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Open Discussion #9

This arrived in my mailbox.

HI invisible women. Let me put this clear to you. Racist both white and black racist people are usually dumb. Im surprised that everything you said in your post is absolute bullshit. I was like , will she say one thing that makes sense and is correct. Guess what you disappointed me because everything you said is complete crap and there is no truth to it at all. We should work on fixinf problems with rascism and not spreading them like you. But guess what. White woman are the most beautiful woman on earth and I bet you feel that way to so you take your frustration out on the internet. Most black people are waaaaay to stupid to accomplish anything out of value but you have some smart black people. YOU WISH TO BE WHITE AND IT`s obvious. I almost feel sorry for you but I dont. You said that white people are trying to be black, guess what. That happens one in a million while the opposite is one in one hundred people. SO

FUCK YOU cunt!

if you were amrt at all you would LOOK AT WHAT THE JEWS does. But ohhh too bad YOU`RE STUPID!

Dear white people,

Ever since I opened my little shop, you’ve been craaaaazy, ain’t ya? Keep the insults coming. You are motivating me to succeed more than I can ever tell you. At this rate, I’ll open 2 shops just to piss you off. By the way, please continue to show my black family who you truly are. In the words of The Hon. Elijah Muhammad:

“I don’t have to convince you the white man is the Devil. He will convince you of that himself.”


Unwanted Roommate

Pale Horse


Underneath my blackness, lives a visitor

She is The Pale Horse

She whispers to me “Nigger…get back! You’ll never make it!”

I close my eyes

fight her

punch her

kick her

pull at my brain…make her stop…Pleeeeeeeease!

I wanna be in peace and live in ease

But she cackles her deathly grin and sneers

“I’ll never leave. I’m here to stay. You’re stuck with me, I’ll never go away.”

So I run nowhere with quickened feet

Only to embrace my imminent defeat

Scream with no voice

Cry with no tears

Sleep while awake

I’ve done this for years

Accomplishments  forsaken with a dirty glance in the mirror

Her reflection stares arrogantly at me

“Told ya. You see?”

I call upon the ancestors for strength and I win…sometimes

But I’m tired… worn out…immobile… atrophy has set in

May I sleep forever?

Will I smile never?

Too much to be done all at once

How do I rid myself of my unwanted roommate?

She’s here to stay

As she says, “I’ll never go away.”


21 Harsh Truths White People Don’t Want to Hear

The year is ending. 2013 will be tumultuous for you. As the realization sets in that you, the self-entitled Supreme Being, are losing power on the planet that you stole and destroyed out of greed, you’ll implode in more ways than one. Being unable to self-reflect, you’ll take out your rage on darker-skinned peoples in ways that will shock even you. There is not one thing that you can do now to reverse the damage that you’ve caused. So please stop trying to “fix it” and listen: You are not fit to be a leader. This planet is not yours. And very soon it will return to the rightful owners. Accept it.


1. Every true African thinks you are a cold, heartless, tyrannical, lying, devious, untrustworthy, manipulative, demonic bastard.

2. Money, no matter what amount, will not make you happy.

3. No matter how much surgery you have, you’ll never compare to a black woman’s natural beauty:

Grace Jones

4. You are the only race on Earth that cannot live harmoniously with nature.

5. Your desperate attempt to be “like us” is pathetic:

6. Your low self-esteem and intense insecurity shows every time you use the word “Nigger.”

7. Dr. Bobby Wright, a genius, summed you up to a tee:


8. Deep down, the thought that you ruled over other people makes you feel proud:

9. White women, contrary to your propaganda, are not the most wanted women on Earth:

10. White men, contrary to your propaganda, are not the most masculine men on Earth:

11. Without your white skin, you’d be nothing.

12. The reason why you try to keep blacks from progressing is out of fear for our revenge.

13. You really don’t feel as guilty as you want everyone to believe you do.

14. You and your people are the sole cause of destruction on the planet.

15. You are 100% satisfied with your unearned privileges.

16. Pretending not to be aware of your White Privilege isn’t fooling anyone:

“innocent” white woman

17. You lack the true capacity to change your racist views.

18. Your forefathers sins are apart of your bloodline…forever:

Future Racist

19. If slavery was reinstated, you would no longer have the need to take anti-depressants and Viagra.

20. You are your own worst enemy:

21. You cheat, lie and manipulate your way to the top because deep down, you know you cannot compete at a level playing field with everyone else.


