Lady Dissident

December 22, 2009

To Black Women Who Forgot To Protect And Love Me: The Lady n’ You And a personal letter is below to the positive black women and those astray.

In reflection: I read in a book which stated that a Black woman’s smile and laughter were truly her tears, her pain–Of course, which she has become so accustom to holding in her true self that her ability to shift from smile to laughter while tilting her head back, was her PAIN! When I actually digested this, and thought about myself and how many times did I smile when hurting at the afflictions of black people as if a parody; or at my own stupidity; at the jokes that racist told, to soften the sting; at the realization that my parents were in grown bodies with the cognizant skills of an 8th grader or less; and so much more: I realized that more-often, I was crying when smiling.

Yet, at this time, nothing has triggered the tears as seeing black women raw and naked across America. They, are not only naked, but also devoid of intelligence, and so out of touch that what may perfuse from their mouth is somewhere between rated x and rated xxx. It is sad, to walk down the streets and see a large behind in front of me, exposing elastic crimping and creasing’ strangling. It is stressful, to prepare myself for the world, to find that when I arrived, the world is shocked to see that I am clothed, and feminine, and adorned, loving myself: That I am an enigma because I am clothed, refusing to entertain them! Because I do not wear BET fashion gear; or appear as if I am going to a Fredericks of Hollywood photo shoot during the day. Oh, so very difficult to see it on women over 30.

It is rough! To be a beautiful woman and to engage in public with my husband to be accousted by gangs of old and young black women/girls with breast and hips out, stalking and preying about as if derange and unfit for public mobility. I often feel as if trapped in another time zone and violently abused in the presence of these women–Leering men and other women stare at them and gaze as if in the presence of a strange zoo animal. The flexing of my husbands head, to rebuke the creatures, the huff in his voice, the agitation, rage, embarrassment in his eyes in avoidance and inability as a man to chastise the thing back indoors is a strange thing–To hear a black man cry for the fallen black woman is complex and yet, not new: To console this-this male drowning in defeat, unable to protect (cover) not even his mother– is powerful, indeed.

And, again, this black woman gliding down the aisle with no care of her appearance than to purchase whatever available toxins to cover her demise is a heavy screen to view. Even jewels and finery on her appears strange and out of place; as if a mental patient robbed Saks Fifth Avenue and did not know that underwear are  worn on the inside of the garment and not on the outside with a pair of plastic Payless red knee high boots and a large gold chain she robbed from her children’s education or just one book.

I feel like the Native on the canoe, floating, as the beer and empty chip bags float by in what was once a pristine lake. Yes, my smile is often my tears but not because I have the burden of inheriting a legacy of race hatred and disenfranchisement, because along with that I am invested with the strengths of greatness; yet my tears seem to flow and often on their own because as the Native, there is no one left to clean up the once beautiful lake; people have grown accustomed to seeing the big chip bags floating next to the rest of the trash cans. Because the character of Black woman, draped on videos, and swinging from strip poles, labia flapping as much as her jaws, jingling hips with butt cracks’ that are sometimes forgotten, to wipe, everywhere–she is the epicene of shame.

I have written a note in hopes that she and other Black women think about the fact– that when they are smiling, I see them crying too:

Dear Black woman:

I know, many, your own, your history, your wants, have wronged you. I know, all the dreams that never came true for you. I know you, while trying to work two jobs and support your children– you sometimes still cannot make ends meet. I know that you are often lonely, misunderstood, and that your real story has never been told. I know that you struggle, too, each day to keep your pride and dignity, even when your boss and your own family demand that you hand it over. For all of those Black women that fit into this part of this note, I love you, and we will get through it! I have learned how to stop smiling, when I do not feel like it. I have learned how to accept the truth and know that once you have truly made peace with the disappointments’ in your life, you too, will open up to your self and embrace your past: take the happiness and own it. For those Black women, who are not strong enough to transform their conditions, I strongly beg you: Please do not reproduce yourself; please do not bring anymore babies into this world that you are not ready to love, validate, feed, protect, support.Another drag I am laden with the grief, tired with the heaviness, burden with the images of seeing little Black children line up for Aids, foster care, cannot read, malnourished, abused, raped– while you shake your syphilis infected pussy all over the front row of the club! I am tired of you. You have to go! Your fears, your inability to be anything more than what others have told you about yourself, has aided in the destruction of the Black family. You are just as responsible if not more for refusing to do what is natural to a woman, nurture the planet! But you, you nurture nothing, besides the hair on your head and your stretched-out vulva [your pussy girl]. We are asking you to leave–the family. In addition, we do not want you back; until you start to eradicate the damages your wound has cause generations’. Do not write, do not send letters, do not call, you are disowned!
P.S. “Love don’t live here anymore, I want you gone today.”


