Niggardom, Al Sharpton and a Eulogy for the N word (And by N word I mean nigger)

This blog is attributed to Al Sharpton. This week Wednesday is the official eulogy of the N word (and the B word bitches!). My struggle has been with the lack of a word to describe certain people who still so abundantly exist in the world.

Disclaimer: The following commentary uses A LOT of foul language in reference to A GANG of foul people. By that, I mean niggahs/niggers and niggardom. (I have to get it all out by Wednesday so that I may unveil a new word to refer to the growing population of super-retards.

Niggers/niggahs are all over the world. Niggahs are white, black, hispanic, asian, arab, moslem, christian, jew, atheist, vegan, carnivores, omnivores, smart, dumb (Mostly dumb), straight, gay, bi, punks, bebops, whoopty whops, tramps scalliwags, punk assed bitches, bitch assed niggahs, fleas, ticks and all the rest. Case in point: I went to the movies. I decided to pay cash (Big Mistake!). I'm waiting in line behind two groups of white people. These people seem like friends. However, when they buy their tickets, they go up to the window one at a time...Can I tell you I was imagining punching white girls in the back of the head for at least ten minutes tonight. I mean who would go out with people they don't trust to buy tickets all at once but niggahs?

I have to admit before I go deeper that I too have been a niggah. Never been called a nigger (except by an old black lady in the Magic Johnson Theaters). I even ran with geniuses who called themselves niggahs and went to extreme means to act real niggarish. These men who are now nuerosurgeons, scientists, lawyers, teachers, politicians and highly educated low lifes were overreacting to what niggahs would have you believe is a loss of Blackness that comes with education. Most of us are over that shit. Good luck to the rest of us. I officially renounce my own niggardom and vow that I am in no way affiliated with any coons, spicks, niggers, scumbuckets, cumbuckets, naked-dickers, naked-dicking or any other form of niggardom.

Another story shared by a friend may be familiar to many of you, directly or indirectly. She shared with some friends of her's how she took her daughter to the library from time to time. Her friends responded that she was acting white. PURE NIGGARDOM. Whereas I have seen many, many more white retards and an over abundance of young black prodigies, niggardom would have you believe that it is impossible to improve or strengthen your natural intelligence.

Speaking to Al Sharpton's issue. Anyone who supports the Stop Snitching campaign is probably on the down low or just a bitch assed niggah scared to get his/her ass whooped by whoever he/she needs to be snitching on. Or they are just retarded[not in a funny way]. (I cannot stress enough how abundant retardation is today. GO TO THE LIBRARY PEOPLE! TAKE YOUR CHILDREN!) When I was young a snitch was someone who told TOO much. Not just told. Maybe I called someone a snitch when I was mad or embarassed that my dumb ass got caught doing something wrong. Al Sharpton mentioned the 60s and 70s when we were REALLY a community. We had so much pride that any niggardom was immediately dealt with. Whether it was community members or the law, we all stood up against niggardom.

Today, spoiled children be they rich or poor (its mostly poor) are growing up to be niggars. A growing number of them are growing to be rich niggers. Call them Michael Vick, Paris Hilton, Her whole crew, Puff Daddy, Diddy, Coa Coa Puff Diddy Puff, Kobe Bryant, George Bush (both of them) or OJ Simpson, they are all niggers (see the current issue of the Klu Klux Klan newsletter for reference). And they are all influencing a new generation of young niggahs who see no problem with niggardom. What we are left with is a rampage of retardation and an overpopulation of niggers. As a caller on the great Michael Baisden's show mentioned, how can we put an end to the N word with out putting an end to niggardom. There would be too many niggahs running around with no name to unify their mass retardation. So what do we do?

The question is - what word will we use when we choose to limit ourselves (as niggahs) do by ending our use of the N word? Let's be honest, it will only be a select few who actually does refuse to use a word. Most retards don't read or listen to talk radio, so how would they even know that they have been renamed? And when we do find a new name for this special classification of retard, what do we do about the actual cure for retardation?

I mean, I am tired of the N word, but I am so much more tired of niggardom. So in my ongoing fight to end niggardom (which I will chronicle here), I will have to use a new word to reference my adversaries and the actual problem.

It's too damned HOT!!!

Current mood: aggravated
Category: Life

(I have to use a few curse words to emphasize my point on this one)

I've been wondering why I have been so riled up lately. It's ridiculous! I've been wanting to get into shit with everybody. Almost all the time, I been wanting to fuck somebody up or just fuck the shit out of someone (In the A/C!). Then I found a minute or two to be introspective (Because that's how I roll.) When I looked around everyone else was more agitated than usual. The customers, the mechanics, even the secretary was talking about beating people up! The irony is that is was just TOO damned hot to actually do anything. Then one of the mechanics showed me something. It was a thermometer.


This week on our lot it has been well over 100 degrees even reaching 124. I remembered that parking lots are usually ten degrees hotter. Our lot must be twenty degrees because it is the oils and gas on the ground that make it hotter.  (And our messy assed mechanics do spill a bunch.) So if you speak with me and I talk a lot more shit than usual. Or say something way more dirty than my usual, just give me a pass. It's the heat. AND THE HUMIDITY.



I've been thinking of getting my boss and the crew to go into real estate or starting a gang or opening a strip club or a whore house. Whatever as long as we can get out of the heat. DAMN! I need a beer!







Hilarious... if you're deciding between one of the F-word options, I suggest option 2. =)

LOL. You're crazy, but it has been too damn hot.

I do agree. It has been too damn hot lately. And I'm back in School. OMG.