The Cult of Black and white Cinematic Symbolism (Part 26)...Hobbs and Shaw, Donald Trump vs. Jay-Z, the fear of a "Black Superman", and white fascism: furiously "fast-fowarded" (Special Labor Day Edition)

To the (consistent) readers of this Blog: As of this month, President Trump and his administration, are pondering whether or not they’ll give Venezuelans a pass regarding deportations. Meaning, senior officials of Don Trump’s team have drawn up a proposal that could not only help Venezuelans seek asylum in the U.S., but this initiative could also provide work Visas for them. Mind you, this isn’t official yet, but on a recent Facebook posting, I saw how some brothas and sistas got bent outta’ shape over Trump’s display of leniency towards Julio and ‘em—which kind of had me shaking my head. And I’ll tell you why at the end of this.

Jay-Z recently inked a deal with the NFL (National Football League—for the international eyes reading this). His “Roc Nation” company, founded by him, entered a “multi-year” partnership where Jay’s influence and administrative team will aid in enhancing the NFL’s gaming experience, especially as it pertains to the sports league’s “half-time” shows, and they’ll also set forth initiatives to amplify the leagues “social justice” efforts.

Now, I can’t tell you how much negative press Jay’s garnered behind entering into this deal. Everyone’s calling him a “sell-out” and a self-serving opportunist, regarding his teaming up wit’ this organization. And let me say straight off, that I’m NO FAN of Jay’s, but I’ve got 3 questions for anyone who’s gotta’ problem with either Trump or Jay’s initiatives, and they are…

Question#1: Anyone who’s been paying attention to the careers of these two men should understand that they are classically egomaniacal. And being that this mindset has worked for them in the past, what makes you think they’re gonna’ stop being this way now?

Question#2: Regarding Don Trump, I ask, why do Black people in general, and Black americans specifically, expect him, OR ANY OTHER wHITE POLITICAN (OR PERSON), TO DO THE RIGHT THING BY US? HAVE THEY EVER?! I mean, to the brothas and sistas asking why Trump would even consider lobbying for this kinda’ leniency towards Julio and ‘em, I ask you, WHICH COUNTRY HAVE YOU BEEN LIVIN’ IN FOR THE PAST FEW DECADES? And if you’ve forgotten, let me remind you how much white fascists LOVE cheap labor. And who’s gonna’ work cheaper than a spanish-speaking person in the States?

Question#3: Now, getting back to Jay, while everyone’s up in arms about him selling out to mr. charley cause of Colin Kapernick’s taking knees to raise awareness of domestic terrorism towards Black folks, here’s one question I don’t see any of us posing…where’s the Black politcians who’re supposed to have Colin’s back? Meaning, why aren’t we hearing anything from the “Congressional Black Caucus”? Where are all the Black Mayors, Councilpersons, Governors, and Senators at? Heck, while where at it, we could ask the same question of this country’s Black lawyers, doctors, corporate executives, etc.

Now, Jay-Z is one man, with limited resources, but how powerful would a collective of Black politicians be if they backed Colin’s campaign? I remember a book called “Forty Million Dollar Slaves” was published in 2006, where it’s author, William C. Rhoden, called out the fact that in spite of Black professional athletes making literally hundreds of billions of dollars for themselves and the sports world in general, they haven’t done  anything in regards to gaining any kinda’ real power off the playing field. And I know I said I’d only ask 3 questions, but here’s 3 mo’ that need askin’: 1. If Black athletes are Forty Million Dollar slaves, then how much are Black politicians worth in terms of their decades of indentured servitude? 2. Who’s got more power, Jay-Z or the collective of america’s Black politicians? And 3. Why do they always get a free pass, while we stay pointing fingers at Black entertainers?

Now, with that outta’ the way, I need to confess how it pains me to be away from my weekly blog-postings for any length of time. And right now, you’re probably thinkin’, bruh—it ain’ t like you’ve never done this before. But I assure you, I not only think about this blog a little every day, but when I’m feeling the self-imposed pressure of meeting deadlines here, not following through creates an almost physical ache that’s hard to bear. In other words, and I’ll use this old cliché, missing my weekly postings “hurts me more than it hurts you”, the reader.

Mind you, when this happens, I hope you know that “life thangs” have become so pressing, that it requires me to do this—but more importantly, I hope that sentiment comes through in my writing. So, with that said, I’d like to thank the vigilant readers of this blog for hangin’ in there with me when life thangs happen by coming back and checkin’ in once in a while to see if I’ve published anything. So, once again, I say to y’all, thank you, thank you, and THANK YOU!

