to this point in my life where I’m finally writing about this…



I have this uncanny ability to make people be at total ease. They tell me things about themselves. Their lives, their failures, their pain and their struggles. Over the past few years, I’ve sat and read and listened to black women say the same things over and over again like clockwork.


“It was my uncle that touched me…”

“My mother knew but did nothing to help…”

” My brother’s friend…”

“If only I hadn’t accepted his invitation to come over after school…”


I’ve read stories about the murders of women, who looked just like me, who were thrown in dumpsters behind their apartments, women who were burned with hot tea thrown in their faces by an irate lover, girlfriends that were beaten while pregnant and women who were attacked in dancehall clubs for simply saying to a black male, ” No thanks.”

I’ve listened to one black woman, IN PERSON, tell me over dinner that one night, her live-in boyfriend hit her so hard about the face that she developed tinnitus and is now on medication.

“He told me I’m an ugly bitch,” she says. “I’m the reason for his stress.”

I looked at this cinnamon-coloured, well-coiffed creature with her gentle English accent, her tiny button nose and full lips. Her short Afro and doe eyes made her look almost Elfin. Peter Jackson could have cast her in his movie and it would’ve seemed perfectly natural.

I wondered what kind of man would call her unattractive.

She continued with tales of how he is unable to hold on to any kind of work, sleeps late, always asks her for money and gets enraged when she recommends he go to an Employment Center to find work. She looks stressed, unhappy, deflated and older despite her youthful appearance. I listened to her, sipped my Riesling and allowed her to talk uninterrupted.




I remember watching on TV when black men were fighting for Civil Rights.

They marched, yelled, signed petitions, fought police officers, fought off the dogs and demanded equal rights. All they craved was fairness and equality they said. Black women were right there next to them in solidarity and full support getting blasted by the hoses and bitten right alongside them.

But something happened over the decades that black women never saw coming. 

As black men won more rights, as they moved deeper into white society, as they gained more access to wealth, education and political power, they moved farther and farther away from the very women that helped them to achieve their goals.

Black women, as a collective, myself included, thought that once black males finally won the right to be apart of “Polite Society”, won the right to be “free” from bondage, they would take us with them. That they would show the world that yes, I’m fighting for Black Love, Black Power, the Black Family, the Black Child and ultimately, Black Survival.

But…the joke was on us.

As black men gained political traction, it was the fair-skinned, curly haired, ambiguous, light eyed, “My great, great uncle twice removed was 1/10th black” woman that stood by his side.

As they gained higher learning, earned degrees and trade school diplomas, it was the Spicy Latina with the thick, long, black hair, wide hips and saucy attitude that stood by his side.

As they gained more money and doors opened for them in better neighbourhoods, it was the fully white, blonde-haired, blue eyed, narrow hipped, thin lipped woman that enjoyed the monetary fruits of his labour. Til today, I can spot with ease white women with black husbands jogging at night in neighbourhoods where black women were once too afraid to walk alone.

Despite our best efforts to warn him that in a Patriarchal Society, a man MUST uplift the image of his mother. Otherwise, no matter how labourious his efforts, he will fail and become the laughingstock of other males. No matter how intense his speeches on Equality and his efforts for Reparations, not one person will take him seriously if he cannot provide for his women and children.


Despite our best efforts, despite our pleas, despite our warnings and temper tantrums, we failed.




When black women asked to stay at home and school our children to avoid the bone-crushing racism of the white female dominated Public Education System, he refused and called us lazy.

When we asked him to put down the picket signs, forget about being a social justice warrior and build with other black males to achieve Black Economics and thusly Political Power, he refused and called us Gold Diggers.

When we required him to marry us so our children would be legitimate and to avoid the stain of single motherhood, he refused and said we were trying to trap him.

When we asked him to love us in our natural state, he refused and called us ugly.

And finally, when we asked him why he doesn’t do what Mother Nature expects of ALL male creatures to do for their females, which is to provide, to build and then to protect his empire from predatory invaders, he looked at us and said:


“The white man won’t let me.”




“Aren’t we tired yet?”, one angry black woman asked me in a private letter last Christmas. “They told us our hair was too nappy, so we raced to the salon to straighten it. Then it was the fact that it wouldn’t grow as fast as other women’s hair. So we raced to the Asians for weaves and clip-ons. Then it was the issue that we’re too dark. So we bleached ourselves to the point that our skin stripped and we got cancer.

Then it was our butts aren’t big enough. So now we’re having butt surgery. Then it was the fact that we’re not kinky enough like white girls. So now we’re throwing our p***y in cameras and showing them how sexually ratchet we can be. Then it was that we’re too educated and we make them feel dumb. So we said “fuck school, I’ll just hang out with you all day.”

“And you know what? It’s STILL not good enough. The goal post is always changing! And all we do is jump from one foot to the other fucking foot and it’s never enough! How come no other woman is expected to break her back for a man? Isn’t the female supposed to be the Prize to be won? Isn’t that what nature wanted? The womb is the prize. The vagina is the prize, isn’t it? Men are supposed to prove that they are worthy of it BEFORE we give it to them.

