Friday, November 9, 2012

She Hate Me: American Bastards at the Party




I was born I Omaha Nebraska, I lived there for about 6 or 7 years until me and my twin sister were adopted and later moved to the heart of Dixie, the great state of Alabama. In Nebraska we were basically the black kids at school, this meaning it was a mostly white school. At that young age in the school I attended I didn’t know the difference between black and white. Yes, I can remember that I liked black girls but I guess I was just born with that in me (no complaints). When we moved to Alabama I was exposed to racism almost immediately. I’m sure it was part of the welcoming care package when a little white boy told me “Life is like a box of jelly beans no one likes the black ones”. Standing there with my mouth open I didn’t understand what was happening. I had a very proper accent because of the schooling I was exposed to in Nebraska; kids would ignorantly tease me by calling me “white boy”. This also confused me because up untill this point in my life I was the blackest person I knew. Boy did I get a huge shocking dose of reality of how my life would be for the next 15 some odd years living in Montgomery Alabama, whose seals states that they are the birth place of the civil rights movement but also states it is the cradle of the confederacy
Go figure that a cities objectives and conflicts are stated directly on its seal as if to say we are proud to be the birth place of the civil rights movement but we also were an important part of the reason for the civil rights movement. How does a city of predominantly black people support an intuition that divided a country over the right to hold another race of human beings as property? And we can argue all day (and some of you will and have) as to what reasons the confederacy really was about but when it comes down to it, it was about free labor (money). Some of the laws in America can be traced back to have a very racial history as far as it’s reasoning of even being thought about to be a law. This day and age is different though, Am I right? Racism is dead, right? I mean we have a black president, right? The days of being discriminated because of  the color of our skin is dead right? You don’t have to look very hard to find that not to be true. I don’t have much concern for other countries troubles today because I see my brothers and sisters struggling. My brothers and sisters are dying and getting kidnapped by the government for trying to make ends meet, for trying to just get the basic requirements of life met. Yeah it’s sad to hear about Africa and Haiti and Mexico and Egypt, and Libya, and other nations but I can’t begin to lift a helping hand for them when I see what is going on all around me.

The results of the elections surprised a lot of people, not just because Obama won, but because how Americans reacted when he won. People were exposing their little stupid racist heads with no fear. Not only showing disrespect for the president but for black people in general. I was not surprised because I grow up with racism is my face; I can spot a racist 20 miles away. I’m a very good judge of character, I see people as they really are. It scares people for me to know things about them that they barely know about themselves, it scares me too. I’ve (well we’ve) sat back and took a beating while racism has run rampant. People don’t care anymore they want you to know how angry they are, they want you to know how they want black people to be slaves again not even knowing that they themselves are slaves to a government that hates the people. And no I’m not talking about the Obama administration; I’m talking about the system as a whole. If you think racism is the problem your severely mistaken and blind to what is really going on in America. We are sleep and its time to wake the fuck up. Knowledge truly is power, it always has been. Get educated and I don’t mean the systems education which is geared to keep you blind by filling your heads with lies telling you that America is in these other countries to establish democracy and stabilize the people so they can have a better life by bombing and killing it’s people, and then when one of our people gets killed, we as Americans are all in an up roar over the country that killed an America who was promoting peace with a gun (Not to justify any of it). You don’t promote peace with violence. You can’t start a foundation of peace with war. How is that supposed to work? I’ll admit I got off subject a little bit, I apologize for my government if anyone has lost a friend or family member in the wars we continue to engage in and support. It’s time to wake up and see what is really going on in the world, in the country, in your own community, in yourself. Don’t you realize you are love itself? Don’t you realize that we together make this reality? The world is the collective reality of who we are as individual people. Turn off the chip in your brain; get rid of the plant that has grown because of the seed that was planted in us long ago by the things we learned in school and from our parents and was nurtured by our friends and the media and entertainment. I’m disappointed in what we have become, when did we become so weak hearted? I remember when I was little and I heard about the American dream I was excited thinking that it was something that I can obtain. But it was never for people like me, it was never for people I grow up with, black or white. It was for people like Mitt Romney and Donald Trump and they keep us distracted with stupid things like race and  gas prices and other things that don’t matter while the continue to tell us what we don’t deserve and continue taking money from the working class who is keep America running. I’m going to stop it right here, me and another writer friend of mine are seriously thinking of starting a new blog where well discuss politics and issues that affect us all as the people of the United States of America. If you would like to join and or help just email me and I’ll give you more details, it’s time to wake up

Shaun Lamar
DforDramatic@gamil.com

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