21 Harsh Truths Black People Don’t Want to Hear

The year is ending. 2013 will be harsh for us in more ways than one. In the Spirit of my ancestors, I will speak blinding truth about us as Africans. As talented, Spiritual and great as we are, we have a tremendous amount of work to do if we want to live. Darqbeauty, a Hebrew Israelite, has touched on a powerful point:

“There is a separation happening amongst us. Those of us that are “awake” / becoming “awake” are slowing and quietly moving away from the rest who insist on remaining asleep.”

This disjointment, which I simply call Negro Madness Disease, will either stop just in time for the revolution to begin or it will hinder us in our struggle. I hope this harsh but well-intentioned post will cause you to think, pause and ask yourselves, “Is this what the ancestors died for?”


1. Your own jealousies, competitiveness, in-fighting, unwillingness to support one another and pettiness with other black people is what’s keeping you from moving forward. (Pssssst! White people are masters at The Brown vs. Brown Game)


2. We never learn from history because we believe:

a. That white people can change

b. That things are “getting better”

c. God will help us if we just pray and do nothing to help ourselves

d. That just because we lack the capacity for evil, others lack it too.

3. Having the latest gadget, like a 50″ flat screen TV for showing off, is more important than building stronger communities.

4. Eurocentric education is by far the worst thing that has ever happened to us:


5. No matter how big your house, how fancy your car and how expensive your jewelry, whites are not EVER going to be impressed with you or have respect for you. To them, you are just another nigger.

6. Treating each other like garbage isn’t going to win you favours with whites.

7. We kill each other because we can’t kill the enemy.

8. Most other Coloureds, especially those with direct African blood, don’t want anything to do with us for they are ashamed to be labeled with us.

9. The reason why we fight each other is because we hate ourselves.

10. Identifying with white people is the foundation for our mental illness:


11. All black people are mentally ill but we don’t want to accept it.

12. We latch on to other people’s struggles as a way to get them to accept us…which they NEVER do.

13. Black men who hate black women hate themselves.

14. Black women who hate black men have no self-respect.

15. The fact that our children are being lead astray is our fault.

16. The black church is the white man’s most effective weapon.

17. Whites despise us with a blinding passion because they need something we have:

18. We are still waiting to be told how to fix “the problem with no name” because we are too passive and complacent to figure it out ourselves (

19. Marrying/ dating and sleeping with a white person will never change the colour of your skin. Will never gain you acceptance into the White Club and will never stop them from calling you a no-good, low-down, dirty Nigger:


20. If whites had the chance, tomorrow morning slavery would be back with a vengeance…and they would make sure it remains in existence for all eternity. Accept it.

21. We have no friends/ allies on this planet.


Stockholm Syndrome: The Negro Madness Disease

“Out of the blackest part of my soul, across the zebra striping of my mind, surges this desire to be suddenly white. I wish to be acknowledged not as black but as white…who but a white woman can do this for me? By loving me she proves that I am worthy of white love. I am loved like a white man…I marry white culture, white beauty, white whiteness. When my restless hands caress those white breasts, they grasp white civilization and dignity and make them mine.”

—Franz Fanon, Black Skin, White Masks

Stockholm syndrome refers to a group of psychological symptoms that occur in some persons in a captive or hostage situation. It has received considerable media publicity in recent years because it has been used to explain the behavior of such well-known kidnapping victims as Patty Hearst (1974) and Elizabeth Smart (2002).

The term takes its name from a bank robbery in Stockholm, Sweden, in August 1973. The robber took four employees of the bank (three women and one man) into the vault with him and kept them hostage for 131 hours. After the employees were finally released, they appeared to have formed a paradoxical emotional bond with their captor; they told reporters that they saw the police as their enemy rather than the bank robber, and that they had positive feelings toward the criminal.

The syndrome was first named by Nils Bejerot (1921–1988), a medical professor who specialized in addiction research and served as a psychiatric consultant to the Swedish police during the standoff at the bank. Stockholm syndrome is also known as Survival Identification Syndrome. {source: stockholm}

Most blacks involved in exclusively white relationships are suffering from Stockholm Syndrome.

It has been my estimation that ALL black people living in the known universe, especially those that have daily contact with Europeans, are insane…myself included.
Seem harsh?
Not really. In order to survive in this oppressive and maddennig white-dominated society where you are constantly being told you are:
1. Worthless
2. Ugly
3. Lazy
4. No-good
5. Disease-ridden
6. A scourge to all society
It is imperative to dissociate ones mind from the constant abuse and develop “coping mechanisms.” My method happens to be isolation. I simply do not communicate with whites anymore on ANY level unless absolutely necessary. I can literally pick up on their evil and aggression and somehow, without knowing it, I become ill. I feel physically sick, weakened and mentally exhausted. I first realized this in school being surrounded by hordes of white women constantly staring at me, watching me…studying me. I felt their colour arousal for me and it made me uncomfortable.
Now I’ve become so proficient at sizing them up, all it takes is a quick glance into their empty, doll-like eyes and I know to keep far, far away.
For other blacks who cannot isolate themselves depression, drug-abuse/ use, alcoholism/sex/ food /shopping abuse and suicide/homicide are common symptoms. And for the most damaged, it’s Stockholm Syndrome.
How to defeat this, you ask?
Like most illnesses, the first step is admitting that you have a problem.
Then second step is admitting what the problem is:
White supremacy.

