Are you a sex toy for white people?

If you're a Black man or woman reading this and you've been in four or more 'intimate' relationships with white people outside of a marriage, answer these three questions for yourself honestly:

One: Have you been in five or more relationships with a white person where there was no talk of serious commitment that could lead to an engagement or marriage?

Two: Did you ever brag to a Black man or woman about how many white people you dated and how they treated you better than any brotha or sista did, while you were no longer in a relationship with any of these white people?

And Three: If you were in four or more relationships with white people, did you meet any of their relatives?

If you answered yes to the first two questions, and no to the last one, chances are, some white person is using you as their personal sex toy. And here's a little secret about us Black people, especially the college educated ones...far too many of us have become sex toys for whitey's amusement without even knowing it. 

Now, let's ask the logical question that should be on everyone's mind...why? 

Mind you, I'm only asking this question of Black men and women.  Cause there's a multitude of stats about what percentage of Black men and women are single across the board. The majority of which seem inflated to me, and this is 'cause the edicts of white fascism dictate that one way whites always get to feel better about themselves is to look at the dysfunction in the Black community. 

When any group(s) of white people are enduring a recession or a state of joblessness, they can always look at some negative stat about Black people and this keeps them feeling safely superior to us. But, whether it's organizations like the Pew Research Center or the U.S. Census Bureau, the numbered results basically look like this:

Over 60% of Black women AND men are single.

And, over 70% of Black children are born into single parent households. 

But ya' wanna' know a disturbing fact? I'm surprised these stats aren't higher; let me explain why...

An extremely critical point I keep bringing up, only because it's the most crucial one when it comes to what's really ailing the Black Diaspora, is this: If you're a Black person, ever since you've started walking, you've been taught that EVERYTHING about you is wrong. 

EVERY single history book you've read in pre, middle and high school has taught you to hate yourself and everyone who looks like you!

This is done by force feeding you a study diet of two subjects we're taught to obsess over all our lives, slavery and Martin Luther King. 

So let's break down the effect(s) of what being reared on slave narratives and MLK does to a Black person's esteem and psyche.

When you're constantly shown pictures of your people being hung, butchered, burnt at stakes and whipped to within inches of their lives, what do you think it does to a young person's mind? 

I'll tell you...it leaves a scar! This is similar to a child being traumatized in a household through constant beatings with foreign objects like belts and extension cords. 

These images of our people take a sledge hammer to our esteems, and unfortunately, the majority of Black men and women go to their graves with these scars, never realizing how they've been affected by the white supremacist conditioning they've gotten to hate themselves. 

This is why the majority of us never want to identify ourselves as Black and why we'll do anything NOT to be around Black people. And our damaged ability to love ourselves and each other help us stay in perpetual states of being a bachelor or bachelorette.   

For young Black men, study diets of slavery and MLK  nearly erase all the confidence any healthy young man needs to assert his place as a 'leader' or the head of the household in his community. Seeing his male ancestors subjugated, in chains and in perpetual states of pain, says to him he's probably doomed to fail before he starts. And in a very real way, it says, he probably will never rise above a certain lowly station in life, 'cause you come from a people that are predisposed to failure.

For young Black women, it says there's NO protection for you in this life with your man being so emasculated. There's no semblance of security, no sense of stability, emotionally, financially or otherwise. And ultimately, you'll be left to 'fend for yourself!

Now, the Martin Luther King slant on this further tells young Black men and women they should passively accept what these schools, or any other local institutions, tell them about themselves. After all, whitey and his supremacist institutions know best. (The gospel of white supremacy). It says a good Black christian doesn't bother the order of things. And if he or she does upset the status quo, it should be in an attempt to get closer to, or be more like white people; regardless of how they brutalize or murderously torture you and your community. 

And one more component of the 'Martin Luther King' doctrine is, even if you are passive and non-violent, you should EXPECT to die violently. 

