What In The Hell Is Wrong With This Country?: April 7, 2025, Edition

In today's edition of “What in the Hell is Wrong With This Country,” also knows as "People of Pallor Be Doin' The Most.:

A damn bouncy castle. 😑

Megan Gillman, a woman of pallor who considers herself a life coach and baby shaman (side note: that is some of the whitest sh-- I've heard in a minute) went viral in all the wrong ways yesterday on Threads after making the decision to write a review for her very first protest.

Yep, you read that right. Megan wrote a Yelp-style review FOR A PROTEST.

You see, Megan showed up to one of the Hands Off rallies this past weekend with her child in tow and decided to review the experience by stating her pale-ass child was "bored." Megan's suggestion?

"I don't think it would be too hard to arrange a bouncy castle or something..."

And this is exactly why y'all are on your own this go-round, easily-sunburned colonizer brethren. Y'all remain a part of the problem, even when you call yourselves not being a part of the problem.

Megan had an opportunity to be a role model for her child, to show them what it means to care about others. She could've engaged with her child, explaining what was going on and the significance of the moment. Hell, she coulda left that lil' mofo at home. But nope.

Megan wants to make sure any protests in the future consider having a bouncy house on hand, in case people or children "get bored."

Wouldn't want to bore you with activism and civil rights now, would we?

Megan has been gettin' dragged and read to filth, and rightfully so. But this kind of nonsense is why your "activism" means nothing, people of pallor. Y'all ain't about that life. Y'all are about capturing pictures and videos to show your friends. You're about reposting melanated voices then doing nothing those voices are telling y'all to do. And the moment you're even a little tired of fighting? You fall into your privilege and walk away, feeling like you've done your part when you've done nothing.

This is why you're on your own now. This is why we don't trust y'all.

A damn bounce house.

The caucasity.

Image Description: A screenshot of a Threads post from a woman of pallor named Megan Gillman. In the post, Megan Gillman is reviewing her experience at her first protest, one of the hundred of Hands Off protests that took place nationwide on April 5, 2025. In her post she states that her young son was bored at the protest and that she didn’t think it would be “too hard to arrange a bouncy castle or something” for children in attendance.

This Week's Opening Thought: March 31, 2025

This week’s opening thought: It always amuses me when I call people of pallor in or out for their white supremacist nonsense, and they tell me that I’ve “disappointed them” or that they “thought I was different than the others.”

😂

Oh, you sad, silly, naive, easily sunburned child.

You thought my closet of novelty t-shirts and my wealth of Golden Girls, comic books, and pop culture knowledge and references meant I was “one of the good ones” who would “cherish your comfort,” didn’t you?

🤣

Whew, chile! You wild! Stop making me laugh so hard! You gon’ make me spill my pampelmousse LaCroix!

Y’all really be out here thinking there’s only two kinds of Black people: the ones that make you feel like you’re safe from discomfort or accountability and every other Black person.

Sheesh.

Don't let the Breakfast at Tiffany’s tees and my love for Bea Arthur and Wonder Woman fool you. I am still Black. Blackity-BLACK-BLACK-BLACK. And I’m a Black man from Detroit, dude. And not one of them suburbs outside of Detroit that loves to claim the name - I’m talkin’ about DETROIT Detroit. I am so not the one.

Just because I’m a chill-ass magical f—-g unicorn with an eclectic palate and splendid personality doesn’t mean I’m a “safe” Black person for people of pallor to be toxic around. You can and will get impaled with my horn if and when you spout off with some of that white supremacist nonsense that shows your unwillingness to evolve, learn, grow, and stop harming Black bodies.

And I’m not the only one ready to check you.

The overwhelming majority of Black people don’t fit into your “safety” criteria or your stereotype box. We can like and enjoy what you consider “white hobbies and interests” and still be Black as hell and not interested in your comfort. And we do it all with style and seasoning.

“I’m disappointed?”

😂

“I thought you were different?”

🤣

That white supremacy be havin’ y’all out here judging every Black book by its cover, huh? Better quit doing that before you catch some figurative or literal hands!

[Image description: A selfie-style picture of Pharoah going on a walk in his neighborhood. He is wearing pink headphones and a Breakfast at Tiffany’s t-shirt. He smirks at the viewer while holding the two-finger salute with his left hand.]

[Image description: A selfie-style picture of Pharoah going on a walk in his neighborhood. He is wearing pink headphones and a Breakfast at Tiffany’s t-shirt. He smirks at the viewer while holding the two-finger salute with his left hand.]

Image description: A selfie-style picture of Pharoah going on a walk in his neighborhood. He is wearing pink headphones and a Breakfast at Tiffany’s t-shirt. He smirks at the viewer while holding the two-finger salute with his left hand.

This Week's Opening Thought: February 11, 2025

This week's opening thought: We’re not even two months into the year of someone’s lord 2025, and I am already tired of dealing with and witnessing pallor-based mediocrity. Just exhausted. I need me two naps right now, y’all, back to back. And I’d still need two more.

I was already tired of watching mediocre men of pallor try to destroy us all, including the men of pallor they deem more mediocre than themselves, only for pallor apologists to come crawling out of the woodwork to defend them. But these past few weeks have got me bone tired.

