Reverse Apartheid Warning: Killing Whitey is ‘Cool’ and the Death of American Meritocracy
Reverse apartheid has long arrived in America.
A culture where captive white individuals and wealthy corporations cower in fear and virtue signal incessantly to an unhinged extremist mob convinced of their victimhood and morally justified to any level of violence against property or person.
As delicately as I can put it: Take your cancel culture victimhood bullshit and shove it up your ass.
We live in a nation of a two term black President, multiple black supreme court justices, African Americans at every level of elected Federal, state and municipal office and both private-professional and bureaucratic power.
Hell, we even live in a nation where the God-awful, abysmally deficient quarterback who set up this powder keg of cultural stupidity, a black child raised by white parents and who once threw six interceptions in a single game and took more knees on the sideline than he ever did in victory formation under center, was still paid $11-million in his last year in the league. And who will now play again because owners and league management are terrified of the very apartheid system Colin Kaepernick helped inaugurate. Because they’re cowards utterly beholden to a generation of spoiled brat children who were mollycoddled instead of spanked by lazy parents.
If you don’t give me that cookie, I’ll scream until you do. Or, as Black Lives Matter says it plainly, if you don’t give us what we want, we will burn down your nation. And kill your family.
If you don’t give me that cookie, I’ll scream until you do. Or, as Black Lives Matter says it plainly, if you don’t give us what we want, we will burn down your nation. And kill your family.
And corporations from McDonalds to Nike to the NFL now reply in unison, “Oh, no worries. We can light the matches ourselves.” Woof.
The conflagration combustion of idiot American culture.
Death of meritocracy. Temper tantrum rejected and ignored. Because you’ll get what you wanted: A system precisely reversed and diametrical from the one Martin Luther King Jr. envisioned and dreamed.
But make no mistake. You’re no longer here because of your talent, intelligence, unique ability or personal appeal. Not for athletic ability, academic achievement, eloquence, charisma or artistic flair. Whether Native American, black or hispanic, you won’t really ever know again if you made it because you earned it, or because a murderous Bolshevist flash mob held the nation hostage in the Spring of 2020 and never let go.
How sad. Sad for you. You’ve stolen that from yourselves. Forever.
No matter your chosen field of endeavor, it’s all about the color of your skin now, babies. And the fear of stupid people over what you might do if and when your fragile feelings are hurt. But maybe to you, the pandering of cowards feels just as nice as actually becoming a success on your own sweat and blisters. I would never have been satisfied by that. But that’s me.
And maybe that’s why you won’t catch me dead pandering to your fantasy racism BLACK LIES MANURE. And maybe that’s why you never loved America at all.