I’m with an Asian man now. He’s a Filipino and very family oriented. At first, if was so different being with this brown-skinned, short man. He spoke with a different accent, ate different foods and had a different culture. But you know what? He’s a family man.  They have meals together, talk over political issues and they have accepted me as their own. We’re talking about marriage when he finishes his Nursing Degree and gets a good paying job. I know my future children will look different from me. They’ll still be brown with “negroid features”. Just a different variation of brown with slanted eyes…and I’m fine with that. ”


This letter came from a pro-black, fist in the air, “the white man is the Devil”, black woman.


Her final statement to me:


“If you want a better chance of getting married and having a real family structure, black women had better start thinking about dating out of their race.”



An esteemed blogger wrote to me privately:


“Watch…in the next few years, we’re gonna see black men all over the TV, the radio, in movies and magazines promoting and celebrating black love and how beautiful black women are, especially those with natural hair and dark skin. But it won’t work. What’s done is done…”



A private letter from a white man:

“I’m baffled by the utter disrespect. I mean, white women are no prizes to be honest. They’re selfish, lazy, entitled and very childlike. They treat us like walking ATM machines. But I would never blast them the way black men do you. That’s just wrong. When I wanted out, I filed for divorce and moved on to another woman. Now I’m in a happy place. Also, what does that say about your self-esteem that you continue to take it? I hope that you’re not going to curse me out but I just had to say something.”




In the future, after Trump’s Presidency is long over, after the economy has fallen and the movie, The Hunger Games has taken place, black people will look at themselves and ask, “What the hell happened to us.”

How is it that we’ve been in this country for so damn long and have nothing to show for it?

How is it possible that immigrants who speak NO ENGLISH have surpassed us and left us in last place?

How is it possible that the black child continues to inherit dust?

And finally, what role did I play in our own destruction?


The purpose of life is to grow, to learn, to heal and  to understand.


My anger at the White System has (almost) faded and now my understanding is at a completely different level. When the Great Mother changes her system and we REFUSE to adapt, she allows us an opportunity to see things her way. To conform to her will. She does this because she loves us with all her heart.

But when that window of time closes and we still refuse to adapt, she simply begins to take you out.

There’s a name for that:

Natural Selection.

It is very real.

It is very potent.

And it’s happening right before our very eyes.


Say what you will about me.

Call me dirty names.

Spread lies about what you think you know about me…

That I’m an agent. A spy. A black man hater. A lesbian. A nappy headed immigrant that needs to go home.

I honestly do not give a fuck. I write for me. I write for my soul and my Spirit and my mind and my heart. And no one tells my story except for me.

All I truly desire for my beautiful people is to be free from this Matrix and to thrive.

But remember that I warned you:


Once the WOMB is gone from a Tribe, the Tribe dies.




This post will be heavily moderated. I may allow comments and I may not. I may write again and I may not.

If you don’t like it, then fuck off. 











This is How it’s Done

I got angry emails from black men regarding my last post. I was questioned about:


My “true” loyalty

My motives for writing the post

Why I was purposefully avoiding their questions


Black My Story, a long time reader and educated blogger buddy, claimed rightfully:

We have no authentic examples for black masculinity. 

Perhaps this is the reason why so many black women tend to gravitate towards the “thug” archetype.


This video is for the black males who wrote to me privately to cuss me out and tell me I don’t know what I’m talking about because the white man “won’t let them be men” in a system of white domination.





This Black Man didn’t need permission.

He knew that little black girls would feel inferior and unattractive playing with a toy that didn’t resemble them. He knew that the indoctrination began at childhood and did something about it.

For his women.

For his girls.

For the girls that would one day grow up and be wives and girlfriends and mothers and grandmothers. He is now on a campaign to remove ALL white dolls from black spaces. 


Thank you, sir.





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I wish Miss Pam was here to talk to.

I’ve been going around in circles about this topic for about 3 years. It’s a sensitive topic. It’s a divisive topic. But it’s a lethal and necessary topic.


Over the last 3 years, I’ve witnessed a silent but dangerous exodus in the black community.

With black women.

Yes…the one group least likely to date out, sex out, marry out, procreate out.

Black women are leaving black men.

And they’re not coming back.



A few years ago, I was in Philly looking around at the new upscale shops and eateries. I strolled around the Rittenhouse and Downtown Market East Street eager to see what was new and what survived. I witnessed, with my own two eyes, black women, mostly young-ish, some middle aged, adorably pretty, mainly slender, natural-haired, well put together, educated, soft, feminine, girl-next-doorish, soft spoken, with bangin’-ass bodies with non-black, mostly white males.


They were in their own world.

They window shopped together.

Laughed at their own jokes.

Held hands.

Shared coffee.


One white man handed a black woman a tissue for her runny nose. It was an intimate, sweet gesture.

I sat behind one black female, ( I think) Hispanic male. They sat and spoke quietly to each other. He paid the check with a credit card and not once did she ever reach for her pocketbook.

My observations heightened over the years when I saw black college girls and women with their white and (mostly brown-skinned) Asian boyfriends. At the market, they stroll hand in hand looking at any little thing and speaking amongst themselves.

I spoke to a former Black Power, fist in the air, black female about what was going on.

Her simple response?

“We’re sick of the bullshit.”


Miss Pam and I used to speak on many topics like this privately and wondered what would become of the black race if the last line of defense, the black female, said “fuck this shit, I choose happiness over struggle. ”


Over the past 10 to 15 years, I’ve watched (and read) as black men took to a PUBLIC forum to tell the entire world that their women, the womb, the vagina, the cooking, the house keeping, the sex , the conversation and the very existence of their mirror image isn’t worth a goddamn.