I was already tired of pallor-based mediocrity being the vocal “law of the land,” leading to hate and harm for millions of people because mediocre people of pallor are scared of their own mortality and the realization that the world is ready to evolve past them and the systems they built. But right now, I’m deep in my body tired.

And I’m absolutely exhausted with witnessing the sheer audacity and caucasity of this new push from mediocre men of pallor and their apologists to cry wolf and scream autism whenever they’re held accountable for their hateful words and actions, diminishing and belittling the complexities of those on the spectrum to try and mask how horribly mediocre, weak, and feebly dangerous to everyone they are.

The United States was built on the fragility of pallor and pallor politics designed to try and divide, oppress, and neuter every single person on its stolen land through mediocrity. And I’ll be damned if that mediocrity so many of y’all yearned for to “make America great again” ain’t draining me right now.

I know I’m not the only one.

Then y’all have the audacity and caucasity to get mad at Black people, Black women, and question why we’re deciding to sit this one out.

We tired, foo. Of you and all of this.

Save yourselves. We restin’ up for the next battle to save OURSELVES.

This Week's Opening Thought: February 3, 2025

Image description: a montage of Dorothy from "The Golden Girls" looking on with disappointment and derision. The montage is captioned, "People of pallor: 'I didn't vote for him.' The look on my face, knowing how many people of pallor voted for this mess, making the statement 'I didn't vote for him' invalid."

This week's opening thought: Since y'all's president started his second term, I've received many direct messages and comments on my post from people of pallor who want me to know they didn't vote for this horrible man, his cronies, and the complete dismantling of the already raggedy systems of democracy in the United States. My response to this?

Girl, bye.

60% of cis males of pallor and 53% of cis women of pallor voted for y'all's president and his "agenda." I've shared those numbers multiple times in the past few weeks. I'm going to continue making sure these numbers are front and center. Why?

Because if you're a person of pallor, even if you didn't vote for this, you know someone who did.

Real talk? The odds of y'all [people of pallor] having a fellow person of pallor in your social circles who voted for all of this turmoil are supremely high. You've got an uncle, cousin, or in-law of pallor who voted for this. You have a close friend or neighbor of pallor who you always kick it with who voted for this. Some of y'all have spouses of pallor who you know voted for this.

And I don't see y'all checkin' none of them.

But y'all be quick to hop on a Black woman's social media feed and try to check them, or make sure to say "not it" when a Black person holds y'all collectively accountable for this mess. Speaks volumes.

Just admit, y'all don't like holding each other accountable or taking responsibility for the ongoing harm your people have done for centuries. Our current situation? This isn't new. It might seem "new," but it's a rinse and repeat of white supremacy.

You've done it to melanated countries and communities for centuries. Hell, y'all have done this to each other for centuries. It's what y'all do the moment your people's perceived "superiority"/power over everyone and everything has holes poked in its paper-thin veneer.

Your saying, "I didn't vote for him," does not outweigh the fact that more than half of your people who exercised their right to vote submitted their ballots for...ALL of this. Your people are overwhelmingly represented in this life-altering harm.

You don't get a cookie or a gold star for assuring us that you didn't vote for this.

But you do get a side-eye.

Girl, bye.

Go check yourself and your people.

[Image description: a montage of Dorothy from "The Golden Girls" looking on with disappointment and derision. The montage is captioned, "People of pallor: 'I didn't vote for him.' The look on my face, knowing how many people of pallor voted for this mess, making the statement 'I didn't vote for him' invalid."]

Day 11

Y'all's president blamed DEI for the unfortunate and fatal collision of an American Airlines passenger jet and a military helicopter.

You read that right - he blamed DEI.

Dozens died, their families grieving, after the deadliest U.S. air disaster in two decades, yet somehow, Black and Brown folx, queer folx, and people with disabilities are the reason this happened. Not the FAA being in disarray due to his executive orders; no, that can't be it. According to y'all's president, it has to be the Blacks, Latinos, and people with disabilities whom the FAA and airlines have hired "overqualified, intelligent" white cis male candidates.

Sounds about white.

He has no evidence of anything regarding diversity, equity, or inclusion having ANYTHING to do with this horrific tragedy, but, you know, white supremacy and bigotry have never had to have an excuse for levying out hate, even in the most inappropriate moments like, I don't know, people mourning the loss of their loved one.

60% of cis males of pallor and 53% of cis women of pallor voted for this. You voted for this lack of empathy and humanity. You voted for misinformation, deflection, and no accountability. You voted for a man who fired the heads of the TSA and the Coast Guard on his second day in office because he felt they were "too woke." You voted for a man who is so harmful that the previous head of the FAA resigned rather than serve under him (he was likely going to get fired like the heads of the TSA and Coast Guard). You voted for a man who gutted the Aviation Security Advisory Committee. What's that? Oh, just a bipartisan committee created to examine safety issues at airlines and airports. Before he disbanded the committee, the group included representatives of all the key groups in the aviation industry — including the airlines and major unions as well as representatives from groups that represented the families of people lost to airline bombings. The vast majority of the group’s recommendations were adopted over the years. But they don't really exist anymore.

Because, you know, DEI.

It's day 11, y'all.