The older I get, the more I hate the holidays celebrated by the residents of occupying forces of the United States. See, I couldn’t even bring myself to say “traditional American holidays.” Granted, I barely know anything about the Haudenosaunee, but as I understand it, what you know of the United States would not exist as it does were it not for them. So where is the respect for their traditional holidays? Why do we not at least celebrate their traditions as well? I mean, when in Rome, right? Guess what… We’re in Rome! Well, okay, we’re in America, but this is their home and the largest majority (and minority) of residents are just settlers of the occupying forces of the land.
So, yes, we have all of these great freedoms here in the U.S.A and the constitution protects those freedoms. We can all be proud of that for sure. But do you really think it was necessary for the United States to be formed in order for you to have those freedoms? Bullshit!!! Why do you think you wouldn’t have those freedoms if you weren’t born a native of this land? Brainwashing is why. Fuck that!
I think most people need a good dose of history. I am not the one to give it, because I don’t know nearly enough. But I can attest to the fact that the stuff we should be learning in our history classes is not the stuff that we are learning in history classes! The stuff we’re learning on the “mean streets” or in the churches is not the stuff we should be learning. Granted, I won’t take most things as my own belief because I just can’t get down with it, but this bullshit about American pride is too much.
Yes, I am proud to have been born on this beautiful rock, which I hear should be referred to as Turtle Island. Yes, I’m proud to have the freedoms and prosperity that I do. But I’ll be “got damned” to believe that my life would only be this way thanks to the “founding fathers” declaring independence from some tiny island off the coast of Europe. If it weren’t for the fireworks this day wouldn’t mean shit to me other than an extra day off.
And how ironic is it that the last time somebody declared independence in this land, it caused a HUGE hubbub! Lots of mother fuckers got kilt and nobody other than the “rebs” want to celebrate it…
Verily, Black Jesus says unto you, go ahead and be happy that some European mother fuckers declared independence from they daddies and then proceeded to rape and pillage this great land. Be happy that whole nations and crops were slaughtered so that you can go to Wal-Mart to buy beef or swine instead of deer or buffalo to throw on your grills. Pop off your fireworks to symbolize the destruction you’ve caused in the wake of your selfish rebellion. Sing your songs of glory against your dads and mums and roll your drums in respect for the warriors you send to force other peoples to follow your ways (instead of keeping them here to protect and look after you!).
Black Jesus, on the other hand, is going to spend the day contemplating how to be more respectful of the native traditions. He’s also going to enjoy some kimchi and jap chae cooked at home by his gorgeous Native-afro-meric-ean wife. And while you may see an appearance somewhere where there’ll be colorful explosions in the air, you will not see me flying the “banner of freedom” cause that’s some bullshit that I don’t need to represent. If a mufuka wanna step on this rock to hurt folk, he’ll catch a cap in his ass just as quick as one who’s already here that wanna try to pull the same shit. For me, it don’t have anything to do with no flag, no piece of paper, or no strip o’ land. Rather, for me, it has everything to do with the “don’t start none. won’t be none.” Ya dig?
I know you’re gonna do what you’re gonna do anyway, but please at least be safe and don’t drink or text and drive. And definitely don’t text while driving drunk. It’s stupid and too many people have cars for your dumbass to at best catch a charge. At worst, you could lose your life or worse, take somebody else’s. If your life ain’t worth enough to hold that text for later or get somebody else to drive you home, how bout considering changing your thought processes so that it will be. And I don’t mean go find Jesus. Maybe you, too, should research the histories that you weren’t taught before. Google that shit, son!