I’ve heard horror stories from my own readers about the abuse, the beatings, the killings, the rape and molestation from the men in their family and neighbourhoods. I’ve listened to the rantings of angry and depressed black men who blame the black female for his failings in life all because she wears too much make up and has on a hair weave.

Never mind the fact that she allows him to live in her house for free, eat her food, sleep on her couch/ bed, provides him with heat so he won’t freeze and gives him sex on the regular.

None of that matters.

It’s her penchant for weave that’s destroying the earth.


To be frank and brutally blunt:

If this continues, we’re fucked.


Once you take away the womb from a Clan, Tribe, Community, it perishes.

Just ask the desperate Chinese males that are running around the planet asking any female to marry and give them a baby. They kidnap wives from Thailand, Malaysia and the Philippines and beg them not to run away.

They travel to Africa and marry black women who are left defenseless and alone to inherit their Matrilineal Resources.


All the while, I have one question to ask.

Where are the black men?

What are they doing to prevent the top tier of their women from leaving?

The baby-mammas will always be available. They know this.

I’m talking about the woman you can bring home to meet your mother and have her secretly ask her about her ring size.

She is leaving.

I’ve been told by one black female reader on here that she’d rather be with the historical oppressor and be taken care of and her needs met than be with a black man who refuses to build with her. Refuse to provide for her. Her last boyfriend told her even though he makes really good money in Sanitation, he’s not supporting a stay at home wife and future mother of his children!


This post is painful to write. Painful to re-read. But necessary.


If we as a collective don’t get it together and begin to hold OURSELVES accountable for our degenerate behaviour, we’re not gonna make it.


It begins with loving the image in the mirror.






This post will be heavily moderated. DO NOT come on here with accusations of bedwenchery and how black women plotted with white males during slavery to kill black males.  Even though my blog doesn’t typically attract certain black people, every once in awhile, I do get them.

The purpose of this post is to inspire deep thought and self reflection. 






Famine on the Horizon

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If you’ve been watching California burn, ( a planned event, by the way ) and you know that California, like Florida, gives us produce, you’ll surmise what will happen next. There is a clandestine plan to destroy huemanity called Agenda 21. This is real and no, I’m not a follower of Alex Jones.

The French Prime Minster just made a bone chilling speech about how African girls/ women are simply having too many children and how proper education is needed for them. Funny…when whites were able to reproduce, not one word was ever said about them having too many offspring.

But I digress.

With California on fire and the air quality being worse than China, what will happen to farmland?

It will cease to exist.

As many of you know, my background is soil.

Growing food and animal husbandry is what makes my world go ’round. If the PH balance is off, no food grows. If the water quality is bad, no food grows. If the animals are gone ( especially bees, butterflies and earthworms), no food grows. In 2019, we will experience a MASS food shortage. What will be the outcome?


Then chaos.

Expect to pay more for milk, honey, bread ( bread is made from wheat ) and all forms of protein.

Expect the water to turn brown like in Flint, Michigan.

Expect your electric bill to skyrocket. Rothschild controls it ALL.

Expect to get sick.

Yes, sick.

Air travels so those in neighboring states will feel the pain.

Ever see a hungry man?

He’s not happy. And unhappiness makes people do crazy things. With the growing racial tensions, blacks will be especially vulnerable.


Have you been following my warning and stocking up on food?


I hope so.





Mr. Riley



My reader sent me this.


Like it or not, black family, we’re gonna have to fight our way out of this. EVERY group of people on this planet knows that we are the most vulnerable group on earth. In order to align themselves with the Dominant Group, they will go to great heights to prove to us, and the world, that we’re on the bottom of the barrel.

This post isn’t about whether or not the music professor was right or wrong in defending himself.

It’s about this:

Do you think this underage hispanic student would’ve treated a white teacher, who is old enough to be his father, this way?

And if he had, what would be the consequences for him and his parents? And his entire community?

When you find the answer, then ask yourself WHY black people ALLOW this behaviour.


And finally, what are we gonna do about it?


Next year is a very important year for us. Those of you that are into metaphysics know what I’m talking about. When will we decide enough is enough?


Stop Complaining If You Are Complicit

So a friend of mine called me yesterday to ask me if I’d heard about Colin Kaepernick being “the face” of Nike. He also asked me if I’d heard about Ben & Jerry’s new ice cream flavour:


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I told him not really.

He said a mouthful about big name companies using blacks for profit and how these same companies spit in our faces, never hire blacks to work in positions of power and how he’s sick and tired of how they pander to the black community just to take our money.

I listened to it all.

Then I asked him a question.

“What are we going to do about it?’



“Boycott them and hurt their wallets.”

Then I said, “And then what?”

“Then what what?”

I replied, “Then what do we do? Boycott them, for a little while, you know as well as I do black people can’t stick to anything,  then go right back to the beginning? Or play the game right along with them and every other race that sees us a weak and defenseless?’




You know, right now in America, farm land is going belly up. White farmers are walking away from their properties because of the high taxes, the immigrant laws that are cutting their labour force, the drug crisis killing them by the hundreds each day, and pure despair and desperation. A little known fact that they don’t want out is their children are too lazy and uptight to get up a 4 am to feed cows.


