Caucasians aren't white, and
African-Americans aren't black. Blacks are brown. Whites are, well,
I don't think there's a word for it. But we're not white.
Caucasians aren't (necessarily) from the caucusus, either. Some
africans are white. And lots of white people are black, morally.
Just as there are white blacks, if you get my meaning. White evokes
purity, morality, cleanliness, the Pope. And black evokes shadow,
darkness, evil, death. So whites are Jesus, while blacks lurk in
their lairs in Mordor, where the shadow lies, and Sauron plots to
rule over a planet of slaves.
White and black are opposites, facing
each other as enemies on the chess board. Chess is war, if you're
serious about it, and racial language thus leads to, or at least
contributes to, antagonism, isolation, discrimination, racism, gangs,
hatred, and a prison environment of terror, the opposite of the
American dream of the melting pot, more like a salad dressing of
separation between the oil and vinegar, to which you may now start
arguing over which is on top. Funny thought: If a white and a black produce a baby, you might think he or she would turn out gray... A type of space-alien is called 'the grays', I think. As if she was giving birth to an alien. Ridiculous.
White light has all the colors in it,
as revealed by the rainbow spectrum emerging from a beam of light
diffracted through a prism. Well, not all colors: there's no brown,
grey, tan -which is probably why these colors are so sartorially
popular. However, black paint is the color that you get if you mix all the colors, I think. Black clothing is good in cold weather if you want to absorb all the heat from the sun's light on you. Everybody, I think it is interesting to note, has both black and white, in their eyes, no matter what skin or hair color you have. Everybody is white in their bones; and everyone's true (inner) colors are red and black. Rainbow colors are part of the hippy-dippy pot-smokers
tie-dye culture, or the pride flag of homosexuals, or gang colors. Colorful clothing makes us feel happier, and so other countries
have more colorful attire than we Americans do, with our hang-ups
and exclusionary racial identities, and of course unwillingness to
break ranks with social conformity.
Darkness also implies ignorance, while
light is a metaphor for truth, knowledge, wisdom. If you're in the
dark, you be ignant. If you is a white devil, you're an oppressor.
I have a white devil in my head: a black attorney in my head, who
presumably seeks historical justice by making me his white slave,
because he won't shut up and leave me alone. He's evicted, but is
squatting in my brain, spitting his shit into my goddamn
schizophrenic brain. And, of course, God supposedly said let there be light (and it was good). It's up to you to infer whether that means darkness is bad or not...
Shit is brown, and evil is black, so
black becomes the moniker of race because it has the patina of menace
and power, in a world where death is oblivion, and even if you go
into the light when you die, you still end up dead. Shit just
stinks. Omnipotence is the divine power to kill anyone, anytime.
Death personified is God. Even priests wear black. Time kills all.
We are all dying. Premature death is tragic, because life is
beautiful, even for the ugly. Gratitude keeps you positive. Anger
against injustice (a gr- attitude!) is the fire in the belly that
fuels the chess war of life, in the first place.
Cops drive around in black and white
cars, with Republican and Democrat lights spinning on top. Blacks
kill whites, whites kill blacks, blacks kill blacks, and whites kill
whites. It's a big mess, and none of it is good. Some say, “it's
all good” or “all right”, but the truth is no one is perfect,
and life is riddled with imperfection, error, failure, stupidity,
ignorance, cruelty, sin, crime, injustice, unfairness, and conflict.
We may have equal rights, but some are more equal than others. You
have to fight for your right to party. Sometimes you have to fight
to survive. Everybody has a dark side. The dark side of the force
can be interpreted as Darth Vader in the role of a corrupt cop. May
the force be with you, ha. Don't fight the police, unless you're Neo
(ha, again).
I overheard someone saying the endgame
of this racial chess war is to put the country into martial law,
which I'm fairly sure isn't gonna happen, but I spose it's possible,
if the psychopaths among us go all buggy and start offing people who
happen to have different color epidermises than they do. The devil
hates everybody, though, and racism just happens to be the weakest
link in society, the window of opportunity to cause the most damage,
in a world of global disappointment at the disparity between what is
and what could be.
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