The Rant That Was Too Long In Coming...

I am tired of hearing Black folk make excuses for ourselves, as if it is our job to make the world like us. Huh? We’d probably get further if we stopped giving a damn about stuff like that and just handled our business.

I recently ran to the grocery store for bleach while cleaning my house. I struck up a conversation with an older woman in the cashier’s line that continued into the parking lot. She gently chided me, telling me that I seemed like a nice young man but that I knew better than to come out of the house in dirty sweats and a t-shirt. “These folks will think we’re all like that…”

So? I was CLEANING MY HOUSE. I see white guys who may be anything from CEOs to street sweepers in the stores all the time in gear that makes them look like refugees from “Cops”. Why must I present some front to appease folks when I go out? My money should be credential enough. What’s funny is that I bet the only people in the store who paid me any attention were the Black ones. What’s funnier is that if I wore a Brioni suit to grocery shop and got arrested on the way out, folk of other persuasions wouldn’t give a damn about my attire. Stop being so damned sensitive to things that don’t matter. That’s part of our problem.

I am tired of hearing Black people go on and on about ourselves and our predicaments as if somehow, someway, we are inferior to any other group of people walking this planet. Why is it other folks’ kids can hear music and when they act up, it’s kids being kids, or worse, just a bad element. When our kids act up, it’s because of the music. Like our kids are on a level of stupid that requires we censor entertainment or they will mistake it for reality? Please.

I am tired of Black folk thinking they cannot do for themselves. As if we can only get the things we want/need if Massa gives them to us. Or worse, if we somehow slide in sideways and sneak out the back with said goods unnoticed. This is crazy. Slavery is over. I do not need Massa to make anything happen for me. I can attest to the fact that his ice is no colder his grass is no greener and his women no finer.

Everyone has a certain amount of control over his circumstance. Feel free to gripe once you have mastered everything under your control. Understand that the world in which we live is one where nobody gives you anything. Even the rights you have are those which you buy or those that you take by force. A community so intent on destroying itself has the will and ability to turn that energy elsewhere to take what it keeps crying for from the world.

Remember that kid who wanted everyone to like him in school, and usually was the butt of jokes and taken advantage of?

That’s us. This has got to stop.