The end of white people (Part 2)...Floyd Mayweather Jr., Connor McGregor and the reasons why Black Spirituality trumps white intellectualism...

 

On June 7^th, 1976, the 'New Yorker' magazine featured an article by British rock journalist, Nik Cohn—and the title of the article was, 'The tribal rights of the new Saturday Night'. In it, Cohn told the story of 'Vincent'—a fair-skinned, immaculately dressed young man, with superb dancing skills. And according to Cohn, Vincent was indisputably, the best dancer in the Bay Ridge section of Brooklyn, New York City.

Additionally, Cohn wrote: 'Vincent...was the ultimate face. He owned fourteen floral shirts, eight pairs of shoes, three overcoats, and had appeared on American Bandstand. Sometimes music execs came out from Manhattan to watch him—and one man who owned a club on the East side, had offered him a contract. One hundred dollars a week, just to dance.

Another one of the execs who saw Vincent, after reading Cohn's article, worked for 'Paramount Pictures'. And long story short, that exec bought Cohn's article to his bosses, and they turned it into the script for the movie 'Saturday Night Fever' (movie poster on right), which went on to become an iconic film in the annals of cinematic history.

Now, that's what whitey wants you to think—but here's what really happened...

Cohn was indeed a British rock journalist, who desperately wanted to report on the 'Disco' phenomenon of the late 70's. But when he went to the '2001 Odyssey' disco in the disproportionately italian neighborhood of Bay Ridge, Brooklyn, he didn't find a masterful dancer named Vincent, what he found was a drunken fist fight occurring outside the venue. On top of that, one of the fighters, rolled over in the gutter and threw up on one of Cohn's trouser legs. But what Cohn did remember was one lone young man who stood in the disco's doorway, and how calm he looked in the face of all this chaos. So, Cohn made up a story centered around the attributes that young man might have had.

But more than anything, Cohn based 'Vincent' on a pastiche of young men he'd met in London, England. And he went about patterning Vincent's physical, sartorial and sentimental stylings after them.

Now in 1994, Cohn told the news magazine, 'The Guardian': “My story was a fraud, (back then) I'd only recently arrived in New York. Far from being steeped in Brooklyn street life, I hardly knew the place. As for Vincent, my story's hero, he was largely inspired by a Shepard's Bush (bloke) whom I'd known in the 60's.” Mind you, Shepard's Bush, is in London, England.

Anecdotally, in 1983, Nik Cohn was indicted on drug trafficking and conspiracy counts for importing 4 million dollars worth of 'Indian' heroin into the u.s. He pleaded guilty to a lesser charge in exchange for his testimony, and was given a $5,000 fine and got sentenced to five years probation. Complexion for the connection in effect.

Now, you may ask yourself, whether this story was true or not, why would movie execs base an entire film, and dedicate 3.5 million dollars (which by today's standards would be like $30 million), around some white disco dancer?

Here's why...

The majority of the world's women probably won't confess this, but to them, a man's dancing prowess, or lack thereof, determines to a great extent what his level of sexual power/prowess will be. So in essence, the movie Saturday Night Fever (SNF), was yet another tool used to eradicate the notion that a white man's sexual power is inferior to a Black man's. That's the real reason Vincent, or SNF's 'Tony Manero', was created.

Additionally, I remember reading the Nile Rodger's autobiography, 'Le Freak: An upside down story of family, disco and destiny'. And for the uninitiated, Nile was a founding member of the R&B group 'Chic' that created classic songs like 'Le Freak' and 'Good Times' (and if you still don't know who he is, google him). In his book, Nile was perplexed about the reasons why 'disco' received such a backlash of criticism that ultimately took it off radio. And if I ever met Nile, I'd tell him point blank, “Bruh—you were making dance music, and whitey couldn't dance.”

Now, some of you may say, oh, well I've met several white people who are great dancers. That's cause they started copying our dances. Remember, this was before Hip-Hop music became mainstreamed. Back in the 70's, white people could barely tap their feet to the most basic of rhythms—until they saw us do it. And I can also tell you, white people marveled at the physical ingenuity it took to perform the moves they saw us doing in clubs. So always remember whitey's rule: if we can't run it, we'll wreck it.

