Showing posts from August, 2018

The Importance of Establishing Our Own Language

This is a post that I’ve meant to make for the longest. This post deals, specifically, with establishing a code. The most crucial element of navigating White supremacy is our ability to communicate with each other without being censored. Furthermore, we need to limit hecklers and eavesdroppers as best as possible. Therefore, creating—or instead choosing—a different language to use amongst each other is essential. Now, it takes various elements of creativity to create a language from scratch. Moreover, I’m not equipped to do that. However, we don’t have to. Back in elementary school, I remember we had to learn Pig-Latin for a little bit of time. It was a very short duration for which we had to learn Pig-Latin. Moreover, after that small measure of time, I never had to use it again. However, in today’s times, using a unique language to encode our messages is more important than ever. Many notable YouTubers are routinely blocked for speaking unfavorable truths about the dominant society.…

Don't Be Fooled By Anti-White Extremist Protests

A person that watches the news may see some of these White Extremists protests as "The Good White People Vs. The Bad White People.”  Why do I say this?  Am I negative?  I like to put things into perspective before I give a side full credit for anything.  First off, what do a lot of these White Extremists groups hate most?

-Interracial couples and interracial sex (mainly Black Men/White Women)
-Black people

This is just a small sample of the many things they hate.  So, if you happen to be a White woman that loves black dick, but aren’t too fond of Black women, you may feel a certain way.  What about if you're a gay White man?  What about if you're Jewish?  How about the White Latinos like Ricky Martin (that's Latino and gay) or Pitbull?  They're not Afro-Latinos; may check "White" for their race, but they understand that White Extremists will treat them like the darkest Latino in Latin America.  Don't confuse White Extremists wit…

The Smash-mouth Job Search Guide

As someone that’s worked since he was 16--and has held well over 30 jobs--I’ve seen everything in the book as far as jobs go. I've fried fish at Long John Silvers, shelved VHS tapes at Blockbuster (for minimum wage), worked for the top entertainment search engines (CitySearch and, and I gained a security clearance when I was working for the Department of Education (at upwards of $80K a year).

*Warning: Some of the stuff listed wouldn’t be looked at fondly by human resources managers if they knew you were gaming the system but we all need to eat and I’d rather see my people bend the rules than catch a case on some dumb stuff.*

I’ve seen cats asking for interview advice before so here’s what I’ve done nearly word for word to get a job regardless of the industry and you can try it out for yourself to see if it works.

1. Resume

My resumes have always been stark–no fancy heading or lettering; never on any bullshit colored paper either.
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My Encounter with a 38-Year-Old Ratchet

All right, I’m going to share with my readers my encounter with a 38-year-old ratchet. (Forewarning, this will be a long post.) Tonight, I was at the southern legends of hip-hop concert. I sat in the second section, so I was kind of close to the stage. There were mostly females on my row, and I was sitting in-between them. While sitting there, I stayed in my lane, and simply listened to the concert. Due to this, the females took notice that I did not make a pass at any of them. (It’s funny how if a guy situates himself around females long enough, and does not make a pass at any of them, the women will begin to make passes at him. :-D )
Explanation of this.
I don’t like to spit at females at these elaborate events because often they have these diva complexes about themselves. When I spit at broads, I like to get at them in ordinary places. Many are still bitches, but it lessens the chance to deal with the diva complex.
Back to the story.
So, the female sitting to the right of me (we’ll cal…