Mourning the End of White Supremacy

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Anybody familiar with the Kubler-Ross model probably knows that, accordingly, there are 5 stages of grief.


  1. Denial
  2. Anger
  3. Bargaining
  4. Depression
  5. Acceptance

And anybody that’s been watching this recent rash of police shootings and white pathology should be able to tell that we’ve already reached the “anger” stage. That’s the good news. We’re moving along pretty quickly.

See, White Supremacy ended 3 full years ago. Remember all that hysteria over the Mayan Calendar supposedly predicting the end of the world in 2012? Well, it was actually only predicting the end of the world as we knew it.

And all the living had known, up until that point, was White Supremacy.

I once read a book by this nigga that claimed that the only people that he felt sorry for were white men. At the time, I thought he was just some crazy, lunatic-fringe Spook that lusted after white women and wore funny outfits, but now I think I’m beginning to understand what he might have meant.

See, it must suck to be a white man. You’re raised all your lives to imagine that you’re some sort of Hitlerian Superman, but then there’s a mirror. And you can’t pass it without looking. And you see the truth.

Then you turn on your TV. There’s LeBron James doing stuff you could never do despite your alleged superiority. There’s Jay-Z, the best poet living, unless it’s maybe Nas or Kendrick Lamar. There’s Serena Williams, better than anybody of either gender that’s ever played her sport and Neil deGrasse Tyson. There’s Toni Morrison and Ta-Nehisi Coates and… good lord, there’s even a nigga in the White House!

How did this happen?

What does it all mean?

It means, dear white friend, if you’re brave enough to follow me here, that you’ve been liberated.

See, you’d been conned all this time. There never really was a “White Supremacy”.

What there was, was a period in time where the majority of the world’s rich were white, just like during Hannibal’s time in Carthage and the time of the Pyramids, the majority of the world’s rich would have been considered Black.

But during our time, armed with a both a knowledge of history and a brilliant anticipation of how extreme the division between rich and poor would eventually become, the rich invented the white race. I know I’ve covered this before, but it’s one of my favorites.

And anyway, rather than share any cash with your broke white ass, the rich made you imagine that by sharing skin color, you were somehow sharing in riches.

And you bought it.

I don’t really blame you. It was better than nothing.

They got you believing that Niggers would eventually try to “take over the world” and that you’d need to protect your women and other valuables, never allowing you to realize that what they were really expecting you to do was protect their women and their valuables.

You were used as a barrier. Just like the cops. And sadly, the most important thing you never realized, was that in your obsession with Niggers, you were even protecting the rich from yourselves.

Relax. Breathe. I know it’s a lot to take in.

The end of White Supremacy is not the end of the world. Tribalism has always existed and so will the white “race”.

And it may break some of your hearts to realize this, but there’s nothing you have that Black people want.

We don’t even want vengeance.

I can’t speak for the American Indians, tho. If I ever see a bunch of them coming, I don’t even know ya’ll!

About the Author

Dickie Bhee is a self-styled lunatic, a Renaissance showman, a Class A, Grade A buffoon, a nigga that believes in the greatness of Niggerhood a social gadfly and a genuine Man About Town. Also:

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