I think black people have superpowers. All of them. Powers triggered by a single word.
Words only have the meaning we ascribe. Hence why negro means something different in Spanish and English. We use “The N Word” as a polite dance around a powerful utterance. Should one write or speak “The N Word” in the proper context, that’s acceptable, if not commendable. Calling someone “The N Word” is horrible; telling a small child, “Don’t call someone the word ‘nigger’ because of Reason A, B, C, … Z” is not horrible, it’s necessary because until you know what “The N Word” refers to and why, the phrase has no meaning.
And there are all kinds of words like this, none which have the power of the aforementioned slur, but words for folks of all walks of life, nonetheless. Sometimes, I don’t even know words are offensive. It’s common for white people to be called crackers. For the life of me, I assumed that was because crackers are, well, white and kinda bland. Then I heard someone say that it originates from the *crack* of the whip that slaves endured at the hands of slave-owners. I still don’t really care if someone calls me cracker, but maybe I should?
I’ve done a lot of stupid things in my life, said some really horrible shit, but as far as I can ever recall, no matter how drunk or whatever I get, I’ve never, ever called a black person “The N Word.”
I’ve said other horrible things, some intentional, some not. Growing up, “gay” and “faggot” were common, and in such a way that no one gave them a second thought as to their origin and why they were a put down. Then one day, I realized that I have a cousin who is gay and she’s awesome and saying “faggot” is probably not a good habit and so, in general, I stopped. I’m sure I slip here and there, but it’s not something that’s in my regular vocabulary. (Faggot is also apparently a bundle of sticks or something. Which is weird.)
But “The N Word” is different. “The N Word” gives black people superpowers. Even as a young child, I knew not to mess around with that word, much in the same way you didn’t take a chance saying “Bloody Mary” into the mirror three times: what’s the point? What is there to gain?
In my mind – a mind that is so white my ancestors are Irish and Norwegian, two groups with high rates of schizophrenia, one should know – if I said it to a black person, I would die. It wouldn’t matter if I had a gun and they weighed 100 lbs, they would murder me. I can picture it, flickering like an old movie on 8mm film – my own Zapruder film running in slow motion – the word slipping, me realizing what I’d done, and the Incredible Hulk popping out of nowhere to kill me.
The word carries so much power, has such weight behind it, that to use it as an insult would give a black person a “Mom Whose Baby Is Trapped Under A Car” adrenaline dump and they’d be able to actually, physically, rip my head off my torso.
And if the police showed up (even here in Chicago) they’d hear the story and say, “Yeah, you were within your rights.”
This isn’t to say that I call Hispanics “spic” or Jews “kike” but I’d take my chances with kike before “The N Word” any day of the week. I’d insult a black person any other way, just as sure as the day is long: “Mother fucker” “asshole” “butt shit” whatever, I’d let them have it. But “The N Word?”
So, to all the black people reading this (one of our target demographics, obviously), know that this is probably how white people think these days. We wander around, scared and fearful that you have superpowers. Because you do.
Black people do have super powers. When we are conscious and awakened and study our African-Alchemy and Voodun we can teleport, communicate telepathically, make objects move with our mind, and have other out-of-this-world psychic abilities…It’s just in our DNA we can’t help it
The Africans sold the negros with the weakest soul power to the white slavers so their spirituals could remain potent for generations.
> Same reason I walk backwards through revolving doors.
Wtf? If you tell a black person “black people have super powers” you’d think we’ll kill you? Ok haha but no…we wouldn’t…..because we actually do. That’s why white people hid, (and still hide it to this day) our history and hate us. White people don’t want us to learn about our past in Africa but they will eager tell us about slavery. See the think is, African people’s lives didn’t start after slavery. We had a much better life before Europeans stepped in and took over. I mean all of Africa, not just West Africa. East Africa, we were super intelligent geniuses, but of course, like the rest of our history, it’s hidden. Hollywood loves to make ancient Egyptian movies all white so we can stay under the shadow and not wake up. The truth is, ancient Egypt was all black at one point. The beginning of Egypt was all black. Africans built the pyramids and Sphinx. We were the first humans. Now don’t think our creator is racist because ever race is here in modern times. In ancient times, it was just Africans with the dna and genes of every race, including white people. We’re the chosen race because we’re the first race. That has something to do with our supernatural abilities. But….it’s surely not provoked by the word nigger, it’s provoked by our spiritual gifts. We’re each given different abilities, but it’s deep within ourselves. Those powers would be buried so deep inside of us if we continue to sin. We have a better spiritual connection with our creator. My aunt’s melanin is greater than mines. She has a psychic power when she’s dreaming. Every single thing that seems realistic she dreams comes to life, like David, a black guy in the Bible, could interpret dreams. The Bible is basically African people’s history book and none of the things in it applies to the modern world. Other races are wasting their time reading it because it’s not for them, no offense. It’s a spiritual thing with us…nothing to do with the word nigger.