Deep Down, Black People Love White Supremacy

Every Black person alive was born into a system of white supremacy.  It’s all you know.  It’s all you’ve ever known.  White supremacy has shaped & molded your existence since the time you exited the womb.  Your entire existence has been predicated off of the system of white supremacy.  For most of you out there, white supremacy isn’t a bad deal.  You’ve come to accept it & embrace it in every facet of your life because quite frankly…what other choices do you have?


You were born into a world where you were judged off of your skin before the doctor smacked you on your ass so you could gasp your first breath of life outside the womb.  Regardless of if you were raised in a single parent home or had both parents in your life, your mother and/or father consciously or subconsciously raised you to be aware of your existence as being a black person in America, not because of simply wanting to instill a sense of pride in one’s existence, but because this system told your parents & everybody else that came before them in your family tree that Black is the enemy.  You couldn’t even live a “normal” childhood without being aware of the presence of white supremacy before you had any intelligent concept of what it was; you just knew you were not white.


From kindergarten all the way to the completion of a PhD, as a Black person, who have you really been competing with?  Was it that other Black girl or boy or was it that white kid who came from a “good” home who went to a “good” school who lived in a “good” neighborhood who had access to the best amenities to provide a solid foundation of mental, spiritual & physical nourishment?  You’ve been in competition for so long for simply being a Black person born into a system of white supremacy that most of you probably don’t even recognize the arena you are standing in on a daily basis.  Most of you have internalized being viewed as second-rate that it honestly doesn’t bother you.  You’ll never admit to that fact, but everything about your life says the opposite.  You’ve just accepted it as the way things are.  Why?  Because, what other alternative do you have?  You can say stuff like, “If I had more money I could have afforded to go to a better school.”  But when people say the term “better school”, what do most mean by that?  Most automatically picture a predominately white school, with a staff of white teachers/professors.  How many of you honestly think of Black schools when you say that?  Sure most of you will toss out a random HBCU, but if HBCUs are held in such high esteem by Black society, then how come so many of them are struggling to keep a steady consistent flow of financial support flowing in?  Sure HBCUs produce stellar graduates but who are these students competing directly against?  Another Black student from a different HBCU or the white kid who just graduated from Harvard or MIT?  Seriously, once Black people enter the workforce either as an employee or a business owner, how many are basing the quality of their education or professional training in comparison to that of another Black employee or business owner?  The vast majority are comparing themselves to their white competitor because quite simply, what other option do they have?  So most just accept it as simply, just the way it is.


How come too many young Black kids worship entertainers & sports stars?  I guess the real question that needs to be asked here is, who ultimately decides which entertainer or sports star young Black kids need to be admiring?  Here’s a hint:  it ain’t the knee grows.  Lebron James has tremendous talent, but would Lebron James be the world famous superstar he is today without white dollars financing his dream?  Jay Z & Beyonce are tremendously talented world famous superstars as well, but would they be on the level they are without white dollars financing their dreams & putting them on display in every form of media to the point where it influenced the malleable mind of a young Black child who goes on to develop dreams of becoming the next Jay or Bey?  Did Black people make these people icons that Black people adore or did white supremacy promote these people to icons and then instruct us as a collective to adore them?


Do I really need to go there with it?  Anyways…

I could literally go on & on rattling off different aspects of Black life from fashion to social justice to make my point about how deep white supremacy runs on every imaginable level, but the point I really want to drive home is this:  Black people love white supremacy.  We all do in some form or fashion whether we are willing to admit to it or not.  We all love it so much that we spend countless hours writing about it, debating it, pointing it out, trying to change hearts & minds about it, or conforming to it in some degree…but rarely do most of us actually go about the business of trying to actually do something tangible about minimizing its effects on our existence.  The way white supremacy is setup, every last one of us will go to our grave having lived our entire existence under a system of white supremacy.  Chances are our children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren & great-great-grandchildren will live & die up under a system of white supremacy as well.  This is not a system that will be easily replaced after laying its roots for damn near 1000 years and counting to where you will feel the immediate benefits of a living a life free from the effects of white supremacy.  But what I am saying is, in terms of minimizing the effects of white supremacy in general, you can take necessary action now as to where you can begin to lay the foundation for your children & their future offspring to where maybe one day down the line, your great-great-grandchildren will hopefully not have to forge their entire existence on what it means to be Black in America based off the rules of white supremacy.

Change number one starts with yourself:  stop living your life as if there is a little white supremacist sitting on your shoulder whispering in your ear about what’s acceptable & what’s not acceptable when it comes to being Black.

Your favorite mulatto.


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