Ignorant Pride (Why duns reppin' the confederate flag are simply American Terrorists)

"We're gonna ride with this foolishness until we die!"

Winston Churchill once said, “The truth is incontrovertible. Malice may attack it, ignorance may deride it, but in the end, there it is.” The Dalai Lama broke it down like this, “Where ignorance is our master, there is no possibility of real peace.” Then the triple O.G., Frederick Douglass, spit some serious fire when he said, “Where justice is denied, where poverty is enforced, where ignorance prevails, and where any one class is made to feel that society is an organized conspiracy to oppress, rob and degrade them, neither persons nor property will be safe.”

Well playas…I usually stay in my lane of sports but today this dun called Racism cut me off with a confederate flag license plate and now I’ve got road rage on a boy. I really wanted to talk about all of the foolishness goin’ on down at Florida State with Dalvin Cook but since this fool cut me off let me deal with him first.

On Friday at 10am I was mindin’ my own business watchin’ these fools down in South Carolina finally decidin’ to take the symbol of racism, oppression, division and slavery down and many of the good ole boyz down there were pissed that they actually went through with it. Are you kiddin’ me? In a June CNN/ORC poll, whatever that freakin’ means, 57 percent of the clowns polled said that they saw the flag as a symbol of Southern pride as opposed to it bein’ a symbol of racism.

Let’s keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1^st! I guess they didn’t poll anybody that looks like me then pimpin’! Because folks that look like me that live in the south or anywhere else in America, for that matter, see it as a symbol of terrorism. Go ask Old Lady Johnson that lives in the south that was born anytime before last week or talk to my mother that grew up in the segregated south where the confederate flag flew on boyz trucks as the Klan were burnin’ folk’s houses down and hangin’ cats just for lookin’ at a white woman or simply tryin’ to get an education or lunch at a Woolworth counter!

As a matter of fact, you don’t even have to find you an old timer in the south. You can Holla Ya Boy about it big playa. When I was 14 years old growin’ up in Northwest Indiana in 1981 my high school played a road game in Valparaiso, Indiana and at the end of the third quarter they burned a 30 foot cross just outside the stadium with the confederate flag blowin’ in the wind! 

So when you tell me that it’s not a symbol or racism, oppression, slavery and division you’re smokin’ crack and heroin through your ears playboy.

What’s so crazy to me is that they didn’t even display the confederate flag (notice that I refuse to capitalize the word confederate because in my mind it's NOT a proper noun) at the South Carolina State Capitol until 1961! They did it in protest to the Civil Rights Movement in this country that was in full tilt in 1961 but you’re tryin’ to sell me that it’s a symbol of pride. Yeah, that your racist pride was hurt!

 It’s a symbol of pride to a bunch of racists folks in this country that refuse to accept that they lost the freakin’ war. Where on earth but in America does the dun that lost the war get to fly its battle flag on State Capital grounds and get away with bruh?

Your pride is DEAD wrong! It’s time to move on bruh! You lost the war playboy now deal with it. And stop tryin’ to convince folks that it isn’t the symbol of American Terrorism. If there have been duns runnin’ around this country for more than 100 years holdin’ up that flag while lynchin’, tarrin’ and featherin’ boyz, burnin’ churches and homes to the ground and down right scarin’ black folks to death in the name of the white supremacy then it’s a symbol of terrorism. It doesn’t matter what you think because in your mind you still think that the confederacy is in power.

 And you’d rather see me and mine segregated and enslaved again. But guess what pimpin’ that’s not gonna happen! So deal with the fact that the flag is down in South Carolina and take that stupid costume off. Stop me when I start lyin’! And I promise I’ll be back in my lane tomorrow just as along as another dun doesn’t cut me off!

Playas Thesaurus:

1)    Triple O.G.: noun – The old gangsta in the hood that teaches the young thunder cats the game. It’s really the old timer that’s “been there done that” and he’s tryin’ to keep the young boyz from makin’ the same mistake.

2)    Dun: noun – the person in question, dude, guy, girl, etc. It’s whoever I’m talkin’ about and it’s non-gender specific.

Holla At Ya Boy!

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