Now, in keeping with my last few postings, this one will be a smaller mash-up of subjects—and since you’ve read what I think about the latest goings-on wit’ Trump and Jay-Z, in the next part of the post, I’ll cover what I think about my “casual” viewing of the latest “Fast and Furious” movie, “Hobbs and Shaw”. So, join me in breaking down the subtextual narrative undergirding this frivolous flick, and the message it seeks to imbue on its targeted demographic. Or, you can just let me know if I’m trippin’ y’all. Either way, I’m writing with you in mind. So I’ve taken measures to ensure this post will provide you with a comfortably fluid read.

—MontUHURU Mimia

Recently, a friend had me and a few comrades over, just so we could converse and touch base with one another. Our careers have us seeing each other less frequently, so we hold these gatherings whenever we get the chance. Now, after spending several hours debating about business endeavors we’d like to pursue, the host of this soiree said that it’d be a grand idea to watch a movie after we’d ordered in a meal. So, he punched up what he had on the big screen and decided we should take a gander at the latest flick in the “Fast and Furious” franchise: “Hobbs and Shaw”.

After I protested, the host expounded on the fact that he’d seen the movie before and wanted me to do one o’ my “decipherings” in regard to what this flick is really about. I told him that I could do that with the late 70’s flick “The Warriors”, and in terms of action-fueled films, it would be more enjoyable for all of us.

Unfortunately, I got out-voted—but, I’m still gonna’ curate a vid breaking down the subliminals on “The Warriors” movie, so stay tuned for that. So, regarding this movie, while we munched down on our meals, we watched this flick—and here’s “3” points I took away from this “film” immediately—and mind you, I’m using the word film loosely.

Point#3. “Black Superman”, whitey’s technology, and the infamous “chicken sandwich wars”

At one point in this flick, Edris Elba’s character, “Brixton Lore”—and now family, you know I’d be remiss if I didn’t comment on this character’s name—meaning, Brixton Lore, is a homage to Edris Elba’s charisma and sexual “allure”, especially in regards to the moniker’s first name “Brixton”. Mind you, that name hails from the fact that Edris is from England. And for those who don’t know, Brixton, England, is mostly populated with Black people—with US fam. So, this part was mos def written with Edris in mind. Anyhow, this character is “genetically-enhanced”. Meaning, he’s a cyborg y’all. Half man, half-machine. And whitey’s technology is responsible for making good ol’ Brixton a “super soldier”. Now, that narrative’s a reboot of “Captain america’s” mythology. Meaning, in Cap’s original story, whitey creates a “serum” that turns normal men into superior warriors. Mind you, this serum kills most of the men who take it, but a “Black” man was the only one who survived ingesting this serum (and this character’s name is Isaiah Bradley, he's the brotha in the above pic on the right and you can click on the pic fam. You should also google him y’all). And that mean’s what? It means the real Captain america is Black. And I don’t have to reiterate how we are the real “native-americans”, or should I say, the real “indigenous Americans”.

Now, about two-thirds of the way through this flick, Edris announces that the technology whitey gave him has turned him into a “Black Superman”. Mind you, in interviews, Edris says he freestyled that line. And towards the end of the film, the Rock’s character says, “He really is the Black Superman.” Now, this could be an easter egg foreshadowing Edris’ next movie or something, but ultimately it’s whitey’s technology that kills good ol’ Brixton Lore. And the moral to that story is, while we imbibe in whitey’s technologies, or their cultural mores, we don’t realize that what we think will help us, in regards to adopting their behaviors, has been socially engineered to KILL US AND DESTROY OUR CHARACTER!

Case in point…

Now, I wasn’t planning on talking about this, but I watched the Black man who inspired me to write this blog, talk about how dumb negroes are for participating in something being labeled the “chicken sandwich wars”, where Black folks are said to have bought all these fried chicken sandwiches at Popeyes restaurants.

And if you haven’t heard about this, the imbroglio I’m talking about entails some white executives over in the offices of Chick-Fil-A and Popeyes, starting a “twitter-battle” over who’s chicken sandwich tastes the best. And they propagated this campaign with a two-word tagline: “You good?” So, after this happened for the better part of a week, these franchises say Black folk lined up trying to get their hands on these sandwiches, to the point where Popeyes sold out of them.