Why aren’t blacks swooping in to buy up these EMPTY lots and growing corn, potatoes, peas, herbs, bulbs and raising chickens?


A short story…


A few years back, I traveled to Philly to sit at an “open” auction. I’d seen auctions on TV but never in real life. Empty lots and abandoned building were everywhere. The auctioneer shuffled his papers and began speaking on “Lot 124”, the square footage, if it was zoned as commercial, etc…

What was Lot 124 selling for?

1,000.00 USD.

Then another space popped up. Then a building. Over 20,000 sq. feet. What was that going for? Around 10,000 USD.

I had a female friend who talked incessantly about buying property and opening up a black owned mall where black artists can sell and display their goods to the community. After hearing her go on and on, I took a chance and pitched a business deal to her about buying land and having an organic “urban” farm with me as the main gardener and silent partner. Shes’s more outgoing and would be better suited to deal with the public.

I was ready with a lawyer to iron out the details and had CASH to make this happen. Over lunch one day on Spring Street, I sat with a detailed plan of costs, labour, advertising for artists and a 5 years plan of how to grow and expand.

When the reality hit her of how much work was ahead and how intense it was going to be JUST to get started, she quietly backed out with an embarrassed look and a meek excuse that “something” came up.

That was pretty much the end of our friendship.

For those that are curious, downtown Philly is currently being gentrified and these abandoned buildings are now ultra posh hang-out spots, tea shops equipped with free WiFi and upscale mini apartments with juice bars in the lobby.


Every race on this planet studies us.

That’s why you have Chinese buffets that offer Soul Food along with Shrimp Fried Rice. You now have East Indians that open Jamaican Restaurants that sell us our very own food for a higher price than that of our own race!

You see them EVERYWHERE selling dashikis, fake hair, powder foundation for women in all shades of brown and, perhaps my favourite insult, white women teaching Afrikan Dance in their posh downtown lofts. So here’s the question:


Why aren’t we opening up:

Coffee shops

Dog Salons

Pet Clothing Stores

Bicycle Shops


Tanning Salons

Anti-Aging Cosmetic Clinics




What excuse do we have for not playing the same game????


I’ll tell you.


It’s because we don’t give a fuck.

Playing the game is hard work and requires a certain amount of critical thinking skills, extreme planning and working together. Three things the black race severely lacks. We’d rather complain til our throats are dry about how hard we have it while skipping to the store to buy Nike’s newest 300.00 sneakers.

The black community is now a PERMANENT UNDERCLASS IN AMERICA and we have no one to blame at this point but ourselves. Dr Anderson warned us over 50 years ago.

Please stop writing letters to me about how the Arabs are opening up gas stations in your neighbourhoods and how the Chinese/ Koreans monopolize the hair care businesses. I really don’t give a shit about how your Polish mechanic is ripping you off.

Why aren’t you in trade school learning how to fix engines yourself?

I’ve written dozens of posts on things we need to learn how to do to be a TINY bit competitive in this new system where immigrants are going to blow you out of the water. The other day, a new Slavic Bank opened in my area. These people can barely speak English but they managed to open up a legal bank.

I would be surprised in the least if Ben and Jerry’s stock exploded with a picture of a black woman on the label.


Not one bit.







The Audio Tape Black People Need to Hear

I have the most wonderful readers and blogger buddies that help to keep me informed of current events.

Thank you all for helping me to gain further understanding of the fight ahead of us.


For those of you that missed it, another white female revealed herself.

They dubbed her South Park Susan.


Here’s the first video:







Nothing new here.


But grab a pen and paper and take notes of the audio tape to Police Dispatch.



This, black people, is what really goes on in white america.


This, black people, is what your black children are up against.


This, black people, is the real reason why so many blacks are incarcerated worldwide.


This, black people, is the underlying reason why many blacks are unemployed, under-employed, scared to go back to work and prefer to “hustle” to make ends meet. This example is especially true for me and a wonderful black friend of mine that now suffers from severe anxiety.


This needs discussion and serious understanding if you wish to survive the next 20 years.


Pass this on and be educated.

What White Americans Just Don’t Understand

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I’ve watched news clips on and off since Trump’s selection into the White House. I’ve also listened to various commentaries on the changing face of America and how it affects the white race. After all, in this realm, only white thoughts matter.

The thing that astounds me still, especially given the notion that whites love to throw in our faces their absurdly high I.Q., is how clueless they are about how fascism works and how it operates.


Whatever Powerful Whites perfect on black people, they will eventually do to everyone else. 


We’ve been busy not only fighting for ourselves, but fighting for everyone else too. Gays use us. In fact, Obama was their white knight. Hispanics use us. They loooove using the Brown Card and the “I speak another Language” Card when it suits them, then they resume to tell us to fuck ourselves when the dust settles.

But the one group that has used us the most is her:


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The white female is the Empress of Users.


(I’d like to thank all the white males that tell me secrets about what life is really like with this pale female. )


Right now, in the climate that we’re in, whites feel more empowered and emboldened than ever. They finally have a white guy, who APPEARS wealthy, who says all the things they can only dream of OUT LOUD with zero consequence.


Something they don’t understand is this:

They may share the same colouring, but they do NOT share the bloodlines, the bank accounts, the friends in high places and the demonic Freemason Jesuit religion.