Black With Envy

Are White Women Mutilating Themselves Trying to Look Black? An Analysis
By Xavier James { thank you Mr. James for a great article }
I’ve spoken to a lot of black women who had been accused (not by me of course) of trying to look white. Although the majority of them denied the allegation, the majority of them also attributed these changes to the latest style or fashion trend. But in hindsight they were directly or subconsciously imitating what white society dictated to be the standard of beauty. You’ll be surprised what people will do to belong, to get ahead or simply survive. For centuries now, black women have felt pressured to meet a European standard of beauty, style and etiquette. And for the most part black women imitated their white counterparts as a way of coping or dealing with the rigors of the white ruling class placing their white woman and anything she wore, said or did above anything else. After so much of her own culture and style was withheld, shamed or beaten out of her the only thing the black woman could do is imitate her oppressors. In doing so the black woman soon found more and more doors opening up for her.
However, beneath the black woman’s European dresses, blond hair weave, designer make-up and green contact lenses was her uniquely chiseled lips, hips, breasts and buttocks They hadn’t changed. And white women never let them forget that for a second. They teased, taunted and psychologically tormented black women so much about their non- European, non-white features and darker complexions, that some black women began bleaching their skin, getting nose jobs and starving themselves half to death hoping to lose their big, round unacceptable buttocks. These are the same Europeans who in 1810 kidnapped an African woman (Sarah Bartmaan), put her in a cage naked, and traveled around the country making fun of her big butt, lips and skin. These are the same white folks who put Ota Benga in a cage inside the Bronx Zoo to make fun of his African features as well. Then with the unilateral help of white men controlling the media (movies, television, magazines and newspapers) the lilly white image of the thin white woman was practically deified around the world but especially throughout America……UNTIL NOW!
 Beautiful images of black women began to surface and before long black women began to see themselves through their own eyes. They realized that they too were beautiful; their hair, their eyes, their noses, their lips, and their hips were perfect. Once the vale had been removed the world wanted, needed to see more. People began to look at the world around them through their own eyes instead of through the skewed blue eyes of those trying to create an alternate reality. As the world began to see more and more black women, the more they wanted to see. Big lips and big hips were all the rage. The same media that was used to degrade black women(and men) suddenly found itself in a battle to control the public thirst for more.  But they couldn’t. The women who were once worshiped by every culture and race on the planet as goddesses, were back!

White women, feeling left out and rejected, complained to their male counterparts about all the attention they were giving black women, so they of course had to come up with a plausible solution. First, to prove they were not self absorbed or materialistic, white women went out and adopted as many black babies as they could get their hands on. That would prove to the world they could be better mothers to black children then black mothers themselves could be; without the post traumatic stress that came from slavery or segregation. It was cool, trendy and attention grabbing but then the novelty wore off and they were back to square one.

Secondly, They needed to look the part. The collective subconscious mind of White women realized they weren’t just competing with black women but the onslaught of Latino women as well. Latino women were coming out of the woodwork and being lauded and applauded as the next big thing. And these Latino women came with their own lips and hips to boot. They weren’t just maids and housekeepers they were mistresses and lovers. And white men were once again sneaking out to the maids quarters- as they use to do to the slave quarters, to sleep with the hired help. In order to win back the attention of not just their white men but black men as well, white women were forced to take more extreme measures.
Tan in a can flew off the shelves. Tanning salons were booked to capacity. And you couldn’t find an empty spot on the beach where a white woman wasn’t lying there, baking in the sun, trying to get darker. Collagen became the latest craze, then Botox the greatest thing since high heels. And now butt lifts are the norm and injections are an everyday outpatient occurrence around the country. White women no longer want the flat, pancake rear ends their momma use to have, no they want the new, round, black behind; and they’ll do anything to get it. White women are getting breasts on credit and Brazilian butt lifts in the back of  shady doctor’s offices as some would be nurse administers anesthesia while looking out for the cops.

