Like any other country in the world, the United States has long battled with the decency of man. Say what you will about women being crazy fuckin’ crazy asses – nothing compares to the kind of shit that men have pulled. I’ll skip religion, sexism and homophobia. I’m talking about racism - more importantly slavery and the writings of “slavery codes.” A slavery code was basically a rule or guideline for the white man to follow. I’ll give you an example of an actual slavery code from the year 1705:
“If any slave resist his master in correcting such a slave and shall happen to be killed in such correction. The master shall be free of all punishment as if such accident never happened.”
That means if the white man walks outside and doesn’t like how his black slave stacked the firewood he can murder that slave and it’s “all good.” No punishment. These white people weren’t fucking around. So much in fact that if a slave was caught trying to spell words, read or write, such slave was given thirty-nine lashes on the bareback with a whip. If I were a black person in the year 1705, my head would be chopped off for having the ability to put this many words together. I also would have finger blasted my master’s wife down by the creek, but that’s just the competition inside me. I get a kick out of knowing these wives would sneak out of bed from their white husband’s boring dicks and tip toe outside to get split in half by one of the slaves sleeping in the grass. She can’t help herself. All day long she sits on the patio watching these naked slaves doing yard work and their fat cocks flopping from side to side. They weren’t allowed to wear clothes. She’s actually swinging her head in rhythm like some kind of possessed pendulum wall clock.
Honey, what time is it?
“Huh?”
She isn’t paying attention to anything other than very large uncircumcised black cock.
Maybe that’s why these white men were so upset? Their whole plan backfired in their faces. You can’t breed the strongest black men with the strongest black women and not expect your wife’s pussy to start dripping on the floor when the end result turns out looking like the Terminator.
But today is a much different story. We even have a “kind of” black president. Things have changed. It’s not perfect, but probably as good as it’s ever going to get. The only thing America cares about is money and I would say between professional athletes, all elements of entertainment including film and music, criminal activities, politics, successful career paths, there are just as many African-American millionaires as any other race. Well maybe not Jewish people, but nobody is ever going to top that shit. Is it true at birth Jewish kids are automatically given a $50,000 dollar debit card?
The new nigger is me. I’m serious. Nobody has it worse than a male Ginger in America. Try to think of a successful red headed person. Who, Ron Howard? David Caruso?
Fuck you.
I can’t even donate sperm in this country. I’m serious. If I walked into a sperm bank I’d be turned away. Even Rosa Parks was allowed to sit at the front of the bus; I can’t even get through the door. Women want absolutely nothing to do with Ginger men. My seed is completely useless to them. It’s like battery acid. I may as well chop my own balls off and feed them to the dog. Gingers are generally considered inferior to their more “melanin rich” male race. I’m scum. I can remember being at the swimming pool as a child and the pretty girls gossiping to themselves, “look at his legs!” because my skin wouldn’t tan. They would laugh and point fingers while all I could do is sink down to the bottom of the pool and curse God for giving me this gift of life. At the bottom of the barrel Gingers take up 1 to 2% of the human race. I’m talking full blown Gingers – not this daywalker shit. Babies stare at me and wonder why I’m different. Employers don’t want to hire me because it’s believed Gingers are ill tempered and suffer from psychological issues. Its more likely one will show up at work in the morning with an automatic weapon and kill everyone.
In 2012 a father would rather see his daughter with a black man or possibly a Mexican before a freckled face red head. The odds of success are better. Gingers struggle to reproduce and because of that our race is actually depleting. We’re not like black people or Mexicans, we can’t help our own cause. Gingers can’t have sex with other Gingers because it’s too creepy. Too related. Have you ever seen a Ginger couple walking hand in hand down the street? God no. People would scream, throw beer bottles and shout for us to stop with the insest. There might actually be riots in the streets because they don’t want to see us reproducing. Before long a Ginger will be no different than a dinosaur – completely extinct. Children will learn about us in school and point at our pictures in disbelief, but unlike dinosaurs no child will wish to travel back in time to see us. No movies will be made. No Jurassic Ginge. Our pale legs will want to be forgotten.
I remember being a kid and my mother buying me a comic book titled The Far Side written by Gary Larson. I loved this man. While the other brown & blond haired kids were at birthday parties and experiencing their first sleepovers, I was at home in my bedroom reading these comics. My great escape from reality – I thought this dude was hilarious. I can vividly remember a comic he had written about the real reason dinosaurs were extinct. The picture showed a few of them huddled together smoking cigarettes.
Funny, right?
Thinking back now, if he was to draw this same comic, but why Gingers were extinct. The single panel would show a group of attractive girls and us being sprayed in the face with mace. The real reason Gingers are extinct - women don’t want us anywhere near them.
So the next time you see me, be like “WHAT UP, MY NIGGA?!!” because that’s exactly what I am. I’m just trying to make it in this world.
You heard?