Now, if you’re a Black man or woman reading this, I have a question for you—knowing how whitey’s media has a penchant for lying to us and our community, more than any other, WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU START BELIVING ANYTHING THEY SAY?

Meaning, IF whitey WOULD WRITE OUR PEOPLE’S GREATEST ACCOMPLISHMENTS OUT OF HISTORY, HOW MUCH MORE WOULD THEY LIE ABOUT SOME DAMN CHICKEN SANDWICH WAR?

Now, you might be thinkin’, ah, c’mon bruh, just ‘cause you don’t like what was said, don’t make it untrue. Aiight, bet. Well, let me ask y’all this question: DID YOU PERSONALLY SEE THESE LINES? DID YOU DO THE RESEARCH TO FIND OUT IF Popeyes REALLY RAN OUT OF CHICKEN SANDWICHES? AND IF YOU DID, WHERE’D YOU GET THAT INFO.?

Fam, my motto is this: EVERYTHING whitey TAUGHT ME ABOUT MY PEOPLE WAS ENGINEERED TO MAKE ME HATE MYSELF AND EVERYONE WHO LOOKS LIKE ME, SO I DON’T TAKE THEIR WORD FOR NOTHING NO MORE!!

LET ME REPEAT, UNTIL I RESEARCH THE MATTER, I DON’T TAKE whitey’s WORD FOR A DAMN THING…POINT BLANK, PERIOD!!

So, if you believe this fried chicken sandwich war was real, without having any hard evidence to back it up, WHO’S REALLY TRIPPIN’? YOU OR ME?

Moreover, behind this, what we should ALL be doing is boycotting Twitter, Popeyes, Chick-Fil-A, and whatever publications, virtual or otherwise, that put this propagandized nonsense out.

THAT’S HOW WE EMPOWER OURSELVES AND DISEMPOWER whitey’s FASCIST SOCIAL ORDER!

Moving on...

Point#2: Black emasculation and “Boukman’s Prayer”

A couple of scenes throughout the movie show Edris’ character getting his “bionic tune-ups”, which involve his back being opened so he can be operated on. Now, this procedure involves something that looks like a long, penetrating needle approaching him from the rear. And when I saw this scene, I automatically knew this was one mo’ attempt at emasculating not only Edris’ character but it was emblematic of whitey’s campaign to neuter Black men period. Cause whitey really wants to eradicate Edris’ sexual energy, since he’s got those dominate genetics, compliments of his being a deeply melanated brotha.

Mind you, there’s been several vernacular-based phrases that equate having a “strong” back with having lots of sexual energy, which this scene was also triggering subconsciously. And some of those sayings include having a “sweetback”, or someone being able to “blow backs out”, etc.

Now, there’s also a scene where the Rock’s character goes to his tribal home in Samoa and regroups with his family. While there, they hatch a plan to turn off the weapons Edris’ army carries via a scrambling signal of sorts. And behind this, the Rock’s tribal family use ancient weapons, i.e., clubs, maces, bats, etc., to fight off Edris’ confederacy. What I also found particularly interesting is, the Rock’s family don tribal attire before he dissertates a prayer to his spiritual ancestors for help in defeating their enemy. And fam, this “prayer” sounds eerily like “Dutty Boukman’s Prayer” that he recited before our brothers defeated the French armies during the Haitian Revolution. And I’ll include a vid clip of what that prayer sounds like in a video addendum I’ll attach to the end of this post in the future. But what whitey’s really saying here is, OUR MELANATED SPIRITUALITY WILL ALWAYS TRUMP THEIR TECHNOLOGY. Thus, while mr. and mrs. white folks have adopted our Spiritual Sciences (Voodoo/Voudun, Santeria, Palo Mayobe, Ifa, and mind you, their name for our Spiritual Sciences is “Remote Viewing”), they’ve convinced us to imbibe in their technologies, which like I said previously, have been designed to KILL US.

Point#1: The “Brown-white” Alliance

Ultimately, what “Hobbs and Shaw” really represent is this: the white and Brown people of the world “teaming up” to destroy the “Black Superman”.

In this flick’s finale, Hobbs (being brown) and Shaw (being white) literally fist fight with Edris’ character by tag-teaming him. Mind you, good ol’ Brixton is such a fierce opponent that Hobbs and Shaw literally say that one of them will take a punch, while the other delivers a blow to Brixton, ‘cause they can’t defeat him one-on-one. And even though this method hurts Brixton, he still keeps coming. It’s not until Brixton’s white handlers decide to basically pull the plug on the technologies they put in him, that he’s defeated.