I haven’t seen a white woman on television in years with her own lips or breasts. They all look like black lip wanna bees, cartoon-ish, animated versions of real lips. The same full luscious lips white folks teased and tormented black folks for having, white women are disfiguring themselves to obtain. And now white men are describing their bigger lips as “pouty.”  And the ones that are disfigured; “trout pouts” and “duck lips.” The increase in failed medical procedures extend to Botox and botched butt-lifts. That’s right; White women are dying for black butts. Butt infections are rampant; followed by discoloration and lumps that require corrective surgery. White women are paying unlicensed providers then bending over and getting injected with substances that aren’t even meant to go inside the human body. Why? Because THEY DON’T WANT A FLAT BUTT ANYMORE! In Russia only 1 out of 4 plastic surgery procedures are successful, leaving thousands of women scarred or disfigured. American statistics are not as high but thousands die from complications none the less.
Is it self esteem, fad or overindulgence that’s fueling this self image debacle? Thousands of women mutilating themselves trying to look like something other then what they are. After seeing Lisa Rinna’s lips why would any white women still take a chance on a procedure that could leave them looking like Donatella  Versace? What’s been fueling this obsession?
Could it be the white male collective pushing white women to such drastic measures? I did a history check and found out that white men have always went to the black woman for anything of substance. When he needed his clothes ironed, he got the black woman to do it.

When he needed his house cleaned, he got the black woman to do it. When he needed his food cooked it was the black woman who fed him. The black woman even pulled out her breast and fed his children while his white wife watched. Who’s bed was he sneaking off to get into as soon as his white wife was asleep? That’s right;  the black woman.  Arnold Schwarzeneggerand Strom Thurmond are perfect examples of that. White males own and run the media. They drive the train of popular thought that creates the reality most people live in.  Could they be the architects driving this subconscious train  wreck of white female mutilations? Are they trying to make white women into the black women of their dreams? If we are to subscribe to the Freudian school of thought then the answer would be an absolute “yes.”  I laughed when I read the Psychology Today article claiming black women were less attractive. I knew it was propaganda and psychological fodder to soothe angry white women.

I’ve seen documentaries detailing chemicals in the food and drinking water changing the body structure of  white women;  giving them more shapely figures. These same chemicals  make black women develop faster however white women develop differently. Where there was no shape in the vast majority of white women ten or twenty years ago, white women are now sporting thicker, more developed bodies.
A 65 year old white woman pulled up next to me at the light the other day. Her lips were so swollen and disfigured that I thought she’d been beaten up. “Botox” my girl nudged me. I knew those weren’t her regular lips because the crows feet (wrinkles) around her eyes and mouth exposed her age. She looked animated; disfigured. And why would this old woman disfigure herself trying to get a pair of black lips? That’s when I remember what my grandma said; “black don’t crack.” But more importantly she (they) white women collectively have always wanted thick, juicy lips and child bearing hips. But since they couldn’t have them, they tormented black women because they did. That’s how envy works.
 Envy (also called invidiousness) is best defined as an emotion that “occurs when a person lacks another’s (perceived) superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it.  –Wikipedia
Only medical science and technology has allowed this generation of white women to achieve what their parent’s could only dream of; having black features. But at what cost? And is their new, more ethnic features going to change the way they view themselves or is the solution a lot more complex then mere cosmetic surgery? I’ve noticed Hollywood has been hiring a lot of white actresses with these new and improved features and giving them roles black women should be playing. White Beauty pageant contestants are poppin’ up everywhere with these new ‘pouty’ lips. Magazines are featuring more and more white women with defined curves, and less with the old ironing board behinds; making it difficult to immediately determine what their nationality really is.
Are white women becoming the new black women and should black women be concerned?
Is it a complement to black women? Or is the aim to replicate and replace black women? Are white women stealing these black features in an attempt to maintain their white superiority status?
It’s too bad Sarah Bartmaan can’t be here to see this. Oh, and that brings me back to my original question:
Rapper Ice T went out and found a white woman and literally tried to turn her black. He changed her breasts, put implants in her butt, botox in her lips, sometimes corn rolls in her hair and demands that she maintains a deep, dark tan.

Although completely void of talent, white men (and some Negroes) constantly praise and adore Kim Kardashian for nothing more then going out and getting black features.

Can you imagine having to kiss those lips?

White women are now risking their lives to look like the black women they’ve historically 
taunted and oppressed?

…And the mutilation continues


10 Counter Racist Tools Every Black Person Should Have


Why? Headphones deter conversation which may lead to detrimental results. I use mine even when not listening to music. I never leave home without them.