Funny enough, once whitey effectively got rid of disco, they had no idea that Hip-Hop was coming up right behind it. So they'd have to copy/learn a new style of dancing all over again.

And this is what they'll never understand: that in order to perform or create our intricate dance moves or music stylings, you can't be a spiritually bankrupted person while doing it. See, whitey always favors technical virtuosity over spirituality, not only cause spirituality is what they're lacking, it's cause what's embedded in the edicts of technical virtuosity/white intellectualism, is the all-encompassing concept of theory.

Meaning, the dances or musical stylings they create are cool in theory, but not in reality.

See, our melantated spirituality gives us access to higher frequencies of ingenuity that transcend theory, so what we think is cool, really is—thus the term, 'Keep it real'. On top of that, our spirituality gives us access to greater depths of feelings and emotions that help us extract what's really stylish on a more visceral/'hue-man' level.

Now, Floyd Mayweather Jr. just defeated Conor McGregor to become the pugilist with the world's most perfect boxing record. 50 fights and no losses. This trumps Rocky Marciano's record of being 49-0.

And remember, whitey's doting on technical virtuosity/intellectualism, had him thinking that he was the world's most masterful pugilist, especially in antiquity. But because Floyd is one of us, and has access to a melanated spirituality, he was able to reach higher levels of mastery by delving more deeply into his emotionalism—or in fighters terms, by having a more finely tuned 'boxer's intuition'.

Floyd was quoted as saying: “I can almost feel when someone's gonna' throw a punch.” And this is just one example of how spirituality will always win out against whitey's intellectualism—you feel me?

Mind you, this doesn't only apply to sports and entertainment. Dr. Phil Emeagwali, who created the internet, said he drew his computational mathematics inspirations from nature and the African proverb that says: 'a large number of chickens, coordinated in strength and efficiency, could do a better job than a small number of oxen'. Thus, when he came upon the american gov't's 'Connection Machine' computer, which was so huge that no one could program it, his natural intuition showed him how he could make several hundred microprocessors work at once. And behind his intuitiveness, he not only created the modern day internet, but in 1989, he won the 'Gordon Bell Prize' for building the world's fastest computer. And coincidentally, the 'Apple' computer company used Dr. Phil's technology in their 'Power Mac G4' model (upper left)—which I drooled over the first time I saw it—and I'd have drooled more, had I known Dr. Phil's technology was in it.

In conclusion, I'd be remiss if I didn't mention Slyvester Stallone's 'Rocky' movie series. Especially in light of the fact that it's 'Rocky' Marciano's record that Floyd broke. Mind you, Rocky 4's narrative is one where Ivan Drago kills Apollo Creed, and only Rocky Balboa, another white guy, can avenge his death. And Sly Stallone came up with that concept knowing that women also judge a man's sexual prowess on his physical fighting ability too. So that flick was just one more way of white men sating their insecurities about being sexually inferior to Black men. And I always have to mention that when I talk, or imply in any way that Black men are sexually superior to white men—I'm talking about our having the most genetic power of any type of man, to breed whites, and every other non-Black persons, out of existence.

Moreover, Floyd's breaking Rocky's fight record, is but one more indication that whitey's days of ruling this earth are OVER. Meaning, when you see the people with the most resources, not only fighting amongst each other, but killing themselves in droves by means of suicide and drug overdoses, we need to understand that the melanated earth is working her magic/majik and screaming: “ENOUGH!”

And I always have to say that topping all the aforementioned facts off, is the truth that white birth rates have been falling below replacement levels for the better part of the last half century.

Meaning, if you're a Black man or woman reading this, you should be extraordinarily jubilant. This is a glorious time we're living in, where we can see whitey's dysfunctions fueling their complete and utter self-destruction.

And I can sum up my thoughts about whitey's being ethnically-cleansed off the earth in two simple words: GOOD RIDDANCE!!

Later...

MontUHURU Mimia

P.S.

I just had to include this article about Dr. Phil I saw in 'Time' magazine here.

P.P.S.

Here's the trailer for the movie, Saturday Night Fever (1977). Check out a young John Travolta (Tony Manero), and a young Fran Drescher (0:47 in trailer) who asks him, "Are you as good in bed as you are on that dance floor?"