These demonically possessed whites, who are your real owners, don’t give a fuck about you.

They couldn’t care less if you’re struggling to pay your rent, have heat for the winter, go to bed hungry or have an opioid addiction. They use you as a low-level warden in this prison system to keep an eye on blacks and snitch on us while they fuck you sideways.


While they take your pensions.

While they rob your Medicare.

While they poison your children.

While they push MORE drugs into your tiny communities.

While they build prisons for your “troubled” teenage sons and daughters.

While automation puts you from the assembly line to sitting at home staring at the walls you can’t afford


And you’ll be as happy as a pig in shit.


“At least I ain’t a nigger!”


As we speed into 2019, you, white man/ white woman, will come to a realization that blacks in America and throughout the diaspora, no longer give a fuck about you, your imagery, your lifestyle, your foods, your feelings, your movies and what you have to say.

We’re ready to move on.


When the harsh reality hits you that you’re living in a fascist state where you’ll need a passport to fly from California to New York City, where Ford lays you off with no pension, where your precious strawberries cost 30.00 per bundle, where your gas tank is too expensive to keep full, where you’re dying in your living room of preventable diseases, where your in vitro fertilization fails for the last time…

…you’ll turn to black people for help.

And we won’t be there.

Not this time.

In 2019, we’ll be busy working on ourselves and putting ourselves back together as a small and tentative community. We’ll be busy homeschooling our children to keep them away from your children who can’t keep their hands off daddy’s shotgun.

The rift between black men and women will slowly mend as we realize we’re all we have and you, white people, will be left:


In despair





And chaotic.


And you’ll have not one person to blame but yourselves.

A few black males have confided in me that they were toying with the idea of dating a white female at work but with the recent 911 phone calls by white women, they decided to “forget about it.”

Yes, the Me Too Movement, which is mainly about white females being “tired” of white men, will make MORE men of ALL races leave you home dateless and sexless on Friday night.



Oh, by the way, please forget about returning to Europe.

They can’t stand your ass.




Gay is the Newest Race in Trump’s America



“Black people have no friends.”

Amos Wilson

I Was Wrong



The great and humbling thing about life is recognizing when you are wrong and openly admitting it. I’ve spent years upon years blaming the white male for his evil ways and his unfair policies. What I’ve come to realize upon learning how this system operates is:

The system of white domination is ruled by white males by proxy. 


He may appear to be the king of lies, the sultan of disharmony and the emperor of chaos.

But he is not.

He acts out of his desire to appease his female mirror image.


He understands the very delicate and subtle nuances of rulership. Something that black people STILL do not fully understand.

You must appease, honour, worship and cater to the womb that gave you life. It is the only way that white life has any meaning and the only way to reinforce your male dominance.


I have gotten perhaps 50 or more letters by white males over the years telling me (privately) that they utterly despise the white woman they married, sexed, had children with and the white in-laws that live in their fully finished basement apartments with the expensive Berber carpets.

They tell me tales of how:

She emasculates them in front of his children and in public

She treats him like “a walking ATM machine”

She compares his lovemaking skills to her past lovers

She can’t cook

She’s  a “cold fish in bed”

She’s very dumb and can’t speak well in public

She follows him around the house and nags him


One white man who has given up on all white American females told me how SHE instigates arguments with him in hopes that he’ll strike her and she can call the police, file for divorce and go after his business.

For those of you that will misinterpret this post, please don’t. I’m NOT giving white men a pass on anything. The universe has spoken and both he and his woman will be dealt with accordingly.

This post is for me to admit I was wrong about who is really in charge.

When I saw this tape, it made me think of Emmett Till and how easy it is for black life to be snuffed out by the lies of a deranged white female. It made me think of the countless blacks who are now dead because a white woman “said so.”


As sad and very frightening as the world has become, I’m glad that social media is revealing to THE ENTIRE WORLD what black people have been saying for centuries.


One more thing to my white male readers…


Those of you that will fight for justice in the future ( because your lives are gonna depend on it ), maybe now is the time for you to reel in your woman. ‘Cause she’s gonna get you killed as well.

If you understand what I’m saying.





On Borrowed Time

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My phone blew up when Brett Kavanaugh was confirmed as Supreme Court Justice.

I wasn’t the least surprised though.

I fully expect white America to do as they are supposed to do:

Prolong their survival by any means necessary.

As their demographics continue to fall, as drugs continue to ravage their small ( and big ) towns, as their crops continue to rot in the fields due to brown people being rounded up and deported, as their workforce continues to sink into despair, I FULLY expect white America to vote for the most ruthless, savage, totalitarian dictator imaginable who will openly rob them, brutalize them and enslave them.


Because this race of people, who know better than we do how they came to power, will sacrifice their freedoms for the tiny perceived privilege called whiteness. 

And it’s all they will have left.

As funny as it may seem to my long time readers, I no longer hold raw anger towards ANYBODY. Time, meditation and understanding truly helps to heal one’s soul. I understand why America voted for Trump. I understand why Kavanaugh is on the bench. I understand why white women, who scream the loudest about misogyny and unfairness, will gladly sit next to and uphold the regime of men who seek to brutalize her and her daughter.

How do you justify centuries of racism and then turn around and fight for justice for all? 


You don’t.


