This Is Why Some People Are Better Left ‘Ignored’

In the past few days, I’ve had to deal with two annoying individuals who were hell bent on publicly attacking my views on social constructs such as “race”. Their pathetic argument has been that I don’t “practice what I preach” in the public domain. They are convinced that I’m a racist, a “wannabe ‘White Boy’,” and a hideous ‘hypocrite’.

What started these attacks? Only they would know best. However, in his latest round, he pulls out not only the “Black” label, but the “Nigger” label as well. I’d like to think that he did this simply because I’ve decided to ignore both him and his sidekick. They posted their stream of comments. I responded to a few, then decided it wasn’t worth addressing them further.

What’s interesting is this: If one asserts that no one reads this blog, why does it fucking matter if I decide against posting more of your worthless attacks? Sometimes, you simply have to ignore people in life. This is what I’ve chosen to do in this case. Frankly, I’ve discovered — Once again — That you cannot trust everyone as a ‘friend’.

What’s sad is that these two individuals believe that they have everything figured out. They’re convinced that they’ve uncovered some major contradiction about who I am. I think I’ve explained myself and my views quite well about the way I feel about our society. Some just choose to ignore the issues that need to be addressed.

Fact: In 2008, we still live in a socially constructed world. I am not delusional about what still exists in the conditioned mind. That is what I’m always fighting against, because contrary to what some MIGHT believe, there still exists the constructed ‘Black’ and ‘White’ world, of which I must live in. I am fully aware that I must balance my existence of living between ‘parallel societies’: Reality and the constructed reality. This is not an easy task.

No one knows what it’s like to wake up each day wishing for ‘real change’. No one knows what it’s like to see yourself differently than how society portrays you to be. No one knows what it’s like to renounce and discard a socially constructed identity. No one knows what it’s like to be me. People can guess, assume, and extrapolate opinions, but until you sit down and begin to understand who I am, only then can you begin to even understand why I’ve become who I am today.

nice, your true colors have shown through like I knew they would. Hide like a bitch, run like a coward. I knew you wouldn’t be capable of taking on truth within your blog. It’s so typical of a coward. Nigger you’re not, hypocrite, you are the mecca of Hypocrites.

Don’t worry little nigra, I won’t be back to your blog, I was only here to see your ridiculous contradicting posts… you need help… like seriously, for your own good.

Hopefully you’ll learn to stop running your retarded mouth, so you don’t get it kicked in by an average person that won’t put up with your racist “white man wanna-be” psycho dribble. I’d love for you to open your mouth wide screaming, the next white girl might have her boyfriend there to rip your tonsils out. How would that be for a “racial eye opening experience”

Later black boy.

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