Tagged “black people”
If your love for Black people subjugates and discriminates, it's not love. It's vanity.
Please stop making these people, people!
I knew there had to be at least one person out there still willing to fly the racist flag. Unbothered, unfettered, and free. Like a sparrow. A hateful, racist, bigoted sparrow.
Some people are very, very, very, very mad.
It doesn't matter if you have one drop or a KFC bucket full of Zulu blood. We see Black across the street. We see Black across the tweets.
I don't know what to say
Nothing like a little white guilt and possible imperialism to get your day going.
There's no way to articulate the feeling of existing in a place where you can never relax, where you're always hyperconscious of the reality of death
Possible answers to a decade-old question
What would you do?
I'd be remiss if I didn't admit that this way of thinking can be seductive. But do not be seduced by this subterfuge.