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"The Murder of the Black Woman: An Apology from Black Men"


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I found this & thought i would share it with you guys. It's quite deep & after reading some appalling things in L&L & listening to that radio thing I thought we needed a black women appreciating thread that requires no nude or objectifying pictures [yes it's possible!]I don't know if i should have put it in L&L but it's quite general so i put it here..._ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ "The Murder of the Black Woman: An Apology from Black Men" These are some powerful words and very poignant. The thoughts of a BLACK MAN. In addition, please note that the contents are NOT meant to be offensive to anyone. This was just very thought-provoking. And yes, designed to make you THINK. Thank you. Read on....Have a seat Sista, this may take awhile. Don't be afraid. The two pistols that you see smoking in my hands are harmless. Both clips are empty, much like a Larry Elder's speech. And even though I was aiming at the System when I first unloaded shots into the air I see now that I missed the target. The system remains intact while you sit wounded and battle-weary from decades of bullets being lodged deep into your heart and soul. I murdered you many times. Still, you did not even die--not once. I apologize for abandoning you and leaving you to fend for yourself in a world that is as cruel as it is cold. I should have supported you when you offered to be part of the struggle. But the struggle was an internal one as well as an external one, and I was losing on both fronts. I got mad at you for straightening your hair, for slow dancing in the arms of white men, for challenging my man-hood and comparing it to other races. I hated the way the system divided us by promoting you and demoting me, but instead of uniting with you and having your back, I attacked you and left you alone in your grief. I apologize for flaunting white women in your face as soon as I got money and fame. I was suffering from a mental illness that had me believing that my self-worth had to be approved by a pair of blue eyes. I know it hurt you to see me betray you so quickly, so easily, and so often. I had you feeling as though you were not worthy to be in my arms when the opposite was true. I was not worthy of yours. I apologize for calling you a "bitch" and a "hoe" and treating you like a sexual object in my music, and in the streets, and amongst my home-boys. I felt powerless and frustrated, lost in a maze of self-hatred. I raped you, and pimped you, and beat you, and cursed you, and tried to destroy you in the same way that I felt destroyed. The pressures of society triggered the explosion that almost destroyed everything inside of me. And you got caught up in the blast because you were always so determined to stand by my side. I murdered you many times. Still, you didn't die--not even once. I apologize for cheating on you, abusing you and leaving you as soon as you got pregnant. I pretended like the child was not mine. I even asked you to kill the baby because I was not responsible enough to rear him/her properly. When you refused, I reluctantly tossed you a few dollars each month and felt like thats all I had to do to be a father. I apologize for turning you into a single mother instead of a happy wife.I apologize for selling drugs and going to prison and using the streets as an excuse for my failure. I didn't want to be like the honest folks in my 'hood who worked hard and had nothing to show for it. I wanted more out of life but I didn't have the courage or the insight to folow the path of the brothers who worked hard in school to build stable futures and lives for themselves. I grew up angry at the world and my environment. But instead of using this anger in a constructive manner, I beat down and shot up the first brother who stepped on my shoes in the club.I apologize for dying so young in the streets. I just wanted respect. I just wanted power. And the only people in my 'hood who possessed these qualities were the gangsters and thugs and dealers. You warned me to be careful. You begged me to slow down. But I didn't listen. The respect of the street was all I had. It was something that I was willing to kill for, even die for. I was fighting a war against myself, and dying for a cause that did not exist. I apologize for breaking your heart and betraying your trust and hurting you so badly that you became almost as racist as the System. You started calling all black men dogs and writing cruel little Waiting to Exhale type books that spent too much time degrading me instead of explaining that good black men are the majority. Your anger and books flew high, like African Jehaka birds, towards the tree branches of my soul. But instead of forgiving me and attempting to re-build your nest, your anger and books became wood-peckers and pecked away at what was left of me. You screamed out that good black men were hard to find and blamed me for your actions when you held white men in your arms. I tried to tell you that I was the minority, and that good black men were everywhere, but it was easier for you to point fingers at me than it was to give these brothers a chance. I should have treated you like the Queen that you are so that other black men would not be falsely accused of my emotional crimes. I murdered you many times. Still, you didn't die--not even once. I apologize for encouraging you to be materialistic. I dumped my money into the same system that was destroying me and tried to impress you with expensive cars, platinum jewelry, and Polo or some other designer gear. I fooled you into thinking that the measure of a man was in his bank account or in the size of the knot in his front pocket. You jumped into the front seat of my Lexus, happy because your friends were now envious of you, as we both sped down a dead-end road at one hundred miles per hour. As a result, many black men who didn't own a Lexus were ignored and even dismissed by you. I had you believing that your love came with a price tag. I apologize for the late nite booty calls. You wanted to talk, to cuddle, and to explore the depth of my character. I only wanted sex. I called you when I was horny and only reached out to you when I saw that you were slipping away. I should have talked to you and opened up to you. Instead, I trusted only my home-boys and factored you out of the equation. And I apologize for turning you against your friends and family members. I was jealous of their influence over you. I was afraid that you would listen to them when they told you that I was not good for you. I didn't have a job, and when I did, I used it as a weapon against you. When wise sistas told you to raise your standards, I persuaded you to lower them. I had you thinking that you had to have a man, any man, to be complete. And I apologize for that. I murdered you many times, Sister. Yet, incredibly, amazingly, you didn't die. Not even once.