December 18, 2009

African Americans and the poor, will be targets for Scientifically grown pork meat

Unfortunately, Scientist in Holland and the elitist have come up with a new way of dealing with the mythology that the world is over populated and that there is not enough food for everyone.

They have finally learned how to grow pork in a soup dish. Scientist makes no qualms who will be the recipients of the tasty, indoor grown swine, the poor– those living in third world countries and of course African-Americans and those of black ancestry who since slavery and despite health warnings still have a propensity for salty pork–

Blacks will be heavily marketed to consume the meat and will eat the meat due to eating and dieting habits which, unfortunately, consist of scavenging through cheap and available ready food choices. Large numbers of blacks still refuse to make healthier eating choices. The lack of education and unhealthy lifestyle choices will leave them targeted for scientific food exploitation; oh, this has already happened. Proper food choice in America, is not a condition of poverty but one of education; however be it your cultural habits . . . choice it is. And yet, still, many educated African-Americans, succumb to dietary ills that urban and poor blacks practice. It will be interesting to see if Oprah will endorse the new scientific swine for Black folks on her new Network before endorsing Obama for another term.

After the scientist and governments have figured out how to packaged the meat to ensure its marketability to blacks, perhaps in a DVD enclosed packaging with a free gift coupon to McDonald to try the new scientific grown pork burger, dazzled among bling- bling lights on the dollar menus; or a pink toy that squeals in little juniors meals–They will promote the new meat by the mother load in transport to the mother land. But for sure, it will press against the ails next to already old and brown hamburger and yellow chickens that line up in the stores in poor and urban neighborhoods. Of which blacks do not own the stores so do not dictate the quality but you can make better choices. Or, it will be your menu choice at the local soup kitchen or homeless shelter?

The greater problem is how will doctors classify a new disease that African-Americans’, blacks, will be tagged with, after overeating and dying from the new scientific pork because of genetics differences –that most blacks know nothing about. And how will Africans, blacks justify the consumption of the scientific quality pork while preferring designer labels, Prada shoes and Gucci bags instead of organic foods.

When the meat comes to your neighborhood, in the future–please chase the pig out.

Click here to see the full article from the Times Online.

December 13, 2009

Part 1. African Americans: The Dangerous Eruption Of Infotrusfearaptosis

Black people have a history of hiding the truth about their real and actual lives. Black people have become masters of deception and great pretenders. However, the actual and real well-being of Blacks in America and across the globe, states a predicament in which the present and future well-being of Blacks is very questionable if not critical. And while, this critical state has many historical, and racist practices planned upon it–this is what should drive many Black people to collectively join to eradicate the negative, repair with urgency the explicit and implicit meanings of Black life today.

On the contrary, the opposite has taken place and I am not sure if Black people are whole enough to grasp the complexities of their existence; so I may be talking to myself for  a very long while at the present state of black consciousness.

Are the majority of Black people so destroyed that they are truly incapable of providing a future for the next generation? These questions and statements– I bring forth do not include all Black people–yet if we think about a deadly viruses–it only takes one person in a matter of a few weeks to spread enough of the virus to kill thousands, millions.  Did the virus hit Black people? Unfortunately, it is really time for strong words and stronger measures to eradicate these ills. In addition, those Black people who are conscious enough must stay strong enough and avoid exploiting the illness around them–but strong enough and courageous enough to eradicate it with whatever means is necessary.

I have never understood how you clean someone else’s house before you learn how to clean your own. Black people must stop being afraid to clean it up–and stop looking for others to do what Black people should have done a long time ago–There must be an acceptance that many among us are not operating properly and therefore must be operated on or die from the disease. However, it is time now to stop using paid scholars hiding out in white institutions, ridiculous images of Black leaders, the escape from poor quality and judgment in music, the distractions of sexuality–that keep Blacks individually and collectively from the operating room. Become the surgeon. The problems are great, but the solutions are not always at the hands of others–

Blacks, not just those in America, but across the globe– have become so spoon-fed and bottom powdered that they possess what I call infotrusfearaptosis syndrome –The fear of information, intra and external trust, complicated with an inability to see straight due to overlapping focuses.