Now, needless to say, I didn’t like this movie at all, but I do like it’s message—and that is…

wHITEY’S NUMBERS ARE DROPPING SO DRASTICALLY, THAT THIS FLICK IS THEIR DESPERATE CRY TO BROWN PEOPLE FOR HELP IN THEIR FIGHT AGAINST US, THE WORLD’S BLACK PEOPLE!

And that brings us back to why Trump is even considering whether or not he should help Venezuelans stay in the States.

Now, here’s “3” reasons why this alliance is doomed to fail.

Reason#3: Giving the “white status” to “brown” people, devalues that status. Thus, whitey will never fully give over the resources reserved for him and his own to latinos, dark-skinned asains, and american Indians. Now, you might be sayin’, well bruh, fair-skinned asians are brown too, and they’ve pretty much gotten their “white status” perks. Yes, but understand, not only did whitey drop two atomic bombs on fair-skinned asians, and make them sign papers saying they’d never retaliate afterwards, but out of every kind of “non-white” person, they have the least amount of genetic power to breed whitey out of existence. And that’s what it all comes down to.

Reason#2: I’ll leave a link to a former post I wrote in the “Why spanish people hate Black americans series” detailing how a white motorcycle gang recruited the help of a latino gang to fight off an enemy. And what happened was the white and latino gangs started fighting each other. Understand, keeping the white status in good standing means keeping brown people out. Thus, why Trump was so obsessed with deporting brown latinos outta’ this country. So, whether latinos like it or not, that’ll always be an obstacle to them claiming their most coveted prize, the white status.

Reason#1: NO MATTER WHAT wHITEY DOES, HE CAN’T STOP THE INEVITABILITY OF HIS BEING BRED OUTTA’ EXISTENCE!

Meaning, they can employ whatever techniques they want to delay this occurring, but it’s GOING TO OCCUR. Whether whitey likes it or not. With their birth rates falling below replacement levels, and their overdosing on drugs like crazy, and their committing suicide in droves, THE DEVIL’S TIME IS UP Y’ALL—PERIOD!

        So, once again, the song may have changed, but the message is the same. The death culture that mr. charley created, is now coming to claim them—and that’s not just the truth y’all, THAT’S KARMA AND DIVINE JUSTICE!

And like Sam L. Jackson said in Spike Lee’s ingenious film, “Do the Right Thing”: “That’s the double truth, Ruth.”

Later…

—MontUHURU Mimia

P.S.

Here’s the trailer for the Fast and the Furious franchise flick, “Hobbs and Shaw”. *Note: Addendums are coming fam, stay tuned.

And you can read about whitey and Julio warring with each other in this post HERE.

The Cult of Black and white Cinematic Symbolism (Part 25)...Sharon Tate, Bruce Lee, "Once Upon a Time in Hollywood", and Quentin Taratino's "love letter" to white females and white fascism...

To the (consistent) readers of this Blog: About a week ago, a good friend of mine called me and said they’d been given tickets to the new Quentin Tarantino film, “Once Upon a Time in Hollywood”. After telling this person I’d sworn off Quentin’s films for good, they told me this would be a grand opportunity to do some more o’ that “cinematic deciphering” I like to do wit’ my blog. Now, I understood this person didn’t like going to the movies alone—so, I told them, this would be a grand opportunity for them to get better acquainted with themselves. Then, this person confessed to “feeling funny” about rollin’ solo to the cinema.

That’s when I remembered how one of my most popular posts focused on Quentin’s films. And, in that post, I expound on the “Cinematic Symbolism(s)” interwoven into his flicks that jive wit’ the freemasonic agenda—a sec’ later, I remembered some of the stalwarts of the Black Conscious Community making it a point to see the latest and most popular films with the intentions of decoding them for the family—especially the white superhero movies. Beyond that, these tix were gratis. So, I made this person an offer they couldn’t refuse—I said I’d go on one condition—that they let me pay for the popcorn and Raisinets (and if you don’t know what those are, google them).

With that said, I thought I’d tackle this topic by splitting this post into “3” focal points—and 2 of these entail movie stars like Margot Robbie playing Sharon Tate and Mike Moh playing Bruce Lee—and I’ll break this down later on in the post.

