In Our Absence

Notes on the Millennia-Long War on African and European Distinction

This morning I glanced at my lady friend’s TV to see the band that was playing a pleasantly upbeat country song of which I can recall nothing, being musically retarded.

A band led by a small, older, pleasant-looking, kind-faced, light-skinned man of African American descent was playing in a bar, waiting for the lead singer in his black hat. The foremost groupie was a tall blonde woman of European American descent—blonde, always blonde. As the fair-singing man entered the bar a large, menacing, bearded and long-haired bouncer of the ghost race barred his entry due to his racial heritage, an occurrence that I have never observed or heard tell of in my 55-years. Of the many bouncers I have known they only bar violent people. This is generalized by black ghetto bouncers to include men under 35, as youth is the violence predictor and middle-aged men are rarely suspected of disruption unless they have a record of violence in that establishment.

Of course, the European American bouncer is an evil fiend and a coward, as implied in the video, which seems to treat this as a normal event. In fact, the closest thing to this depiction I know of was last year when myself and another European American were denied service at a Latino eatery.

Likewise, the African American man is depicted as a coward unable to stand up for himself verbally or physically—such a zero that he does not even possess the presence of mind to announce himself as the lead singer of the act on stage. Furthermore he is depicted as being late for his own show.

Never fear, the blonde slave mistress is here, and banishes the bouncer’s bad racial intentions with her vaginal authority.

Why would something so mean-spirited and so utterly inaccurate be depicted as happening in rural America?

Then, an hour later, an hour ago, as I shopped with Megan and her granddaughter at the market I looked down to see a copy of USA Today, extolling the underreported hate crimes constantly committed by “whites” against others, neatly putting the video in context.

As the mass media entertainment presents hatred of only one stripe, out of context and wildly exaggerated—indeed nonexistent—as part of a happy country music song, mass media news states that ghost hatred of the deservedly living in this nation amounts to a towering edifice of invisible malice projected from but one source, the vile, tragically still-lingering ghost race who are responsible for every evil under the sun.

Our brains have been pumped full of the lie of the Blackman and of the lie of the Whiteman, two fantasy races that have never existed as a unified society, that were never named so prior to the modern age, with a single exception[1], a malefic force I may not mention lest my every work be condemned to extinction.

Why would any fool believe that he was the absence of light or the absence of color?

What idiot, what slave, would permit a lighter skinned man to label him as the absence of light and claim he was the color of deepest night, of coal, of ash, of the mythic pit of damnation and abomination when he is not the color of his objectively black hair?

Likewise, why would any fool—how much of a slave must this fool have been—permit a darker-skinned man to label him as the absence of color, to claim that his ruddy-skinned race, that his beige folk, that his sun-bronzed men were all the color of pampered slave girls hidden from the sun by the [redacted] masters?

Why have the scores of European races and African races tacitly agreed to be misrepresented in the most demeaning way, to have their unique distinctions erased, to have their great races blotted out, to have the very souls of their ancestors willfully neglected and abandoned in order to embrace some scheming manipulator’s perverse idea of violent contrast?

Why would entire, once proud, peoples abandon their sense of distinction, patrimony and their own future as well; to to volunteer to dance to the end of time as hate-filled meat-puppets and self-loathing sock-puppets in service to the perversions of their enemies?

In the end, no other entity can force you to believe you are something you are not. This leaves but four possibilities:

Stupidity
Greed
Cowardice
Sloth

There Whiteman, stand the four pillars of your delusional mega race, a mere 400 year-old player on a stage that has been stalked by real races, real peoples, for tens of thousands of years. As we and the rest of our kind are swallowed and left behind by the elder races, perhaps we could manage an apology to those predecessors of ours who might have been remembered had not the greedy fools they spawned turned their backs on their gods and embraced the God of Things. The sons of the fair-haired races sold their souls and ours and here we remain holding the unpaid bill as the enemies they clumsily made gather to collect their unearned dues.

Note

-1. My source for the slur black assigned to African races comes from the 500s B.C. and is not European and cannot be divulged online.

I finished the article and went to a wordpress site and the only graphic was of a black man and blonde woman copied below. Tiger and Elle

(c) 2019 James LaFond