Oddly enough, I think a better analogy to use concerning this topic might be the tale of the pop group 'Milli Vanilli'...Yeah, that 'Milli Vanilli'...you know, Rob and Fab who got busted for not singing on their records. I know what you're thinking...have you gone mad? But just indulge me for a sec'; you'll see it's value when I'm done.

In the early eighties, Rob Pilatus and Fab Morvan were basically homeless 'club kids' trying to forge careers as models/dancers. They were inseparable because they were both young Black men in Germany who were disowned by their parents, and both tell stories of growing up in unstable and abusive households. Rob used to tell stories of abuses he suffered at the hands of his German mother who was also a porn actress. He and Fab said when they were living on the streets they oftentimes slept standing up, because in Germany, they'd be the only Black people in certain areas, so they'd always get harassed for loitering if they slept anywhere in public places. 

Essentially, they were all each other had.   

Fast forward to the year 1988; when record producer Frank Farian sees Rob and Fab rehearsing for a singing group in a Munich, Germany club; he knew they had the marketable look his new musical group were missing. So he signed them to a production deal.

Mind you, Rob and Fab were still homeless German kids, so Frank made the poisoned Kool-Aid a little sweeter when he gave them each a couple of hundred dollars for advances when he signed them. Then, when Rob and Fab spent the money on some food and a place to live, Frank told them they had to lip-synch on the tracks he gave them, or per their contract, they had to pay him back the advance. 

"We weren't hired, we were trapped..." Rob was quoted as saying. 

Coincidentally, Frank had done the whole lip-synching trick before with one of his other groups, 'Boney M'; and one of the men he hired for said group, was actually an 'exotic dancer'. Ya' see, this is how Frank rolled. 

The song, 'Girl you know it's true', was released on March 1, of 1989. And it was originally produced by Frank's cohort, Jesse Powell.  

And I don't care what people think about this song, it was hittin'! 

This started Rob and Fab's ride on the rollercoaster of international stardom; the two always hung closely together, because they felt safe around each other; if for no other reason, they didn't speak very fluent english. They considered themselves brothers 'cause they'd been through so much, and again, they were rarely seen apart.

But after a few years of celebrity their conscious couldn't let them deceive the public anymore, so Rob and Fab refused to show up at a particular video shoot unless they were allowed to sing!

Frank Farian threw a fit, fired Rob and Fab and went to the press telling them that 'Milli Vanilli', (i.e.) Rob and Fab, were frauds.

After the fall-out, and the following trauma of being exposed in the public eye, Rob and Fab couldn't be found together at all! They wanted to stay as far away from each other as possible because they said it reminded them of the stresses of the public exposure. 

Sadly, years later Rob committed suicide behind this trauma and Fab continued to sing on the local club circuit, but fell into obscurity. 

Now, let's bring this back to the plight of the Black Diaspora...the Black man and woman who were once inseparable, after suffering the traumas of white supremacist conditioning via the american school system and other white fascist mediums, now want nothing to do with each other.  

And here's my question: if we can acknowledge how the Black Diaspora as a whole has been conditioned to
self-destruct, why are Black people collectively scratching their heads wondering why we're self-destructing? 

The circumstances I've mentioned above are precisely why we'll go out of our way to avoid one another while we throw ourselves at every white person we see who may show an interest. And ultimately, we're trying to escape the trauma of going through this life as a Black person.

The other side to this is, Black people don't realize how we're perceived by whites and everyone else before we even get a closer proximity to them at the collegiate level. 

So, here's two ways we're perceived by white people, when it comes to how they deal with the Black Diaspora... 

And mind you, I'm focusing on white people because for the most part spanish and asian people are NOT going to be sexually attracted to us. And yes, there are exceptions to this rule but they're few and far between; because spanish and asian people have a 'non-white complex', so they're always trying to show everyone, especially Black people, how much 'whiter' they are compared to us. The shame of it all is, they don't realize, they'll never be white...but don't tell them that. White people don't have this complex because being that they are white, there's nothing they have to prove, this makes it easier for them to be more sexually active with Black people on the whole.