Why? Highliting your book gives off the impression of studying, which means “Do not disturb.” I use this tactic on the train, bus and anywhere I can to keep myself as safe as safe will allow.


Why? Eye contact may spark unwelcomed comments, looks of fear and misconstrued intentions. I once had a white woman confess to me when black men look at her, she feared they will rape her…on the street, you know, like, in broad daylight… in front of everyone.


Why? Because being black can get you killed at anytime, any place on earth. Confrontation is the white man’s tool in order to call the cops, fire a gun, etc.  Add skin colour to the equation and you’re in a hot mess. If you feel a confrontation is looming, a siren will cause unwanted attention, which may end up saving your life.


Why? For those that work late, pick up the kids after school or go to night school, this is a must.


A clock? No. A hidden camera…for those that work in white corporate AmeriKlan this is imperative! When accusations fly, things go “missing” off your desk and files from your computer get “accidentally deleted”, you need proof to back you up.


Another One?! Yes. This time for your car. Black men: this could mean life or death when pulled over by the cops.


Believe it or not, not everyone has one. Why is this important? If you get pulled over by the cops, dial your OWN HOME NUMBER, your sister’s number, your friend’s number and, if no one picks up, let the machine record the events that take place. If possible, say the name of the officer (usually it’s on his badge) out loud so the machine can record it.

Example: “Officer Smith, did I do something wrong?”


Why? Because when you’re driving late at night, do you really want to pull over at a gas station? Alone? Or with kids and family in the car? Since Trayvon Martin was lynched by a civilian, my family begged me to stop getting gas after work, especially when I worked 2nd shift.


A cooler bag? Why? When you’re on the road, either traveling alone or with family, a cooler bag full of sandwiches/water will come in handy so you don’t have to pull over in an unfamiliar part of town/state. Whilst traveling across the south, I never thought to do this…till I had an uncomfortable situation with the owners of a small five-and-dime. The next day, I bought a large cooler bag to travel with. Now, whenever I’m on the road, it’s full of goodies.

Sometimes planning ahead will save your life.

Hope this helps you. Any more ideas or suggestions?


Black Like Me

Since my need to conquer white supremacy has me thinking about all sides of this insanity, I will give you the opposite side of my post, White Like Me.

Since pale skin is deemed desirable and white women are the standard of beauty, why does any white person wish to have darker skin? Why tan? Why risk skin cancer to look like a clone of the very thing you deem inferior? Isn’t darker bad? Isn’t darker ugly? Isn’t darker “niggerish?”

Some common connotations associated with white:








Sounds good, right?

Now let’s examine black:






Bad luck


Sounds bad, right?

Ok. Fine. It is what it is. I’m not the one that created the dictionary.

So…now that we understand how whites use the most important weapon ever made, language, to convey psychological warfare, why would they want to look darker? And why make products that look like this?

Not only is the product promoting blackness, it is promoting blackness 20x! Now that’s black!

My supposition:

1. Whiteness, in its pale glory, is secretly unhappy to be pale. Pale skin denotes sickness, sadness and sterility. Being devoid of colour is considered unattractive and flavourless. Hence the need to obtain colour as a way of expressing happiness, spirit, well-being and health.

2. Whites are envious of blacks. Melanin has given us resistance from disease and sickness. We do not age or wrinkle easily. With our God given protection from UV rays, mixed with our plethora of skin shades from “peach” to chocolate, we are quite a striking bunch of peoples. When I hear white women comment on Michelle Obama’s “well toned arms”, I know secretly that is her exposed skin that arouses them.

3. Whiteness, in its supremacy, can draw from anything it wants, apply it to themselves whilst scoffing at the very thing they find grotesque.

4. People, no matter who, are never happy with what God has given them.

5. They can tan and grow darker while still maintaining their white privilege. So for them, it’s the best of both worlds.

Any thoughts on why this? Do you disagree/agree? Why or why not?


The Great White Hope

Look at this couple:

Notice a trend? I’m seeing a lot of good-looking, well-to-do, black men who date, consistently, obese white women. I never really paid attention to this phenomenon. In fact, I really don’t give a shit. It was my friend X, that I went to visit in NYC, that called it to my attention. We were strolling along Washington Square Park, looking at the jugglers and the break dancers, when she said, “Hey…look there…another one.” Another what, I wondered?

