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How many times in the past four months have we heard people talk about racism as if it's a new thing or as if it just dawned on them that racism means what it means, that it is everywhere nonstop as carried out by racist collectives, almost 100% of them are knowing, willing and staunch participants?Too many times as if along with COVID-19 as an epidemic, it also brought along an epidemic of epiphanies that could only be achieved indirectly as a secondary afterthought when the entire world is dealing with something with a lot of focus on it that it is killer. For some reason, for those with those expensive custom made collectively tinted rose colored glasses, it took Covid-19 the lesser killer, to expose the greater killer of Maafa Racism.
Despite the in your face nature of global Maafa Racism since its inception at least 400 years ago,
strangely enough, many people, including in the disfavored group of Africans, have been living their lives like its national flag golden as viewed through rose colored glasses layered with shit umpteen inches thick from all segments of the racist collective and their society from top to bottom.
Why in the hell does it take some trumped up virus to get you to recognize the nature of Maafa Racism?
That's just pure deep down corroded craziness that's been there so long it's rusting out.
I don't suspect people who have finally noticed, recognized and admitted to the pervasive, all-encompassing insidiousness of Maafa Racism during this planned epidemic, are going to stay awake for long. They're like the person in deep sleep startled awake who peeks out all the windows, walks through the house, finds nothing “out of the ordinary,” checks to see if the doors are locked, turns on the TV or some music and then goes right back to sleep.
They don't realize the noise was their spirit saying wake the fuck up, how can you be sleep walking all the time when all this shit is happening everywhere and you are a part of it right in the thick of this continuous all out war?
It must be that Racist Eye Surgery you had so you could have perfect rose colored shitty perception of self and all else.
Hint For Those Who Think This Doesn't Make Sense: The person in the metaphor wasn't actually asleep in their bed but asleep in their head in a bed of roses that isn't all that bad because the beauty of the roses makes up for their temporary nature and inability to soften the pain from the ubiquitous ever-present thorns unless you lie perfectly still while sleeping so a scab can form over the many pricks that cushion your fall and keep you from resting on the hard truth.
