Yo White Boy! (Volume 7)

It ain't the win, it's the fade.

Since our mission, model and motto here is to Look-In-Words, let us start with a rudimentary understanding of a definition of terms so that such will facilitate greater understanding as we move forward.

Foist things, first.

The Fade

In ghetto parlance, "fade" has several meanings, but it primarily refers to a physical altercation, specifically a fight or getting beaten up. It can also refer to a specific type of haircut, known as a "Philly fade" or "skin fade," where the hair is tapered very short, often to the skin, on the sides and back. Additionally, "fade" can mean to go away or disappear.

Don’t leave now, Billy Bob for it’s just about to get good and I respectfully request that you stay until the end of the show.

Sho ‘nuff?

Okay, okay, okay. I disoriented you up with that one so, as the caring soul that I am, let me clarify pursuant to the aforementioned mission. "Sho'nuff" is a slang expression, primarily in “African American Vernacular English.” WTF is that and WTF is an “African-American,” European-Amerikan? In any event sho’nuff means "sure enough". It's an emphatic way of saying "certainly," "definitely," or "without a doubt." It's often used as an interjection to express agreement or affirmation. More recently, the term gained popularity through the character "Sho'nuff" in the movie The Last Dragon.

Enough of the show.

World War III has begun in earnest, though it has been smoldering for the past two years. What is taking place across the globe is nothing less than geopolitical revolt, (and that is what it is) and boils down to the global majority having said "Basta" to white supremacy. Given my rather mild intellect, even I have the intelligence to decipher the obvious. I trust you do, too particularly given your intellectual superiority. Hell, your overall superiority.

However being the cretin that is I, allow me break it down for the rest of us dullards: until the world's minority (the so-called "white" European) sees its children die, its cities bombed, police (as in police-y) gun down its citizens, its economy devastated it will continue to ride the tiger.

Problem with riding a tiger is that if you get off...it will eat you.

Dwell, ruminate, cogitate and contemplate so that you might, in the end, compensate as you will...one way or another.

I grew up in a gang infested neighborhood, though I attended the best schools money could buy. Nonetheless, on the weekends, I had to come back to the ghetto. I was an only child and a bookworm nerd. I used to get attacked a lot as a little boy by the neighborhood thuggery. When I was about ten years old, my father brought two pair of boxing gloves and the lessons began, brutally.

My father, an NLC (non-lethal combat/weaponless defense) instructor in the USMC told me: it don’t matter if you win or lose, you make sure that bastard looks different when you get through. You make damned certain that he never wants to see you again and will spend the rest of his life wondering if he won or lost. I never forgot his words and I live by them as if they were the gospel themselves.

It is time for you white boys to look different (i.e. Nut-and-Yahoo “changing the face of the Middle East”) and if you dare come at certain entities with your terrorism you will, most assuredly, look different. Take heed. It is just a matter of time, now. The greatest weapon we have is you thinking we are stupid.

Yo White Boy!

It is not a matter of winning or losing, as victory is often a subjective assessment. What matters is the fade, dude. The fight itself. Because I am a living witness in telling you that you can get engaged in combat or some icy kinetic stuff and you will not care about winning or losing; you will only wish you had not been there. You run up on the right (or wrong) opponent and even a “win” will feel like an ass whipping and the last M.F. that you will ever want to see again is him.

Can you say Vietnam?

And don’t forget you are vastly outnumbered; fighting one opponent is one thing, fighting eight is a funeral. Given that you are, at best, 14 percent of the global population (the rest of the world being melanic peoples) you have some stark decisions to make. The geopolitical dynamics of humanity have reached a point of critical mass from Palestine to Iran. From Sudan to Pakistan. From Russia to China. All over the world.

Govern your actions wisely, if it’s not already too late.