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take that sh*t to lipstick ally or somthingthis is some delesional bullshit that fat sassy girls try tell you
Hun you can't even spell 'delusional'.. Tut tut tut & I might have listened to you as well lolOh.. & it was written by a man.
bitchmade men! its still garbageif you dont like it ill punch you in ur face
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take that sh*t to lipstick ally or somthingthis is some delesional bullshit that fat sassy girls try tell you
Hun you can't even spell 'delusional'.. Tut tut tut & I might have listened to you as well lolOh.. & it was written by a man.
bitchmade men! its still garbageif you dont like it ill punch you in ur face
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wut you wanna be a hero niggahuh??
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Calm down hun. I don't even get your point but you can still have my left e-cheek & you can give it as hard of an e-punch as you want if that will calm your little e-heart.This just proves the point i was making in L&L. People have this sort of hunger or need for what is negetive or downgrading to women or people in general. The moment you post something positive people go mad like up has just become down & down has just become up.Or maybe it's just this one e-prick

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Why do these crap always come up?Why don't I hear anyother women of different race come up with stuff like this?This crap pisses me off, YOU ARE HUMAN, WHATEVER COLOUR YOU ARE!STOP f*ck*ng CRYING ABOUT BLACK WOMEN THIS BLACK WOMEN THAT AND THINK ABOUT THE HUMAN RACE YA CUNTS!

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Why do these crap always come up?Why don't I hear anyother women of different race come up with stuff like this?This crap pisses me off, YOU ARE HUMAN, WHATEVER COLOUR YOU ARE!STOP f*ck*ng CRYING ABOUT BLACK WOMEN THIS BLACK WOMEN THAT AND THINK ABOUT THE HUMAN RACE YA CUNTS!
because only black women ever seem to have a problem with men of their own race being with women of another race (to the extent they collectively make up noise about it). e.g. lol @ the amount of dirty looks i get and snide comments from black girls i clock if im walking down the street with a white girl, not even a link or anything of that kind, just a friend im walking with. they seem to just assume, then frown upon it. im not saying its all black girls that do this but alot do.for example a while back i was out looking after my nephew (he's only 2 and he's mixed race) and i was with a friend aswell, a white chick i've known for years. This group of black girls were walking past and they actually stopped my friend and asked her 'is he your son' she said no and they said 'oh, thats ok then'. i had to say something and it ended up with them looking like fools and walking away then shouting slag to my friend when they got some distance away. its pathetic imo, dont see a reason for it. one of my white friends walk street with a black and wouldnt get any looks ATALL.
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I found this & thought i would share it with you guys. It's quite deep & after reading some appalling things in L&L & listening to that radio thing I thought we needed a black women appreciating thread that requires no nude or objectifying pictures [yes it's possible!]
who read further than that?
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This paragraph reminded me of footballers harrrrrrrrrrd.I apologize for flaunting white women in your face as soon as I got money and fame. I was suffering from a mental illness that had me believing that my self-worth had to be approved by a pair of blue eyes. I know it hurt you to see me betray you so quickly, so easily, and so often. I had you feeling as though you were not worthy to be in my arms when the opposite was true. I was not worthy of yours. But in general that was AWFUL. Even the fact he named it 'An apology from black MEN' instead of 'An apology from an abusive, cheating, drug dealing, convict whorebag of a black man'.I'd be sooo pissed if some hoodrat, bad attitude, bleached out video hoe came 2 her senses and decided to write an apology on behalf of all black women. Na personalise that sh*t.

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Why do these crap always come up?Why don't I hear anyother women of different race come up with stuff like this?This crap pisses me off, YOU ARE HUMAN, WHATEVER COLOUR YOU ARE!STOP f*ck*ng CRYING ABOUT BLACK WOMEN THIS BLACK WOMEN THAT AND THINK ABOUT THE HUMAN RACE YA CUNTS!
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take that sh*t to lipstick ally or somthingthis is some delesional bullshit that fat sassy girls try tell you
Hun you can't even spell 'delusional'.. Tut tut tut & I might have listened to you as well lolOh.. & it was written by a man.
lol @ you giving anyone an english lesson.But seriously.What the f*ck is this sh*t.
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