Many Blacks, polarized by a type of fear, yes fear [fears manifest into self-destruction, violence, isolation, non-productivity to name a few], are dangerously uninformed about the past and current issues. Issues, historical to Blacks and issues that still polarize Blacks are not addressed.  This lack of motivation, perpetuates a self-induced silencing in order to deflect attention from the public bombardment of social, political, and economic conditions resting heavily with Black people: Aids crisis, dope, prison, domestic abuse, child abuse/foster care, deep poverty, deeper violence, self-abuse, identity issues, consumerism/consumption.

Many Blacks succumb to either a helpless state, or degenerate state, or they just do not care– have “suspended” themselves from discourse with other Americans, other Blacks across the country, and the globe about the issues that affect Blacks and global populations. Perhaps this suspension is the sign that there is an illness?

Most Blacks have no common knowledge of their own statistical demise, or the atrocities that eat away at Black people in Africa, the Caribbean, India, Ecuador and other countries where Black people live in squalor. Do not tell me that Blacks are too concern with their daily survival to engage in action with the global community–because many Blacks in America, prefer entertainment to real actual educational attainment. They prefer name brands to business ownership and creativity. They prefer, indulgences paid by the state or others for cheap tricks, trinkets, or sex.

This turn the other check paradigm that exist among Blacks is becoming a collective social course of inaction’s that despite the illusion and comforts it brings, it will not save them from the 35 plus years of inadequate personal and public responsibility that is running out of control among Blacks, the Black family, Black children; and the Black flight that exist among Black men, who have abandon their communities for leisure’s, elsewhere– to find that Black males, inadequate to rectify the cesspool of crime, violence, and poverty in their own families–will do back flips to feed and support other communities–  These cowards are the first ones that point the finger when they are under the scrutiny of the white media–but the last ones to remedy the wave of great social ills that are destroying the Black family. No other ethnic group, males,  abandon their cultural identity, as Black males. No other group of men has stood by and watched the annihilation of his children as Black males. And no other group of men search for a right of passage in the vagina of their poverty-stricken women as Black males. They bring to the table what they brought during slavery, enough reproductive juices to keep the labor rolls full at the local penitentiary auction block. In addition, proudly they wave their anus to each other between cell walls and are released to infiltrate Black people with the rape and seduction of our Black children. And then blame it on the “white man or ” Just ask R-Kelly.  Yes, sexual abuse and child abuse in the Black community is an epidemic–And the most I hear of from Blacks is that it is “hype.”

Whatever we do, please do not show little Black children fairy tales because they seem to never reach the age of discernment!

Perhaps, this growing contagion, first, spreading by the lack of Male responsibility towards his own group will eventually exterminate itself as plan devise successful; after-all who really cares.

Even a bat understands the natural instinct for survival–the survival of the clan, better than most Black males.  Read how a bat survives–because most Blacks are not reading anything else. This will go along with the fear psychosis–fear of reading a book. And bats are doing a better job and do not read books!

December 12, 2009

Tiger Woods Degenerate Sexual Appetite and Personality: The Sensation of Mental Illness

When Jeffrey Dahmer a killer and sex offender, went on a killing spree cooking, eating, and mutilated black bodies, black people recognized this as a degenerate and criminal act. Even though there was evidence that neighbors could smell the decaying flesh wafting through the air, greeting nostrils during the dinner hour for long periods of time before the authorities on these matters arrive to remove Dahmer and his secrets. . . Furthermore, blacks celebrated when Dahmer was murdered in prison.

But Tiger Woods is just another black man with a fever?:  Driving an appetite for white bodies, clown faces, and high heel shoes.  And black people, particularly black women are upset that another financially secured and yet morally devoid, ethnically/identity insecure black male decided to spend/send George Washington his extra dough on the coochy of degenerate white women–They, black women, blacks are outrage, hurt, confused, again?