But back to whitey's perceptions of us before we're around them at the collegiate level...here are some ways white people view us before we ever sit next to one of them in a university's desk:

One, white people believe that we're only attracted to them because we're essentially gold-diggers and we want to get at their money, especially if they're 'trust fund babies'. Now, I'm not saying there's no exception to this rule, I'm saying this is how whitey perceives you before, during and after they get to know you. They think we just wanna' get in their pockets. When nine times outta' ten, we just want the closest proximity to them as possible, 'cause it makes us feel better about ourselves, it makes us feel we've accomplished something in this life having the privilege of being in the same room with these pale-skinned degenerates. 

Two, white people believe since we've grown up in poverty-ridden, single-parent households, that we've got  looser morals than their white peers, and they figure this is another reason we're so eager to be sexual with one of them right off the bat. I remember two white people were discussing how a Black female class mate of mine came from a monetarily upper-scale household, to which the white woman in the conversation offered: "Oh, I thought she lived in a small apartment with a bunch of her other siblings..."
   
Bascially, this is what the white woman saw on an episode of 'Good Times' or something; but to her, this was the reality of most Black people she knew...WHAT SHE SAW ON TV! Literally, this is all she knew about Black people...and all she cared to know. 

So every white person thinks if they ever hit a dry spell with their own kind, one of us will be waiting in the wings with a bed strapped to our backs, wanting to fulfill any lustful desire that comes to their heads. They feel they'll never want for fast and easy sex around us; and for the most part, we're so anxious to be accepted by them, they're usually right. That's why they feel it's okay to string some Black man or woman along with thoughts of longer-term relationships, until they find a white partner to marry; then they'll dump us and move on with their pale-skinned peer (Kerry Washington/Dave Moscow and J.Lo/Ben Affleck).

Now, how do we resolve this? Firstly, let me say, we CAN'T PRAY THIS AWAY!

We can't 'let go and let God' when it comes to the nearly two decades of conditioning we have to hate ourselves and each other. 

We have to recondition ourselves at the subconscious level to pluck out the white supremacist dictator in our minds, so we, the Black Diaspora, can get back to a place of loving ourselves and each other. And the only way to do that is through meditation. 

I have a Blog post I'll leave a link to at the end of this that shows one of the meditative techniques I'll include in my upcoming e-book 'How to heal the rift between Black men and women'. In that tome, I'll go into everything discussed here in more detail.

So you know the old axiom that's told to the Black community, and young Black men more specifically, stating if you sell drugs you're gonna' wind up in one of two places, dead or in jail? We, the Black Diaspora, should institute a new maxim that says, if you endeavor to marry a white person, you're gonna' wind up in one of two conditions, you'll either be oversexed or alone. 

And you don't have to take my word for it, the stats bare this out. 

To the Black men and women reading this...it's time we stop reviling each other, and start reviewing the reasons why it's imperative that we come to a place of being able to form successful and loving relationships again. And it's time we become wholly invested in saving the Black family. 

Now, if you care nothing about your people, continue to let yourself get used like a handy-wipe for whitey's pleasure...just remember, as you stare wantonly into the icy-blue or pale colored eyes of the white person you're bedding down with, that statistically and more than likely, what you'll get out of trying to marry this person, is what you'll soon be getting between the sheets...SCREWED! 

Brothas and Sistas, it's time we stop playing ourselves cheap, and it's way past time we rediscover that there's truly no love more divine than ours. Especially the love of a 'pure-bred' or pure-bred looking, Black man and woman.

Ma'at Hotep,

MontUHURU Mimia

P.S.

Here's the Blog post with one of the meditative exercises I talked about here.

And anyone doubting me or my past posts when I say white birth rates are falling below replacement levels should read this article here.