You keep on fighting for yourself and those that look like you even though YOU no longer believe in the lies. Is it no wonder why a huge chunk of white America suffers from some form of depression/ anxiety? Is it no wonder why white males LEAD in suicides?

This tormented race knows they are on borrowed time and they are frightened beyond words.

My good buddy told me that mulattoes will “take over” and become the new black as whites seek to prolong their existence by sexing us and having children.

I disagree.

This planet is getting hotter and hotter. The UV rays are so strong, so powerful, only the strongest, most heavily melaninated people will be able to withstand this new and changing EcoSystem. Therefore, mating with non-melaninated people will only BACKFIRE.

To those that love that light caramel, mocha latte complexion with (hopefully) green eyes and sandy-coloured hair and INTENTIONALLY seek out partners who will give them “pretty babies”, sorry luv, you’ve made poor choices to continue your lineage.

I could post letters from black males who have written to me to tell me how “sorry they were to have mated ( their words) with white women and produced offspring.”

But I won’t.

Old news.


As we speed towards 2019, more and more blacks will take their children OUT of public schools and homeschool them.

We’ll open more businesses that will rival theirs.

And the planet will RESPOND to our new mindset and open more doors for us.


That is why, 2019 will be a very serious year for the black race and we must prepare for anything. And I do mean anything. As my ex-friend used to say:

A scared muthafucka will kill y’all.


Black women, now is an excellent time to discern who you sex and if you wish to have children. If not, take stellar precaution not to get pregnant. Those outpatient facilities you take for granted WILL NOT be available to you much longer.









A Letter From a White Reader

If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you’ll know that I regularly get (long) emails from whites, mostly Americans, asking me to stop judging all of them by the actions of a rotten few. They implore me to “think rationally” with “zero emotion” and stop relaying to the black masses that whites do indeed have some type of power to devastate black people.

Those that are truthful, and there have been quite a few over the past few years, admit shocking racism ( shocking only to them) from their family members, friends, co-workers and even from their children. The main question coming from them is always:

“What can I do?”

Which leads me to this recent letter from a white reader:


“Dear DOAN,

I’ve subscribed to your blog and have enjoyed reading your thoughts even though you paint me with the same brush as everyone else. I’m a white male, in my fifties and was born here. Even though I know the playing field isn’t equal, you and others make it seem as though it’s more severe than ever.

I know I’m not the popular person on here, but I have a serious question to ask you.

What exactly do you want from white people? Is it money? Is it an apology? How can I make it so you don’t hate us? Slavery is over and I know the after effects with the prison system caused you a lot of grief but seriously what do you want from us as a collective? Not being rude or intrusive but just asking a serious question to stop all the hate directed at me just for being white.”





I, along with countless blacks, have written well thought pieces and video responses on the many, many ,many ways whites worldwide can stop this insanity. But for those of you that still don’t understand…here’s a response:


Dear “X”


As a white male, you are the single greatest contributor to this system we call white domination. What can you do EXACTLY to end this insanity, you ask? Well…


  1. If you see something racially amiss, speak up against it out loud.
  2. Take the time to educate your children on racism and explain to them why it is wrong
  3. Admit you do indeed have white privilege and use it to erase barriers
  4. Stop pretending that the things we say don’t count, didn’t really happen or we’re being too sensitive


By denying others the right to their huemanity, you ostracize yourself from huemanity.

In the very near future, whites will find themselves alone with zero allies. Whites in Europe who wish nothing to do with American whites, have already began distancing themselves from you. I know this for a fact.

Have you ever thought what the world will look like when EVERYONE realizes that you and your female counterpart is responsible for their condition economically, agriculturally and otherwise? After all, you are the ones that run things, are you not?

Your vote, your voice and your opinion is what counts, isn’t it?

If you truly desire a level playing field, you’ll find a way to do it.












Dear Negress #6

A letter from a (new) reader…


” Dear DOAN,


I saw this post on a video that talks a lot about the things you’ve mentioned:


( continued )
I’ve also noticed that we are saying a lot of the same things word for word almost. And our energies are shifting towards each other and less and less for them. They can feel it too. On my job, they approach me just to ask me silly questions but I know it’s because they can sense a change in me. I watched the movie you suggested called The Host :

I know you believe in other worldly things so I hope that this doesn’t sound crazy but I truly think whites are from another planet. They came here because they need a host planet to live and feed off. Black people are so enriched in what they need to survive they keep us around to parasite off but it’s getting too late for them.

I’ve always wondered why miscegenation laws are still on the books as illegal but they push interracial sex and having biracial children. Why have sex with the person you hate, right? Why form unions involving children that look like the person you claim is beneath you?

I believe that something is happening to them and their getting desperate to survive. That’s why suddenly you see the black woman on TV with white males. Even in movies you see a very dark skinned black woman with not a hispanic man, not an arab, not an indian man, not a native man but a fair skinned pale white Anglo man.

After all the ish they put us through telling us that we’re the least desirable, ugliest, nappy headed woman on this earth, now they’re promoting us? Correct me if I’m wrong but didn’t they lynch black males for whistling at their women? Now I can’t walk down the street where I live without seeing a white woman holding a brown baby by herself.

The question that needs to be asked by ALL of us is why?” 



Dear “X”

Thank you for your readership.

I’m going to make an unfortunate prediction.