–There is a cultural shock here or an embarrassment that black people have hid behind the Tiger for another glorified icon, pushing the mail carrier and schoolteacher to scum status again; preferring glitz and glamour to sensibility and stability? Oh, but to numerous black people money is stability despite what you may do to get it. Really, no? Yes, and although the Tiger stated numerous times that he was not black and went so far as to create through removal and dissection a specific and particular name just for himself, Cablinasian, black people in small numbers were offended but the majority enjoyed and secretly cooed about the possibility that this degenerate scoundrel may have created another name for Nigger, Negro, Coon, African American, Buck, Slave, Minority, and all of the other caste and exploits that Blacks have been called; while in denial they hide behind and under weaves, skin bleaching creams, and plastic surgery, and languish each night before midnight drooling over what new thing they can buy so that the dross of negritude does not stink up the planet [sic] Ok. And the Tiger, was always in this quasi league above Michael Jordon and Michael Jackson and the other degenerates, who shoot ball and pussy down faster than the speed of light ( is this not what they were bred to do right in black communities?[ There is no such thing as a black community, people; you mean your black home]): Because the Tiger had emerged black skinned and entered the white man’s game of golf, winning. . .Making people that truly feel ugly, happy that another so-called black man has his balls in his hand.

Ida B. Wells-Barnett (1862-1931) tried to break the complexities of white women and black men down but who was listening back then and who is listening now. At least the Tiger did not get a noose around his neck for doing what comes natural to some of these women– white women have truly come to grips with their true selves and the lust for black bodies:  In open competition for something black women have evidently failed to hold onto in the confines of their private space.  Perhaps only white women can tame a Tiger.   And perhaps truly gifted black women have grown tired of taming the Tigers roaming around the neighborhoods? After-all even when these degenerates are let loose to roam, they often kill, cheat, embezzle, extort, rape, mutilate, rob, outside of the confines of black and brown women; and call it racism while counting their millions/billions.  “It’s Time for Some Football.”

Although he does not have the thick braided cord visible around his neck– The media hounds are chopping at the jaws, and the smell of lynching is musty between the air. . .Billie Holiday, is this,  particular Tigers’ fruit, Strange?

These relationships are not new and they are not very difficult to understand. Some relationships I am sure are mutually and equitable stabilizing for those people entering into them, for the reasons they entered them in the first place to be stabilized from something unstable in them.

The Degenerate behavior of men such as the Tiger; and blacks that portend that they are hurt (the Omen); and surprise over many black males inability to stay and achieve with black women is what is shocking. There are degenerates’ like the Tiger running kaons’ in and out of black homes, neighborhoods, families. The scar is–that blacks just do not recognize what is degenerate when it is sitting in their backyards. Tiger is portraying a behavior, and one that is classified as mentally ill and criminal at that. Let us consider this and not construe the fact that there are now and counting 14, possibly more white women who are disclosing the privates of the Tiger. For those that are trying to declassify him into a sex addict–he is suffering from something much deeper–He has deep identity issues that truly evolved when people of color fragment due to a failure to bond and recognize their legacy/history in the mirror.  It must be awful to face the mirror and believe that your entire life–you have been raised to be a white man–to find out that at best you are truly regulated in this society to a buck–despite your  green bucks–America glorifies the black buck more than the golf game.  Otherwise, you would not have men who should be of prestige–squander and filth the way too many black men do with their money and lives.  You hate yourself to want every white woman in the world to console your inability to deal with your blackness! And you hate every black woman because she makes you remember her inability to deal with her own identity!  What torment it must have been to live inside a house where a black daddy and an Asian mother self-hated until you saw yourself as a different race(race:  a social construct that is a fallacy, make believe, myth).  And there, a grown man with ebony skin–cannot see Africa, not even in the melanin baked onto his scrotum.  Do we have to wonder what doll Tiger would have picked up at the tender age of two only a few more years before his identity was truly mastered–the white doll, or the black one? What caste indoctrination and self-hate was done to create the Tiger’s around us. . .A man that destroys himself, willingly, a personality based on no laws.