Another brother with his fat, white girlfriend. Boy, they don’t even care anymore to go for the pretty, white girls…as long as she’s white, they’ll bow down and grab her. Self-hating Negro.”  I stopped gobbling my Mango Gelato, turned and looked at her in slow motion and wondered if she was correct. Hmmm…maybe she’s on to something here. I have seen this plenty of times before but didn’t really stop to think about it. Why do some black men date and marry obese white women? This is seldom seen in the world of celebrities. Rich, good-looking black men will only date slender, blonde, stunningly good-looking white women. Some theories as to why:

1. Self hatred is a funny thing. When you,  a black man, look into the eyes of your black woman, you’ll see every fear, hope, disappointment and sorrow life has to offer. After all, she is the other half of your Negro self. A white woman has the ability to make you feel “better” about being unemployed, broke, dark-skinned, having prominent features and being uneducated. She is your “insurance” that someday you, the black man, will be accepted into white high society. Being with her elevates you to that “other level” you’ve been striving for your whole life.

2. An obese and unattractive white woman is considered to be amongst the dregs of white society. Her own white man will not have her. She, in her need to be adored, chooses the one man who is desperate enough to adore her simply for the colour of her skin and his own insecurities.

3. When a wealthy black man has “made it“, a black woman is no longer considered to be on his “level“. He must do as they do, walk as they walk and have what they have if he is to be on the same playing field.

4. They are, in simple terms, in love.

Now, I don’t believe that every black man who prefers white women does this out of hate for his black women. There are many reasons why this occurs. Preference may be one of them. I asked a black male friend once why he likes blondes. His answer was, ” Truth, why do you like pistachio ice cream?” I answered, ” Because…I just do.” His response, ” Same here.”

What are your thoughts?


The Three D’s of Supremacist Psychological Warfare


This is big. Have you ever tried to explain your plight and struggles to a white person only to have them tell you that “it’s all in your imagination?” Or what about, “you’re making a big deal out of nothing?” Well if you have, welcome to the denial strategy. Denial is a powerful tool used for confusion and casting doubt. Having the victim doubt themselves renders them vulnerable and susceptible to your brainwashing. It also inhibits others from coming to their rescue, which leaves them defenseless. That includes the brainwashing techniques of :

a. The backhanded compliment, “Oh…you speak so well!”

b. The passive-aggressive act of psychological violence, “Excuse me, Reggie? ( in front of your peers) Your ideas are not coming across very clearly.”

c. The mob mentality or “ganging-up” on someone, “It’s true, everyone agrees that Keisha isn’t right for the job.”

Don’t be fooled. In AmeriKlan, where this system is rampant and inborn, trust your gut instincts to pick up on that “vibe.” And if anyone tries to dissuade you from your own instincts…run.


This is a common and well know tactic. Ever tried to relay a story about being followed in a store and your white counterpart interjects, “But that happened to me too!” Or, “Well, I don’t see how that’s racist because Tim is just an asshole.” This tactic of mental warfare is done on purpose to make your plight seem:

a. Trivial

b. Unimportant

c. Petty

d. To undermine the seriousness of your struggle

The worst thing a white supremacist wants to hear, is that you are on to them. By deflecting your plight, shame and anger, it makes you feel as if your feelings and statements are simple hyperbole. It is done to invalidate you.  Don’t fall for this strategy. This also tricks you into having a debate with them…to further educate them on just how AWARE you are of their trickery. This is where I fall prey. At times, my temper and, unfortunately my ego, get the best of me and I get sucked into an argument with the very person who wishes to see me destroyed. It is only after I am seething, that I realize that I’ve been had. I tend not to argue with my own kind, this is counter-productive, especially when I see that they too are victims of this disease, instead compassion and education is the way to go…except in the case of the Black Anglo-Saxon( a post to come this week ). Remember the line in Godfather where Marlon Brando tells Sonny, played by Jim Caan, “Never tell anyone outside the family what you’re thinking!” Well, keep your business within our family and don’t get sucked into it. I will fight hard to remember this in the future.


This is an obvious one and it stings the ego. Have you ever been in the midst of a story or explanation of how you were treated because of your colour and a white person, purposefully, begins to spew facts on black crime rates and gangs? You stop in mid- sentence and go:

“Hey…wait a minute…I was talking here. WTF?” Well, my sisters and brothers, this clever tactic is done to derail the honesty of your statements, to throw the focus off of them and bring the focus on how you and your people are the cause of your own issues. You are your own worst enemy…and if you could just realize that, all would be well with Oz. I remember the white girl, it’s mostly white women where I’m concerned, who cut me off in mid-sentence during my explanation of racial profiling to tell me that Africa was the number one country in the world that rapes women.

As if one had anything to do with the other! But this is what they do….and we, if not armed with knowledge on how to recognize its signs and the reasons why they do it, will fall prey…again and again.