I remember when Dr. Welsing stated very ominously that the (fake) Jews reached the highest level of integration with the Germans right before they were rounded up. I get the funny feeling that all those folks, they know who they are, that are PERMITTED to have the enemies woman, ( the opposite doesn’t hold as much weight due to the fact that this is still a patriarchy and men make the rules and enforce them) are going to be used as examples on a worldwide stage when the time comes.

I can’t give you FACTS on where Europeans come from because I can’t back anything up. All I have are reasonings, some literary knowledge (which may be falsified by agents of white supremacy) and my gut.

My gut tells me that EVERYTHING indigenous to Nature can withstand the high UV rays of the sun.

My gut tells me that everything Native to Nature has rhythm.

My gut tells me that it is NOT normal to be at war with the very planet that sustains you.

My gut tells me that even though Cultural Curiosity is NATURAL and should be ENCOURAGED in a positive fashion, it is NOT normal to hate and fear others for no reason.


Using that simple logic, I urge you and all my readers to surmise the answers for yourselves.


~ TruthBeTold




The Passing of Trojan Pam

Many of you may have just known her as Trojan Pam or Umoja, the author of Black Love is a Revolutionary Act, but I knew her as Miss Pam. My friend, confidant, mentor and fellow blogger. Pam and I spoke privately on many issues ranging from society, black on black relationships, family, men, girlfriends and “fun” stuff that women liked.

I spoke of her often ( along with Neely Fuller)  and encouraged my readers to buy her books and support her efforts.

So you can imagine my shock and sadness when I learned of her passing.




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Black Family,

Pam did more for us than you could have ever imagined. She awakened us, inspired us, dared us to think and told us that “we are all we have in this system that seeks to feed off of us and destroy us.” Pam is a light that shone brightly and a voice that spoke earnestly for her people. She did what she did because she loved us and believed in us.

Along with countless others, Pam left us too soon but I’ll rest a bit easier knowing that the ancestors are watching and protecting and whispering to us on a daily basis.

Let’s show her that we heard and understood her pleas for us to wake up.

Tonight, before you go to bed, take a minute to say thank you to her for all that she did and the genuine love she had for her people.



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The New I.D. Cards are Coming…





This post is for my Alchemist/ Root Workers/ Shaman Family,

I need you to do whatever you must do to help stop this from happening.

I have blogger friends and “regular” friends that are in the process of buying land outside of this corporation or have already bought land but need more time to get themselves together. I also have friends that have chosen to stay right where they are and have chosen to fight for what they believe in.

The beast must be stopped and only we are strong enough to do it.


Join me for a Meditation Session and let’s get to work.


*Special thanks to His Royal Highness for alerting me of this*

The Paradigm Shift is Officially Here Part 2



I wasn’t going to write this but the Spirit guided me to.

Now that Nature has made her official decision, it will happen this way:


For every one of us that is unjustly murdered, beaten, stalked, harassed, bullied, embarrassed, molested, raped, abused and overall mistreated, thousands of them will perish at once. They’re losing their jobs at massive rates due to their zealotry and it’s being caught on tape for the ENTIRE world to witness. Of course, this will be in our favour but we need to be more careful than ever.


Get ready for more mass killings, school shootings, bomb threats, stabbings and all kinds of Nature/ Animal attacks that will “suddenly” pop up in the media, both mainstream and grassroots ( Youtube). Karma is at an all time high so with each attack, they’ll immediately feel the swift justice of the Mother-Father.

Now is the prime time for you to buy land, grow your own food and start businesses!

The planet is giving you a window of opportunity to take back what is rightfully yours.

Seize it and do not be afraid.


The time to distance yourself (psychologically and physically) from your enemy is now.

By being in their company, you will get caught up in their crossfire. With the exception of work, I keep my personal time to myself in my garden. They can sense this and invite me to all types of backyard shindigs, miniature golf, horseback riding, dog parks and hiking trails. I always have an excuse ready as to why I can’t partake and their disappointment is evident.

Move away slowly and take your children OUT of public schools and homeschool them. I was home schooled and it was the best decision I’ve ever made. Eat at home, drink your beer at home, never get gas at night and be aware of your surrounds.


Good luck and stay safe.



August is coming so get ready for “a televised event” that will spark your ire and antagonize you. After all, the hottest month of the year needs melanin to thrive and the beast is very hungry.


The Paradigm Shift is Officially Here


My phone rang a few days ago with various bloggers and friends asking me if I had heard of:


The Yale Incident

The Coffee House Incident

The Lawn mowing Incident

The Coupon Incident

The Ice cream Incident

The Barbecue Incident


“No…not all of them but a few”, was my response.

“What the heck is happening and why are they flipping out?”


This question looms in the minds of some of us that aren’t aware of the Earth’s Final Decision.

All living things live and thrive off of energy. Plants needs it, babies can feel it, animals can sense who to trust and who to run away from and even water responds to loving words vs. hateful rhetoric.  This planet is in the full process of cleansing herself and starting over.

We do not dictate to her anything. 

She is in full control.

That’s is why fires are rampant, volcanoes are erupting, streets are literally opening up and devouring people. The ones that She has decided are not supposed to be here any longer are dying off at a rapid rate. 

Some are catching horrific diseases that doctors have never heard of, some are self terminating and others are simply dropping dead for no reason that the average man can explain. The planet has made her choice and we, flesh and blood people, have no other choice but to accept and deal with it.

