Okay, so I have been on this “Blackness” trip lately. Why does it seem that all of a sudden a confluence of stories comes to unsettle me? Am I being paranoid? It’s not like anyone has said anything to my face that was malicious or even supremacist. Maybe I’m having a middle aged crisis? Part of the new Blackness is passing away from heart disease while in your mid-forties.
What I needed to do was to find something that would recharge my spirit. Something to validate my desire to keep on living. Thank GOD for the internets. If you search hard enough you will dig up something that falls right into your wheelhouse of emotions. This is the story I have been waiting to read…
A WHITE WOMAN EXPLAINS WHY SHE PREFERS BLACK MEN
Or so I thought.
This shit might as well have been written by DAVID DUKE or fucking JOSEPH MENGELE. I just wish that for once a mainstream media voice would relate to Blackness as not the ‘other’, but the same. This author has obviously been sampling cocks for most of her life and she still can’t get past the outside. There are too many WTF?!? quotables in that article.
This article also reminds me of a discussion that I listened to on Racialicious Radio. CARMEN hosted a podcast which asked the question why there are no “sexperts” of color working in the mainstream media. It’s obviously needed when the only mentions of color are submitted by a racist fetishist. I think the New York Press article was meant to be less serious and more tongue-in-cheek. What I really could have used from the author was more tongue in asscheek talk.
True story, funny story is that the day after I read that article my homey POLOTRON sent me an e-mail containing ANOTHER article from the same author. Holy shit! The way things were developing in my mind I was about to meet up with the author and possibly bump uglies. If there’s one thing I could do it would be to bring her ass back to the white side. White girls aren’t the only ones that got back to white after dating me, but I have been known to give Blak chicks the motivation to find something new too.
HARLEM: IT’S A HARD-KNOCK LIFE
In this article, the author blames the thug element for decreasing the quality of life for Harlem’s indigent residents, as opposed to gentrification by people who could give a rat’s ass about the Saturday afternoon drum circle that convenes in Mount Morris Park.
I always heard that all you need to happen in order to change someone’s voter registration card from Democrat to Republican is to mug them. The truth is that it’s impossible for me to feel any kind of way for the author NOT because I have a tacit agreement with thug life. I don’t. I recognize that it stems from poverty and is harbored by people who have a gut feeling that their options are limited.
The other reason that I don’t feel anything for the author is because I now know the backstory. The REAL story. The man that the author mentions is someone that I have known since we were teenagers. I call him Menasaur. Is he a thug? Yes. Is he a gentleman? The answer to that is yes also. Menasaur was providing the author with more than just hairstyling. He was styling on her with his manhood. The author enjoys Black rods, but apparently doesn’t like to pay to play. I think her white privilege told her that a Black man would see her clit as a gift from GOD. Truthfully, it prA’li looked more like another job. Driving Miss Daisy type shit.
So the author has a sexual relationship with her hair stylist and she is upset with Harlemites for not jumping up to get beatdown when everybody in the building already KNEW that she was behind on her dick payments. If anyone on this planet understands how lay-a-way works that would be Harlem folks. The author had exceeded her grace period and full payment was due.
The author complains that Harlemites accept thugs because they fear them. The author is a liar and a doppelganger. The poor people that live in Harlem, and Bedford Stuyvesant and East New York and wherever else thugs also reside are constantly under attack. Economically, educationally, social accesibility and democratically. They are victimized constantly by outside forces and they in turn victimize each other. If they police, or the government killed every suspected “thug” would there still be poor people? If your answer is yes then the thug would still exist as well.
Fuck what your heard, SUSAN CRAIN BAKOS is a liar, and a thief of services provided (I’m talking about haircuts, not escort services). Hopefully she will use some of the proceeds from her sex advice books to buy herself a place to live where Black guys view a forty-something years old white woman as the goddess Isis. I have no idea where that place is.
