(ThyBlackMan.com) Damn, I love playing Spades and Bid-Whist. I love the games even more when I’m Trump-Tight. I control the board; in fact, the room and the board…of a whole lot of people. And a whole lot of money. Up front money; behind the back money; even kick back into the campaign money.
I’m thinking about voting RED, too. I need a politician who is going to keep me safe. If white folks are terrified due to the atrocities committing by a few Muslims, how the hell do they think Black folks feel about getting terrorized every day, all day, by officers, Black and white, who don’t give a damn about Black Lives; yet, they’re supposed to be BLUE?
Ok, on the blue side there is a woman and a socialist. That’s deep. History any which way you slice it. I get it. I, too, saw the uncontrollable tears of astonishment on the face of 106 years old, Virginia McLaurin, when President Obama and the First Lady invited her into the White House.
Bernie? A socialist? That works for me. I’m in the 99.9% of the 99%. What do I really have to lose? Or gain, for that matter? The other is a white woman. Why not a Clinton/Sanders ticket? Yeah, a Black President passes a red, white, and blue baton to a feministic, socialistic tandem. I mean, since Trump decided to go far right, 
David Duke right; we gotta fight fire with fire. We gotta go far left. Forget renovating/relocating Riker’s Island; let’s rescue these brothers off the Island, and out of jail, for good.
Trump has cornered his market. He says what we know many Republicans have always thought. We also know that tens of millions of white people are ignorant to their history. We also know that millions of Black people are ignorant to their history, too; and, we also know that there are millions from both races who couldn’t care less about anyone’s history.
So, I’m thinking a feministic/socialistic tune would be music to my ears. I mean, if Trump can vow to keep America from its rightful owners, I know a feministic socialistic government can vow to keep hands off Assata. I mean, Alicia Garza, the helm of the BLM, said, “She was inspired by Assata and the BLM.” Therefore, what better way for Hillary, Bill’s wife, the First Black woman President, to say thank you to Harriet, Assata, and Alicia? Because without them, there’s no first Black woman President, right?
Bill Clinton was said to be the first Black President. He was the one who pardoned Patty Hearst. Remember the white Stockholm syndrome woman? But, even before Black Bill dashed to her aid, another white President, Jimmy Carter, quickly interceded and commuted Patty’s lynchin’. I mean sentence. But white men should stand tall for white women. If they don’t, who will? Harriet Tubman had a price on her head when Blacks and women COULD NOT vote. Ok, somebody prove to Black America that being a Black woman and a Black vote means more NOW than it did when Harriet was alive. I mean, I hope I’m not the only one who hates the fact that Harriet paid the ultimate price to buy us out; and we still selfishly ain’t give her no kickback, yet.
Just as Assata inspired Alicia, who do you think inspired Assata? So, if you won’t do it for Assata, do it, posthumously, for Harriet. I mean, if both saggin’ Bills are still standing with their pants up and frontin’ with Presidential bling, I know Harriet can get something from all of us powerful Black people, or did her contribution not matter? And if Harriet’s Black life DID matter, then let’s reward her. And we all know that she doesn’t want no boomerang American medal. I believe Harriet witnessed the election of the first Black President. And I believe she is now impatiently waiting on His better half. So, if Hillary is really the Ying to her husband’s Yang, then who better than Harriet to be her Litmus Test? Didn’t the Republicans just say, “We have no respect for a lame-duck President?”
Hey, I got an idea. Assata has a price on her head. She’s the new female Moses. She even has a Black brother named Aaron leading the lynch mob. She is a victim of DWB. She openly admits to being a revolutionary. She’s a modern day George Washington, too; that is, except for the wealth and the slaves. But, hell, we all just celebrated George’s birthday. And, then the police had the nerve boycott Beyoncé simply because she danced with a blow-out which was accentuated by an Afro-pick with the small Black fist.
And all of this is in the aftermath of the ENTIRE PLANET witnessing a white man whose arms are branded with tattoos, possibly gang affiliated, aid his fellow Blue-Blood, and choke the life out of Eric Garner on live TV. Initially, I thought I was watching the WWF, a CROOKED COP CHARITY EVENT. But then it got deathly serious. The white medical examiner told the white District Attorney that the Black man had been murdered. Update: Garner buried; perp on desk duty; former District Attorney Donovan is now Congressman Donovan who, befittingly, is serving on the sub-committee of AFRICAN affairs. And now that I reflect upon it, maybe it WAS a charity event after all, or Eric was a sacrificial lamb.
My point is Mr. Garner was slain in 2014. As for 1973, nearly a half century earlier, only Assata and that Trooper know what really happened 1:00 am on the darkened, camera-less New Jersey Turnpike. I mean, I can imagine. Those dudes are ruthless. They Rodney Kinged a white cop named Gary Wade in 2004 because he couldn’t get his badge/credentials out quick enough.
So, no, I wasn’t on the turnpike in 73’; but, I KNOW they murdered my own biological brother in 2007. And, he was the good son. He graduated from high school; his hair was straighter than a metric ruler; his complexion was lighter than a brown paper bag; so, yes, he was gladly accepted into Howard University. It was at Howard where he hooked up with a student who had ties to Baltimore. Her name is Connie. He got her pregnant. He married her. He gave me my first niece, Bijan.
He then left Howard. He got a job as a mailman. He saved a portion of his earnings. He left the postal service and then he invested his monies into the private sector. He was successful. He bought a few homes. But, then out of nowhere, this nice looking, successful Black man and responsible father just snapped. Before anyone knew his plan, he unexpectantly leapt off-center and did the unthinkable: This Nig-gro goes out and purchases a BRAND NEW TRUCK, for his 40th birthday. What is he? Crazy?
A short ride and a DWB later, he was dead. Due to how he articulated himself, Floridian cops thought that he was uppity. Unfortunately, collateral damage has no boundaries. No one could rationally explain the situation to his daughter, my niece. Therefore, when her youthful spirit could no longer brave the grief of her father’s untimely passing; she, too, dropped dead. She perished ten days after her dad’s demise, three days after his funeral. One crooked cop, two Black deaths, no accountability.
Now Governor Christie already linked up with Trump; the hand writing is on the wall; and more Republicans will soon piggyback. In 1865, the ultimate goal of the most patient, newly freed slave was to see a Black face in the White House. That post slavery miracle already happened twice; it is no longer a miracle. This is where we are! If someone wants to make history, they must top Obama’s historical moment. I do know if Hillary wants my Black vote, I strongly suggest she move further leftward than Bernie.
If not, I’m reaching out to the O’Malley camp. Not because I think one liberal white person is better than the next. It is because I know his wing woman. She is a Black super attorney named Jeanne Hitchcock. She was Governor O’Malley’s Chief of Staff; plus, previously, she was the first Black female Deputy Mayor of Baltimore City, who, in turn, inspired the future Black female Mayors: Sheila Dixon and Stephanie Rawlings-Blake, respectively.
Subsequently, when the Baltimore/Freddy Grey riots erupted, the gung ho white cops from neighboring counties should’ve been well aware of the anti-crooked cop atmosphere that abides in the hearts and souls of Baltimoreans. Had they done their homework, they would’ve known that my belated niece, Bijan Brown, was also the FIRST granddaughter of super attorney Jeanne Hitchcock. Therefore, B-more has no welcome mat for blood thirsty, badge wearing hunters and serial killers who are feigning for their next fixes.
And, neither should the rest of America. Y’all already know what happened on Black Friday. Whites bought guns; Spades bought Hover-boards; the game is Bid-Whist; because even the Black WeBeSisters publicly stated Diamond is Trump. These are the Games People Play.
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