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Friday, February 12, 2010

Low Self Esteem

The above image was used as my avatar on another site.
I guess the name "uglyblackjohn" would cause some to think of an image such as this.
Am I mad?
Heck no, that ish is funny.
Really... how much melanin could I have if my father is Creole and my mother is half-Native American and half-Mexican?
I'm not really ugly either.
How many straight guys want to be called a "Pretty Boy".
If I were ugly in reality - I'd have a title that would reflect how good looking I am.
Something like, "HandsomeLightskinnedJohn".
Maybe even add "King" or "Divo" (Deus, Doi, Divus, Divie, Divot, whichever...) to mimic the women who use the titles "Queen" or "Diva" before their names even though most are neither.

The thing that gets me about people who cannot even joke about our people (even in the midst of our people) is that many of those same people see other Blacks (many of whom they don't even know) as illiterate Gang bangers.
Many imagine themselves as the 'Talented Tenth" whose goal in life is to shun the other 90%.
What's funny is that many of these really haven't moved vertically from the hood - what was accomplished was more of a lateral move.
Many of the self-proclaimed Black-Intelligentsia are still members of the servile classes.
Many only think from the perspective of being aspirational within the current economic framework instead of thinking as an owner of ones own model.

It's often said that "Blacks can't work with/for other Blacks".
But this is wrong.
What is really the issue is that, "Low self esteem Blacks can't work with other low self esteem Blacks".
This is the proverbial "Crabs in a bucket" phenomenon.
Many LSE Blacks hate to see anyone else having what they themselves cannot possess.
Blacks with true game are not as driven by the need to impress.
Blacks with true game know that sometimes it's best to make the extra pass to ensure that the team wins.

But don't get these people mad.
They may even protest because John Meyer won't be dickin' them down anytime soon.
Really?
John Meyer?
Women who complain that Reggie Bush is hittin' Kim Kardasian because she is not Black are mad that John Meyer chooses to have a David Duke dick?
What's the sense on that?

Some choose to find racism in anything that is not Cosby-esque in it's depiction of Blacks.
Is this recent Doritos commercial really racist - or is it just funny (and true)?
I've dated several women who have children.
I'm usually dating the woman in the hope of eventually getting a bit of Oodie-ooh!.
Usually their daughters develop a crush on me while their sons are eyeing me like the little boy in this commercial.
Even without a word being spoken, "Keep my hands off his momma, and keep my hands of his (fill in the blank)" is understood.
The only ones who even imagine this commercial as being racist are those who have not dated in a really long time (If ever).
With the recent divorce rates - situations such as this are more likely to arise than not.

Ronald stated that I don't know enough about my history to refer to someone as "Slavery Black" without feeling guilt.
But this is not the case.
I don't limit Black History to the one hundred years of American Slavery.
(America; est. 1776 - Emancipation Proclamation ratified; 1965)
When you say "Black" - I don't say "Slave".
When you say "Africa" - I still don't say "Slave".

Usually what has occurred is the conflation of two separate conversations.
One - Speaks from the perspective of the eternal subjugated victim.
The Other - Speaks from the perspective of the master of his own destiny.
One - Bitches about how badly he is being treated by his boss.
The Other - Works to establish himself as the boss of others.
One - Whines about all the past injustices put upon him by his several masters (all the while choosing to remain on the plantation).
The Other - Is in a constant fight for freedom for himself and all of those around him.


I don't get mad easily.
My feelings are not easily hurt.
I've been through enough ish to realize that most ish is just dumb ish.
My home (in a neighborhood that is probably better than your own) is fully paid off.
My rental houses are fully paid for so that I don't' even collect rent if I don't feel like it.
My cars and truck, farm and vacant lots are fully paid off.
My home already has enough antiques and Mid-Cent-Mod furnishings to satiate my desires.
My wardrobe is already filled with Robert Graham, Jhane Barnes, Armani, Valentino, Nat Nast, et al. so I have no need to impress people by wearing common brands like Polo.
I have enough so that my concerns have shifted from getting for myself to that of helping others.
I do the girls most guys only have in their imaginations when they are enjoying a bit of "alone time".
I'm not saying all this to be boastful - in fact, I acquired most of my goods by shear luck.
I'm not trying to fit into any one's select society.
I know enough to have a conversation without having the need to come off as a pedant.
Honestly - You can call me "Ugly", you can call me "Black", you can even call me a "Nigger".
But just don't bother to actually call me until you are ready to do more than talk about problems that don't really have any effect on your day-to-day life.
Don' t bother to actually call me until you are ready to actually do something.
If people like Ronald feel so inclined to allay their own low self esteem by shunning others - that's their game.
If people like FreeMan wish to share their talents with those who have yet to realize their own (even if it means going into neighborhoods where a Low Self Esteem Brotha' is afraid to go) - that is a different game.
As for me - I'm not one who suffers from low self esteem.

Your (Low Self Esteem) conversation; "There is a problem and Black people are it.".
My conversation; "There is a problem and Black people are the solution.".
Different perspective - different conversation.

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