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Editor’s Note: I have an open invitation to friends of the website to submit articles that they wish to have published on the site. So to that end we will get to experience the rants and musings of BLACK JUSTICE. She promised me that she’ll take no prisoners on her journey so I expect the streets to be littered with bodies. Get down or stay down because here comes BLACK JUSTICE…

There were so many ways that I thought and labored about how and what to write about. I wanted to write about relationships and romance, about the injustices Black women suffer all around the world or even about one of my first loves-this thing called hip hop music. But I decided it’s going to be about all of that wrapped up in a fat layer of humor topped with sarcasm and a little mean-spirited-ness.

Ever since me and my friend, known as ‘The Dallas’ talked about doing something together(in print only bitches) there was one subject that I really felt needed to be discussed or at least addressed. Also this article should be read while playing/downloading ‘Knucklehead’ by Grover Washington Jr. So here is the question of the day.

“When did Black women become one of the most hated people on the planet?”

Allow me to explain myself. In my travels and discussions with many different men, especially in the NYC area, people are filled with hate and disdain for Black women. What the fuck? Let’s get even a little deeper and really bring it out, these are the following comments that have been said to me about Black women over the last few months.

1) “All Black women want to do is be on welfare.” Said to me by an African bootyscratcher, illegal ass alien that has had no source of income for over a year.

2) “We don’t let Black women with short hair and dark skin in the clubs. Hell no!” Said to my best friend by a demented ass, no car having, punk-ass doorman that can’t afford to hang out at the clubs he stands in front of every night.

3) “I don’t talk to girls that are darker than me.” Said by a freakishly tall, professional basketball player that without his million dollar salary would never get any ass because he looks like a buck toothed, jaundiced, mentally challenged pelican.

It fills me with furious anger that even in this day and age according to the above comments my skin is still my sin? Well let me say that as a Chocolate Deluxe, fuck off! One of the greatest joys in my life is seeing Oprah making paper, Storm (the real Storm) lighting suckas up and Tyra with her perfectly coifed weaves holding it down! Another source of double happiness is when I lay in my man’s arms and our bodies form a Matrix of cinnamon brown and we both agree how beautiful it is to see that “brown skin” in the words of India.Arie. So on behalf of brown women everywhere, I love my skin, my nose, all that and I look forward to going on a vacation so I can lay out and attempt to go from Boogiedown brown to Black.

So here it is, I promise to try and give it to you at least once a month, maybe more if the inspiration hits me right. Please send feedback and let me know what you think. I would love to hear from men and women that have been affected by the new color lines that seem to be drawn everywhere.