Why I No Longer Keep White Friends

I grew up with diversity all around me. My first crush was on a Guyanese boy of Indian Descent. I had friends calling our house of all nationalities and races. I never knew the difference between them. I wasn’t raised that way. We were just kids going to the arcade to play Mrs. Pac-Man and Donkey Kong, listening to Michael Jackson’s new album, Bad, and trying to fit in. I never realized until I got older that white people were different from me.

I come from humble beginnings. We worked hard with no excuses. If you wanted to eat, you had to work. There were times when we struggled…and I mean hard…but God always provides for tomorrow. I learned at an early age from watching the one woman in my family who would serve as my ultimate inspiration, my mom. She was strong, capable, unyielding, tough as nails and loving to a fault. I, being a black woman, also had to be tough and determined. I too had to swallow bitter tears. No one was going to coddle me, protect me from the evils of the world, give me things I didn’t earn and make me feel as if I’m a precious specimen to be adored. I am black. I can’t afford to be naive.

When I entered high school, I began to befriend various white women. They flocked to me. In fact, EVERY relationship I had with a white girl, she was the instigator. She complimented me on my bone structure, my lips, my frame…the curliness of my hair, the softness of my skin…she wanted to know what foods I ate and what music I listened to. She inquired on where I’m from, on how I “spoke so well” and where I learned to speak proper English. She watched the way I walked, the way my lips moved when I spoke, the whiteness of my teeth against my skin and how she could tan “just like me.”

It never occurred to me to be offended…at all. I was young and never knew the difference. College was another story. I grew my hair long. Being of mixed ancestry from both parents but especially my mom and grandparents, my hair took on a beautiful wave when long. I was told that I had the kind of hair black women envied. I shrugged it off. I didn’t care, I had boys on the mind.

White boys began to notice me. A lot. Then my relationship with white women began to unravel. Suddenly, the smiles stopped and the scowls began. The compliments on the pretty blouse I had worn, turned into criticisms that I shopped at consignment stores. They eyed me suspiciously and made the most horrific remarks about how ugly all black women were. How fat, how smelly, how unkempt …and how no self-respecting white man would date, let alone marry, “one of us.”

Then came the job world where I would constantly be bombarded with stupid motherfucking questions about why blacks:

Dressed, ate, danced, fucked, talked and lived “the way they do.” But, you see, do not be offended because you’re not like the “rest of them.” Then the questions came about my:

Hair, clothing, skin, freckles, lips, buttocks, waist to hip ratio, nipple colour (in the RN’s locker room) and if black men’s penises were really that much bigger. But, you see, do not be offended because you’re not like the “rest of them.” Then the questions came on why blacks:

Are prone to raping people, killing people, fucking up their own neighbourhoods, stealing, doing drugs, joining a gang, spraying graffiti, being more racist than “any white person they’ve ever met” and just being a no-good, low down, dirty, rotten, stinking drain on society. But, you see, do not be offended because you’re not like the “rest of them.”

Then came the men…

Who would stare that cautious but lustful gaze riddled with guilt with comments on how he’d always wanted to “try a black girl to see if the rumours were true”. Who would have the expectation that because you are black, you’re not a REAL woman and should be used as an instrument of sexual relief for a hard day at work. Who would grow angry with righteous indignation that you would REJECT him due to the fact that you should be grateful that he even looked at you in the first place. Who would have the expectation that your complexion is an invitation for promiscuity because that’s what “pa said“.

So after explaining with great and excruciating detail on why blacks in AmeriKlan are scapegoats to keep the racial flames burning, after explaining that the term “African-American” or any other hyphenated ethnicity was a political tool to divide the nation and get more votes, after explaining that all people commit crimes but the media airs the black ones more frequently and at primetime between the hours of 4-9 pm due to Nielsen Ratings, after explaining to them that the concept of race is a white invention and no other species on earth does that, after explaining to them that the Department of Justice and the FBI embellishes their numbers to keep minorities at the bottom, after explaining to them that all politicians are bought and paid for by Wall Street, after explaining the history of slavery in this Puritanical country and having them nod and say “Ohhhhhhh….right, Ok….I see…yes, yes, yes” and then say the same stupid ass bullshit comments over and over again to my face with a smile…I finally said:

FUCK IT! I’m done!


Dear Diary #1

I got a phone call last night from X, a white ex-classmate of mine. I was surprised to hear from her. We weren’t that close. She told me that she found the piece of paper in her address book that had my number on it and she felt the urge to call me. I listened as she explained how she felt regarding an incident that had happened when we worked and studied together.