Another learn:  anyone that you have a relationship with, bring into your confides of friendship–you become responsible for the sharing and securing of their well-being. To publicly expose your thug-like mentality as a public figure, father, parent, political leader, role model, etc. you are suffering from a personality that is diseased. A behavior that is criminal–why, because to knowingly risk the repercussions of ridicule, punishment, in this case finance, diseases–for desires, gratification, the goods–you are just a Thug criminal in a put-together package being sold off to the world as a shining star. Lap milk for blacks. Only a criminal would rob a bank when the guard has a gun to shoot him–and a criminal personality must have a plan–that is right–a plan to commit the crime. No criminal conducts a crime without a plan–it does not matter how stupid the crime is, or how ill prepared he/she is; they planned something even if it was how they were going to go inside the building; what they were going to write on the stick-up note to the teller at the stick-up point. In addition, did not the Tiger call one of his degenerate females and warn her that the heist and the shiest was expose and to remove her name from her cell phone. He is not only a major player in his caper, but he is a disillusioned thug criminal–to trust, to behoove a false security in which he would believe that his co-conspirators would not expose him in the moment of lifting themselves above the game. Is the Tiger a rational man, or is he just another degenerate black thug perpetrating and penetrating degenerated white women who share his same values and criminal personality? If you look into the history of these women, you will find that they all have exposed their true characters well before they snared the Tiger in his own trap, tramp, and trash. Can you imagine what damage he would do to a black woman who is the least among men in the glorification of women–he would never pay you off girl with money! You would be in the welfare line and tripping with your weave on backwards! He would rob the last visage of your humanity and sanity–because he was raised to hate–hate the blackness.  And every person of color who has not as of yet stop self-hating–will raise up another Tiger, despite affluence and education, lines of demarcation and tree-less lined streets.

The secret:  black women will moan that another white woman robbed the shocking number of unmarried, never married, and too many babies, and diseased, poor, identity ridden, degenerate black women from a good man. Yes for those type of black women the Tiger is your predatory black male–yes predatory male is a criminal terminology–and his MO is to prey on whatever weakness that satisfies his inability to adjust his self-hatred and lack of justices. –Eventually these men will turn your children, particularly, your sons into predatory males too,  just by sleeping in your bed. Fact. Ok. So do not take it too hard, the shock of hearing it straight without a chaser–just look at your family, the prisons, and your schools and you will see them all lined up to prey/pray.  They are coming. . .(Predatory males in low income neighborhoods, prey on poor, uneducated, welfare mothers, typically without social mobility or economic status/protection; look at the waitress and porn circus of Tiger; a man with money).

Stop the cover-up:  and we can solve the Tiger’s issues along with some others. A thug such as the Tiger is not attracted to strong and spiritual women of any ethnic background. He is a fragmentation of an imagination–he is a fantasy–he is not real, nor is he whole enough to cope with the immeasurable task of being a loving father and positive role model. Do not forget that the men who are prepared for this task, most women do not give them the time of day; they do not have the mil to fake you out of your mind. Women like men like the Tiger, and women who are just like the Tiger, will always seek thrills, drama, destruction, and the illusions of womanhood to gain their next meal/mil ticket. You can despise these women for our society created them from the same mold that made the Tiger profess he was not black; they told them instead that they can have everything base on the fact that they are white women; and they consume, and materialize, until they are destroying white families and black families. These women have no more interest in their cultural roots, their offspring, than the Tiger.  One these women are takers, and men like the Tiger are fakers.  And so yes, it is well known that criminals collaborate with other criminals. These women have degenerate sexual appetites just like their co-conspirator, the Tiger. And for all of those women who are crying over the Tiger, and praying that he will one day come back home, you are degenerate for believing that you can change anyone, but yourself.

Tiger is another thug in disguise:  he wears suits, he wears sports wear, he carries a gulf club–that is the only disguise he has and if clothes still create the illusion of wellness and stability, yes, black people still have a long way to go in demanding a higher level of recognition and standards than imagery. Take off Tigers mask and you will only see, 50 Cents, and the rest of the degenerate boy-males who were once prey– who in return are only displaying the outcome of their own psychological ills. It is time to take the covers off the mirror instead of the white sheets.

Below you will find some definitions from Dictionary to describe exactly who Tiger Wood’s is:

Sell-Out: (I thought this definition of sell-out fit the Tiger so well, the black degenerate personality is just like the stock market and the exchange of goods for services; and like a deal gone wrong where you can no longer bargain for security and again you and all that you have are back on the auction block; this is mental illness)

1. When a broker or investor buying stocks has failed to settle the trade in a timely manner and, as a result, the broker can forcibly sell the securities on the investor’s behalf.

2. A person who compromises his or her personal values, integrity, talent, or the like, for money or personal advancement.


1. To fall below a normal or desirable level in physical, mental, or moral qualities; deteriorate: The morale of the soldiers degenerated, and they were unable to fight.

2. To diminish in quality, esp. from a former state of coherence, balance, integrity, etc.: The debate degenerated into an exchange of insults.

3. Pathology. To lose functional activity, as a tissue or organ.

Have some pride people and mix in some humanity with it!

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