Now, let me say straight off, I really liked this movie, and not purely for its artistic value(s), but for the message it’s ultimately sending to the Black Diaspora. So, with that said, join me in breaking this flick all the way down to its bare elements, so we can decipher what “Cinematic Symbolism(s)” LIE within this film’s frames.

—MontUHURU Mimia

Prologue:

First off, when this movie opens, it’s with the “Columbia Pictures” logo replete with the white fascist freemasonic icon, “Queen Semiramis”. Mind you, Queen Semiramis goes by other names like “Venus Columba”, which is why “Columbia” Pictures uses her likeness—also, if you look left, you’ll see how the “Statue of Liberty” was made in the image of Queen Semiramis, complete with the “torch of knowledge” which is but one of many white fascist freemasonic symbols (and you can click on this pic to enlarge it). And after seeing this, I remembered Quentin wasn’t working for the “Weinstein Company” anymore, due to Harvey’s “#MeToo” moment.

So, with that outta’ the way, let’s go in on the “3” “focal points” that speak to why I really enjoyed this film.

Point#1: Color scheme

What struck me most about this movie were certain colors permeating every frame of this flick—and those colors are “red, Black, and white”. Now, if you’re thinkin’, bruh, what the heck does that have to do wit’ anything? Well, not only are these the colors of the Nazi flag, but I curated a video called “The Art of Discernment” featuring KRS-ONE that goes into what celebrities are reppin’ when they wear clothes with these colors. And I’ll leave a link for that video at the end of this post.

Now, I think we’ve all seen the trailer for “Once Upon a Time in Hollywood” (OUTIH), enough to remember Leo DiCaprio’s character, Rick, taking a flame thrower to a room full of Nazis after yelling, “Anybody order fried sauerkraut?” Basically, right after that clip is when this flick goes full bore on displays of the aforementioned colors, in ways that are hyper-subliminal. Meaning, instead of having someone completely decked out in these colors, they’ll have them on a delivery truck in one shot, then Cliff, played by Brad Pitt, will wear a shirt with the “Champion” Auto-parts logo on it in another, and that logo’s in red, Black, and white (mind you, that shirt has a deeper significance that I’ll get into later). Also, there’s one scene where Rick is making a drink in a red and Black robe, and he puts his drink on a white napkin—they’re playin’ it that slick y’all.

Now, at this point y’all are probably thinkin’, bruh, you need a woman, a hug, or somethin’, cause now you’re really seeing too much into stuff. Aiight then, let’s get into the next points, then y’all can decide whether I’m really trippin’ or not.

Point#2: Bruce Lee

The Atlanta, Georgia born Mike Moh, is an actor with a fifth degree Black Belt in american Taekwondo. He’s most noted for his work on the web series, “Street Fighter”, and also owns and operates his own martial arts school eponymously named, “Mohs Martial Arts” in Waunakee, Wisconsin—and he’s the one playing Bruce Lee in OUTIH.

Now, when I saw this film’s trailer, and I saw Bruce Lee in all Black fighting Cliff (Brad Pitt’s character), and when I found out Bruce gets defeated by Cliff in this flick (this is one of the reasons why Cliff is wearing the red, Black, and white “Champion” logo on his shirt) , I automatically knew “Bruce” was supposed to represent Black people, and Black men more specifically.

Why?

For “3” reasons.

Reason#1. First off, Bruce, who’s real name was “Lee Jun-Fan”, was born in america, although his parents both came from Hong Kong, China. Now, the first two dynasties in ancient China were populated and ruled over by Black people. And these were the “Shang” Dynasty and the “Shang-Li” Dynasty—y’all get it? Shang-Li, as in Bruce “Lee” and Jet “Lee/Li”. So, this surname “Lee/Li” traces right back to “US”.

Reason#2. The first words out of Bruce’s mouth in this flick are about none other than “Muhammad Ali” (there goes that surname “Li” again), and Bruce talks about Muhammad Ali not only being one of the world’s best martial artists, but one of the only american pugilists that he respects cause none of his fights are pantomimed or rehearsed—this was one more clue as to who Bruce was really reppin’ in this film.

Reason#3. The most obvious clue was Bruce wearing all Black. Mind you, this is to represent “triple staged darkness” and/or the “divine darkness” that creates consciousness and the entire universe. This is the reason Bruce is pretty much humiliated in this flick, and the reason Cliff makes short work of him in this scene. Now, this also speaks directly to whitey’s feelings of physical and sexual inferiority when it comes to Black men. And one movie that comes to mind, along with its entire franchise, was based on this particular white inferiority complex as well, and those films are the “Rocky” movies created by Sylvester Stallone.