When we were students, we ended up in the same hospital for our clinical rotation. It was a monstrous hospital, ever growing and very hard to get into. She, being a blonde from Staten Island, fitted in nicely with the other girls who loved to talk about TV shows, waxing their eyebrows and dumb things their boyfriends did.

Me, being black, working class, from NYC, who prefered books to TV and never revealed anything too personal…well…you know the rest. To say I stuck out like a sore thumb was putting it mildly. There was a tension in the room at all times whenever I was present. I now know that the name of that tension is called, “White Anxiety“. There was this one Italian girl, let’s call her Y, who hated the sight of me. Y did everything in her power to fuck me up. From giving me wrong information about policies and procedures, banning me from entering the patient’s room( that’s how we learned pertinent exams…from observing ) and…finally, writing a letter to the administration team of my school, imploring them not to let me graduate. I was written, in great detail, to be: Absent( 2 times in my entire internship ), argumentative, defiant, slow, aggressive and as someone who will “never make it.”

I cried openly the day when I was summoned to the administrator’s office. School was expensive and we didn’t have the money to begin with. They wondered what had happened to cause this woman to say such atrocious things about my character especially when I had gotten good reviews everywhere else. I pondered the consequences of telling the truth. I lied. I said I don’t know. From the look on his face, I knew that he didn’t believe me. The thing that stuck out for me, was this girl X. The same girl who witnessed my pain and suffering but said nothing. She saw and heard…but turned the blind eye. I’m not mad. Her education and career was on the line too. As you can guess, I did graduate and eventually moved on to my career.

So…why the phone call from X? It was to tell me that the day she found my number on the crumpled piece of paper, guilt hit her and she couldn’t sleep. She explained how she wanted to say something in my defense but nerves and fear won out over doing the “right thing.” She said she was sorry for all the things that happened and wishes now, that she, a mother of a black boy and wife to a black man, had spoken out on racism in the workplace. She asked me to forgive her for something so potent, so dangerous yet so widespread…silence.

Sure, X. No problem. That was ages ago. But now that your eyes are finally opened…please…next time…speak.


Why White Women Keep Silent When Michelle Obama is Being Attacked

When I hear Rush Limbaugh spewing hatred at my favorite lady, I wait patiently to see the barrage of white democratic women who call themselves feminists who will no doubt come to her rescue.


Maybe they’re all waiting for the right time to strike down Mr. Limbaugh. After all, in AmeriKlan, girls are a minority too. Any moment now…..



Perhaps the reason why they keep silent is because they’re happy to see her verbally assaulted.

History Lesson:

Not only are white women oppressed (being a woman means they’re a minority) but being white means that they can be racists but don’t have to own up to it the way a man would. See, white women, being the ****cough**** delicate creatures that they are, are shielded from any wrongdoing, blame, evilness and accountability.

Their only purpose, historically, is to be the decorative ornament to appease the white man, sexually (if his slave was unavailable) and politically (as a trophy wife; Donald Trump knows about this quite a bit).

The slave stole all the master’s time and affections. The master would leave his perfectly adorned wife, in her pretty nightgown, to fornicate with his slaves. After many, many copulations, he spawned a brood of young ‘uns that needed even more of his time. The neglected wife, in her rage and vengefulness, would copulate with the biggest, strongest, blackest Field Negro she could find.

This passive-aggressive act was done to hurt her man, hurt the concubine (for she bedded her man) and to show her power. That being said….

When Michelle Obama is being attacked and NOT ONE white woman opens her mouth to say, “But…”, that too is a passive-aggressive act done out of vengefulness. Add to the fact that defending a black woman who isn’t worthy of being defended may hurt her husband’s chances of political victory. When the Limbaugh/Fluke fiasco occurred, women and men jumped from far and away to defend Ms. Fluke’s right for conception. Women lambasted Rush and his sponsors fled, fearing political backlash and claims of misogyny. When Nancy Reagan told AmeriKlan’s to “Just Say NO!”, AmeriKlans applauded her gutsy speeches, her fierceness for wanting to tackle AmeriKlan’s problem with drugs pushers. ( Actually, Ameriklan wouldn’t have a problem with drug pushers if they didn’t need to take drugs…but why tell them that? After all, this country was built on Puritanical beliefs.***cough, cough***)

How dare Mrs. Obama, with her stunning good looks and Ivy League education dare say a word about kids eating more vegetables? How dare she try to grow a vegetable garden? And less soda? Are you kidding me? Sarah, I-love-to-kill-moose, Palin says, ” Let them eat S’mores!” What does she know? A black woman telling white AmeriKlan how to eat properly? She’s only married to some African guy with an ordinary job.

Who is she? Oh…yeah…a black woman.


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