I wasn’t going to speak on this but.. since amurdikkka selected Trump, I’ve been seeing a LOT of…..for lack of a better term, bitchassness. Seriously. Folks are acting like the world has ended. The only difference between our history in this nation and now is that stuff is getting recorded and going viral in real time. Oh, and everyone has an opinion and you have to agree with it -_- White people have just exposed  and reignited their blatant hate and have become even more emboldened to harass women, Muslims, people of color/anyone who doesn’t favor them and whoever disagrees with their views. Now that many of us have embraced our natural beauty, make a living as a whatever we choose + stopped working for free, they want nothing to do with us. [Which is fine by me, actually; just leave us alone already!]

We’ve always been niggers in their eyes, but now we’re proud niggers with degrees, broad vocab and shit.. and they don’t like that. Ruh oh. Trump has given them “their” country and confidence back, making them feel better about their demise and worthlessness. And all I hear, mostly from Hitlery supporters, is

“What are we gonna do?!”

“Where do we go from here??!”

If Trump is your biggest problem, well, your life is pretty sweet. For most of us, Trump is our neighbor. Our coworkers. Our landlord. The lady following us around the  beauty supply store. The banker that denied our loan application. Our kid’s teacher. The cops that murder us and go to bed with an administrative leave check under their pillow.

Not to discount those that have been hurt or threatened since Trump’s win [or ever, for that matter], but this country has n e v e r been on our side. I’m not sure if you noticed, but a half-Black president with a Black wife and Black children didn’t change things for our betterment. So the face behind the title doesn’t hold much value, does it?

It should not take a tragedy, natural disaster or a hideous orange clown moving in on Pennsylvania Ave for you to care about the future of our Black brothers + sisters! Instead of rocking a safety pin or [just] sharing memes and quotes of confusion, fear and disappointment, read. Donate your money, time or clothes to those in need. Evaluate the company you keep. Limit who you tell what and what you share on your social feeds. Learn how to shoot some guns. Then figure out your favorite and buy one. Learn other methods of self defense. Without broadcasting it online, organize with likeminded individuals who you can actually count on to protect and serve.

Lets continue getting back to our roots + barter goods, grow and make our own food, take care of each other’s children and families. Teach and be open to learning something constructive that doesn’t involve pro sports or celebrities.

Learn how to heal naturally without the use of western drugs. Exercise and get outdoors more. Meditate on the good you want to see come to fruition. Learn a new trade.

I feel like a broken record.. Just please, unless you’re sharing knowledge, take a break from your phone, turn off the tv + stop complaining about what’s going on and do your part to change it. Help somebody! Create a meaningful existence. It’s really not that difficult. We don’t have much time here in this one life.

I’m just saying, this ugly orange tidal wave has been on its way for quite some time. For cheeto man to even be placed in the running, America has proven, once again, that it is not a democracy but a big joke, sans the gut busting laughter.  I mean if we were already a strong, prepared united front, this helplessness and fear would have been replaced long ago with a ready for whatever/by any means attitude. Don the Con would be a non-mf’n factor.

Regardless of if Killary takes this thing in December, I hope this nonsense of an election leads you and your loved ones to an awakening rather than a state of complacency, fear or inaction. I am quite certain the latter is what they want. Together, let’s show them that is not what they’re going to get.

And, for once, stay angry, united and vigilant. We were built for this.

❤