Point#3: Sharon Tate

Margot Robbie is an Australian-born actress who studied Drama at Somerset College in the Queensland area of her native country, and she’s also been in a flick with Leo DiCaprio before called, “The Wolf of Wall Street”. And she’s playing Sharon Tate.

Now, beyond the fact that everyone, myself included, was anxious to see how Quentin would handle depicting the Sharon Tate murder(s)—which he did brilliantly by the way, but I don’t wanna’ spoil this part o’ the flick for anyone wanting to see this movie, we should realize that Sharon (and white womanhood in general) are really the focal point of this film.

Now, what I will divulge about the end of this flick, is how a pregnant Sharon Tate is wearing a white t-shirt with the number “17” on it. And for all the “conscious” brothas and sistas out there, you should know in “Numerology”, we add up double digit numbers, so this was actually a number “8” she was wearing. And 8 represents “infinity”. And that means what? Well, in this flick it signifies “3” things: 1. Quentin is saying that the white woman’s place as the world’s “prettiest” female will be around forever, and 2. He’s saying, despite white birth rates falling below replacement levels, wHITE PEOPLE WILL ALWAYS BE HERE and 3. Quentin is also saying that whitey’s place as the world’s RULER(S) will ALWAYS STAY INTACT.

So, now you might be asking yourself—bruh, if those are the messages you got outta’ this flick, why do you like the movie so much? Welp, here’s why…

Now, lemme break this down using an example of someone telling you that they’re “smart”—cause when this happens, there’s really “3” things going on…

#1. 9 times outta’ 10, the person telling you they’re smart is dumber than a bag o’ hammers.

#2. This person doesn’t want you to know, you’re smarter than them.

#3. This person is tryna’ convince you, that you’re not as smart as you are.

The same holds true for this flick.

Meaning, when whitey has to send their number 1 film-making whiteboi (Quentin) out to tell the masses that mr. white folks is still holdin’ power—that means they've just about LOST IT ALL!

And to break this down further, it means that white people can no longer sustain themselves behind white folks committing suicide in droves, overdosing on drugs like crazy, and being bred outta’ existence at the same time. EVEN wHITE COPS ARE COMMITTING SUICIDE LIKE CRAZY, FAM!

To break it down even further, this film is sayin’: wHITEY’S REIGN IS OVER! THEY’RE BEING BRED OUTTA’ EXISTENCE TO THE POINT WHERE THERE’S NOTHING THEY CAN DO TO STOP IT!

IT’S A WRAP FO’ ‘EM FAMILY!

Now, I know I said there’s “3” “focal points” I wanted to speak on here—but I’m feelin’ so good, let's go for “4”…

In this flick, there’s strong pedophilic overtures when it comes to mature white men and underage girls. Meaning, there’s a scene where Leo DiCaprio is playing an outlaw in a western, and he has this precocious child actress sitting on his lap—which was unsettling. Mind you, he also throws this little girl to the ground, which is kinda’ disturbing, but that speaks to Quentin’s animosity towards women since they found him unattractive as a young man. And that’s why he damn near tortures Uma Thurman’s character in “Kill Bill”, but that’s a topic I’ll expound on in a future post. Also, there’s one other scene where Cliff gives a teen-aged girl a lift back to Charlie Manson’s cult colony, and the girl offers to perform a sexual favor on him while he drives her home.

Now, I liken this to MTV’s shows “16 and Pregnant” and “Teen Mom”—cause white fascists are tryna’ get the white populations numbers back up by coaxing white men into having sex with under-aged white girls. And this is the real reason those shows were “green-lit” in the first place.

All in all fam, not only was this a glorious night at the movies, but it’s a glorious time to be alive where I can say, AND SEE, that whitey’s on his WAY OUT!

IT’S NO LONGER A MATTER OF “IF”, BUT “WHEN”!

And that family, is a BEAUTIFUL THING!

And like Sam L. Jackson said in Spike Lee’s classic movie, “Do the Right Thing”: “That’s the double truth, Ruth.”

Later…

—MontUHURU Mimia

And if you’re one of the few souls who hasn’t seen this flick’s trailer, take a gander at it below, fam.