Re: When Did I First Find Out?
I’m grateful for this question and for the Emperor’s allowing it to be posted on His site.
I believe it is an important question, especially here in Philly where there continues to be a lot of debate, controversy, heated conversation and hurt feelings following Philadelphia Magazine’s recent cover article titled “Being White in Philly.” (http://www.phillymag.com/articles/white-philly/#.UUwaiOwBu9Q.tumblr). It got nearly 6K comments just on their own site. It was a poor attempt at furthering their supposed intention of starting a healing and open conversation about an important topic that isn’t talked about enough.It is pathetic that the magazine does not have a single African American employee, Board Member or Owner in a city that is 50% Black, but as part of the messy conversations that have been sparked by the poorly written article, the magazine is threatened with an advertising boycott if it doesn’t take immediate and meaningful steps to diversify its staff.I realize this doesn’t go nearly far enough towards restoring glorious Black men to your rightful place as the inherently superior decision-makers over the fate of all of us pale, sickly, barely useful white faggots and bitches, but it might optimistically be viewed as an opportunity to intercede and educate local people and fags and bitches as to their respective, rightful roles in the imminent, shining Nubian social order.
As for my journey towards recognizing the Emperor and his intelligent, beautiful, and compassionate people as having the wisdom and skills needed to order our society in a way that is in accord with nature and, through an honest recognition of our own separate and unequal abilities and inabilities, benefit all humans and their faggots and bitches, it has been gradual.I grew up in a town with only two similarly aged Black people that I would see in school regularly. Not as if that opportunity to interact with them wasn’t enough to be grateful for, I am surprised to this day that I was tolerated in their school; they were so patient with my foolish and illogical beliefs. Though both were female, certainly superior to any caucasian, male or female, I inevitably found myself drawn to them. (I still have and cherish the homemade book of Langston Hughes’ poems that one of them gave me for a birthday back in Jr High).And when I eventually first recognized the glory of, and fell to my knees, dumbstruck, before, a superior Black man (Is there any other kind of man than a Black one and therefore also superior?), I finally knew what the fireworks were that others talk about when they supposedly fall in love. (It was probably Leroy from “Fame” that I first had a crush on).Having been raised in a family with ice running through their veins, I quickly developed a sense of family, if only, appropriately so, as a family dog, as I got to know more Black people. Given what I had been taught, you have were, to my then-ignorant mind, surprisingly kind and intelligent, and also just in your discipline of me.In light of your wisdom, warmth, resilience, charity, beauty, strength, bravery, paternalistic guiding - and firm - hand, creativity, many varied talents, unimaginable forgiveness (especially in light of the atrocities my fellow pasty, foolish, primitive barbarians committed against you for too many generations), highly evolved sexuality (that never fails to ecstatically roll my eyes back into their sockets, to leave me with beautiful multicolored marks of your generosity all over my body, and to cause me to fall deeper and deeper in a futile but sustaining, purpose-driven hope that one of you might some day love me a fraction as much as I have come to love and worship each of you.Only a blind faggot could not recognize the superiority of all Black and Brown peoples; unfortunately there are far too many blind faggots that, I’m sorry to say, might have to be eliminated in the course of righting this topsy turvy world.
I appreciate the opportunity you have given me to express myself and only hope that I have written even one word that you might find of use; I’m afraid that, rather, I have likely bored you - and for that (and so much more) I apologize.
In eager anticipation of Black dominance over all things (and especially over me), I am humbly and forever yours in whatever way you desire (or tolerate),
(I have forsaken my European-imposed “white” surname, in homage to Malcolm X and the Superior Black Emperor, until I am given a name of your choosing, that is, if you care to bother naming me. I always make efforts to attend to your desires as it is, so I ‘should,’ if I’m worth the air I breath, already know when you have a use for me; there should never be a need, if I am fulfilling my purpose, for you to have to get my attention.If I ever fail at this, or anything else, I desperately besiege you now to please, discipline such careless and arrogant behavior out of me, in the name of the Superior Black Emperor. (Al’am s’Emperor ‘kem - I hope I got that right. All praise is due the Emperor). I swear upon my most precious possession, a copy of Joe Beam’s “Brother to Brother,” I’ll never ask for another chance if I disappoint you even once after having been generously taught by your current faggot slaves how you and your friends wish to be pleased. I will personally chew off the brand and/or ritual scars that I hope to earn, identifying me as belonging to my owner - whom I eagerly await the chance to meet - and to pleasure).
The Emperor is very pleased to have received another offering from an worthless and inferior white slave and has ordered its publication in full for the entertainment of all members of the SUPERIOR BLACK RACE and the education of inferior races. It has pleased the Emperor by making the effort expected of inferior white slaves but it is a very small minority compared to the number of inferior whites here….The Emperor is still waiting slaves do NOT disappoint Him !!