I have my two cents about this man and the reactions his dog fighting business generates among various groups…. I will bite my tongue… since I have issues with all sides… For Negro Vick to be damn delusional when it comes to shit that really has great impact on his character, personal freedom and dignity… but knows when to call lawyers, publicist and image makers…
The disconnect just makes me sick about these Negroes who tried to convinced themselves that big paycheck give them a license to fuck up their lives. Like million dollars contract exempt them from the obvious and blatant trappings that never fails to get them. If these Negroes still have not learned from the OJ debacle nothing will…
It truly want to find out what exactly it is that seems to cloud these Negroes judgement. And worse the professionals they hired to handle their persona, business are not better… In my eyes they are nothing but the tools and apparatus of trapping… I have theory upon which the trapping operates. Give a Negro the rope eventually he will find a way to learn how to tie a noose, swing it over a over a tree and eventually commit character suicide.
I have no sympathy for such Negroes… so Michael Vick I hope this new rope you got from the Eagles you use it well. I would suggest that tied around you waist, given the end part of it to someone whom you trust and most importantly loves you to yank you back into line until you learn to love, respect and honor thyself for the man that you are. The BLACK MAN THAT YOU ARE..
Stop being yet another selfdestructed tragic NEGRO!
It has just dawned on me that President Obama, who is visibly Black as the First USA President, does not carry a name like Jefferson, Jackson, Johnson, Washington etc. To simply put a White Slave Master’s Name.
It was weird how out of nowhere this string of thought pop up in my head. I found it a bit fascinating and tried to wrap my brain around this light bulb that just turned on. So I decided to process in hope of finding a meaning in this idea.
All can think of is that how our names were beating out us a la Kunta Kinte during slavery. How we were branded, killed and terrorized badly enough so we forget our Names. The trauma suffered, hunt us still to this very day. And God knows how much many of us have struggled to overcome this stigma. The sense of being nameless and lost hence belong to no one and nothing.
Many who were intuitive enough to sense what was waiting on the other side of the Atlantic chose their fate and willingly jumped, others starved themselves to death taken with them their Name. Intact.
I may be over dramatic about this and making a big deal out of nothing but I could not help but find the irony and yet another profound meaning in the presidency of Barak Hussein Obama. The leader of the free world and yes he is Black.
This is an event that most had thought they would never live to witness and yet it is here and not only there is Black President in the White House, his name is OBAMA, an AFRICAN NAME. How Wonderful is that?