As Mercury spins into Retrograde and our levels of consciousness increases, those that are destined to be erased, OF ANY RACE, are being exterminated. They are literally dissolving right before our very eyes. Hence the madness, hence the panic, hence the increased fear even though NO ONE has proposed a threat.


Let me ask you a question:

If I bump into you and spill your coffee, whose responsibility is it to make recompense?

It is mine.


Because I’m the one that caused the imbalance and the personal upset.

How can I make reparations ( To repair what is broken )?


  1. I can offer to buy you another fresh cup of coffee.
  2. I can give you the money for the cost of the coffee to buy anything you wish



Once I’ve taken the balanced and proper approach to make things right ( recompense ), I’m giving YOU, the offended party, the POWER to choose your own destiny.  Even if you say, ” Oh, don’t worry about it. Thanks anyway”, The Universe has taken notice that I DID MY PART to make things right and has no need TO INTERVENE.


If I choose to be arrogant and prideful and entitled and throw you a nasty look, a horrid gesture and continue along my way, it should come as NO SHOCK when someone spills an entire bucketful of oil on my favourite and very expensive blouse.


Why are things heating up?

Because it’s time.

Because it’s long overdue.

Because a scared and entitled group, OF ANY RACE, who refuses to do what is right, who takes glee in hurting others, who chooses to hold on to things that do not belong to them, who absolves THEMSELVES to any responsibility, who holds enormous privilege yet feigns the contrary, who uses their privilege for injustice, will ALWAYS act out in methods of self destruction.


What can the rest of us do?


Stay out of it. 

And let Nature handle it. 











Dear Diary #11

One of the things I love about being so innocuous, so harmless looking, is how easily people tell me things.

My growth and development has depended enormously on understanding the hueman condition  and why people do the things that they do. My co-worker, another farmer, let’s call this person “X”, came up to me to air out her frustrations at the world.

She not happy right now ’cause things are changing too fast for her liking. Too many Mexicans are coming over here with free money, free housing, free training, free everything and it’s all being paid for by the “hard-working ‘Mericans of this country.”

I listened as she told me that her grandparents were so poor, they had to catch their own food in the woods. So poor that they had a little radio for entertainment and a pair of socks on her birthday was a great gift.

She lamented on how her one brother almost died from a tragic farming accident and there was no money to get medicines but “those people” get free stuff. I nodded silently as though I really gave a fuck and she continued to rant about how Trump needed MORE support to throw “these foreigners outta here” and rebuild ‘Merica to its former greatness.



Me: But didn’t your folks come here from Germany?

X: Yeah but we did it the “right” way through Ellis Island.

Me: When they got here and spoke no English and had no money, who helped them to acquire farm land?


She turned and looked at me from hair to sandal.

She took a step closer to me allowing me to see that one eye was a bit greener than the other and almost faded freckles splattered across the bridge of her narrow, bony nose.  She was a most startling contrast to my brownness and softness.

Then she spoke showing crooked teeth.


X: Ya know…the people that should get pregnant aren’t and the ones that shouldn’t even be allowed to mate are popping them out left and right.


This is the moment I’ve been waiting for! 


Me: You mean like drug users?  ( I so love to play dumb and can do it better than Britney Spears )


X: I don’t mean to sound racist but certain people should be sterilized. Look at my friend who graduated at the top of her class. Her IQ is about 140! Her and her husband are dying for a baby and they’re BOTH infertile!! Can you imagine that? They own a beautiful home and make tons of money and would give the child the best education possible but they can’t conceive.

Meanwhile, other folks are popping ’em out and can’t even buy diapers! Who ends up paying for that? Me! I support Trump and hopes he builds that wall.


Me: I see.


I nodded slowly as if I was taking it in. My face remained unchanged and I gave no evidence of my “Gotcha, you bitch!” moment.


Me: Well, in the end, only the Powers of Nature gets to decide who and what they want on this planet, right?


She looked at me then went back to her own stand and rearranged her perfect array of fresh dill. I peeked at her, looking at her bony profile, and felt a tiny and surprising tidbit of pity.  Sometimes I shock myself at the level of pity, however fleeting,  I feel for this tormented white race. How awful it must feel to know that you’re dying and there’s nothing, nothing, you can do except rant and grow angrier and more violent.

Between the opioid pandemic, yes…it’s worldwide, the meth craze, suicides, school shootings, sun cancer, low sperm count in 20 year old males, difficulty getting pregnant after the age of 30 for females, multiple miscarriages, erectile dysfunction in 30 year olds, interracial sex that’s literally changing the entire face of Eastern Europe and death rituals being conducted by our Priests and Priestesses ( I’m buddies with one in Louisiana and she tells me of the horrific accidents that only they have ) is it no wonder that they are in full panic mode?

The one thing that still baffles me though is their blatant refusal to acknowledge their Karma. Everyone sees it. Everyone called it. Everyone told them that “your day is a-comin'”. Everyone begged them, for centuries even, to make the playing field more equal lest their progeny suffer.

And yet they continue to deny what is obvious to everyone.

Michael Bradley, a white researcher, foretold of this as their (his) Inheritance.

If he saw it, why can’t they?







Why Are Whites Worried About Becoming a Minority?

I have the most wonderful readers that send me great info.

Thank you, “X”, for this video.



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