This Week's Opening Thought: May 12, 2025

This week's opening thought: Two things that I can always rely on with people of pallor is that 1) they will always say/do the quiet part out loud, and 2) they will make up any narrative they can to "protect" their own.

Melanated refugees seeking asylum for safety reasons? Nope. Y'all's president placed an indefinite suspension on refugee resettlement in the U.S. because he insists that they're "eating the dogs and cats" or MS-13 or flooding in from the insane asylums and mental institutions and harming *cough* white *cough* U.S. Americans. Not true, but when has that stopped people of pallor in power?

So, no refugees are currently welcome in the U.S....except for select refugees of pallor, of course. Case in point: a plane full of fragile-ass pale South Afrikaners, descended from Dutch people who subjugated, enslaved, harmed, oppressed, and killed Black South Africans for a damn generation, landed in D.C. today and received a warm welcome.

Now you might be asking yourself, "Are they in danger?" followed by "Why are they getting an exemption when so many people in need aren't?" And, on the surface, that's a solid pair of questions. But if you're asking yourself those questions, you're likely a person of pallor who has somehow missed how white supremacy works, especially when people of pallor are scared that their power is slipping away in an ever-changing populace that ain't playin' their colonizer games anymore.

According to y'all's president, these South Afrikaners are "victims of unjust racial discrimination." Mind you, the average household of pallor in South Africa owns 20 times the wealth of the average Black household, according to the Review of Political Economy, an international academic journal, but they are definitely "victims of unjust racial discrimination." You see, South Africa passed a land law earlier this year that aims to make it easier for the state to expropriate land in the public interest. Although no land has been seized by South Africa's government, the South Afrikaners are freaking out and in pure victim mode, mainly because they "own" a whole lot of stolen land they've "inherited" from their crappy ancestors, people who had no right to it in the first place. Hence y'all's president, likely at the prompting of Elon Musk but also because he sees dollar signs and pallor-derived generational wealth, making a large, concerted effort to resettle wealthy South Afrikaners in the United States.

So let's take a moment to break this down, shall we?

Black South Africans who have a right to their land are the villains because they want to take steps to expropriate their land. Not all of it, mind you, but probably enough to take care of Black South Africans and narrow the wealth and ownership gaps. And these dusty South Afrikaners are "resilient", "victims," and "oppressed."

It's enough to make you want to take a damn nap.

Pallor "protecting" pallor.

So predictable and weak.

This Week's Opening Thought: May 5, 2025

This week's opening thought: Shiloh Hendrix went viral for calling a 5-year-old Black boy with autism the N-word. After being recorded last week apparently admitting that she had hurled the racist slur at a 5-year-old Black child in a park and getting rightfully dragged and dogwalked online, Shiloh's racist ass started a crowdfunding campaign on the MAGA-friendly crowdfunding platform GiveSendGo. On the crowdfunding site, Shiloh said she was trying to raise $1 million to deal with what she calls “great turmoil” in her life following the incident. Her plea for help from the top of her crowdfunding page:

"My name is Shiloh and I have been put into a very dire situation. I recently had a kid steal from my 18-month old son's diaper bag at a park. I called the kid out for what he was. Another man, who we recently found out has had a history with law enforcement, proceeded to record me and follow me to my car. He then posted these videos online which has caused my family, and myself, great turmoil. My SSN has been leaked. My address, and phone number have been given out freely. My family members are being attacked. My eldest child may not be going back to school. Even where I exercise has been exposed."

First things first, no one doxxed this woman. That's a lie. Her whole recollection of the events is a lie, but you likely knew it was when you read the blurb. But guess what? Lying means nothing when you're a person of pallor, a race with a culture of wading in the waters of a never-ending victim complex. So, "poor" Shiloh screamed out for help from her fellow white supremacists to "relocate for her and her family's safety." And guess what?

As of Monday afternoon, Shiloh's crowdfunding page showed her as having raised $680,427, because, as many of them have alluded to after donating money to her campaign, "She did nothing wrong," and "they have to protect their own!" But here's the kicker, y'all: SHE'S ENGAGED TO A BLACK MAN.

Yep. Out here just callin' people's babies the N-word and takin' MAGA money while marryin' into the very culture she hates.

You can't make this sh-- up, y'all.

Y'all are a whole mess, people of pallor. A whole mess and a manipulative, unrepentant threat to everyone, including other people of pallor.

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.

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."]