This comes to us courtesy MTPatriot. It’s nothing that hasn’t been said here a thousand times, but it’s always refreshing to see it coming from a member of the [heavy on the quote-unquote] “black community.”
Why refreshing? First, it’s typically more effective to have “one of your own” layingeth down the smack. Secondly, it helps remind us whites who eschew racist ideology and insist on judging people by their characters and not their colors, that our convictions are justified.
To E. T. Williams, aka the “Doctor of Common Sense”—Godspeed, my friend!
Tell Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton to get a real damn job!
Slight content warning (“n-word”):
Transcript and links provided by yours truly.
This is to all you blacks who’re constantly making excuses, blaming the white man.
Hello, and welcome to Common Sense T.V. I’m your host, the doctor of common sense, E. T. Williams. Please visit the website www.whateverhappentocommonsense.com. Please get a copy of the book, “What Ever Happen to Common Sense,” which can be purchased on Amazon[.com].
Today’s topic—I want to get right into it, because I’m pissed off today.
I want to address all you “ign’nt negroes”—black people, if you don’t understand what I’m talking about—who constantly want to blame whites for your damn problems. This is not the damn ’60s; this is not the ’70s. You’re not riding on the back of the damn bus.
I’m sick of the NAACP. I’m sick of that fraud Jesse Jackson. I’m sick of the fraud Al Sharpton. And all the rest of you bastards who come on BET and constantly try to say “white folks is holding you down.”
You ign’nt bastards, you’re holding yourself down.
All you ign’nt bastards who supported Barack Obama—yeah, you’re bringing yourself down. It’s your damn fault. He is the Titanic that’s going down. Barack Obama is driving the Titanic. He’s sinking us all down and you bastards want to stick with him because he’s black.
You’s the same ign’nt bastards who, when my book came out—I’m black; I didn’t see you bastards running to support me “‘cuz he’s black.” And don’t tell me you didn’t support him because he was black. Don’t even insult my intelligence with that nonsense.
Barack Obama was not qualified to be the damn president—and you know damn well he wasn’t. Go look at his track record when he was a senator. He was a community organizer. The bastard don’t know his butt from a hole in the ground.
And all you ign’nt bastards want to get upset with me. This is all you black people I’m talking to—the angry black man who constantly wants to blame white folks for everything that’s going wrong. It’s your own damn fault!
And that’s including the ign’nt-ass Black Panthers. Yeah, you dumb bastards—you too. Who constantly try to blame white people because you bastards are killing one another; you’re robbing one another; you’re stealing from one another. Hell, I can name so many black people who have wronged me. I don’t know a bunch of white people who have wronged me like black folks have.
And then you want me to try to ignore your ignorance. You want me to get on your side because you bastards are too stupid to see Barack Obama for who he is. Any “ign’nt negro”—or n****r, if you want to call it what that is—who still supports Barack Obama—you are a stupid n****r. Not a negro. A stupid n****r. That’s what you are.
So don’t get pissed off at me. I’m pissed off to! You can’t pull my card. I’m willing to die for what I believe in.
Every time somebody goes against Barack Obama, you ign’nt folks want to try to play the race card.
People don’t like Barack Obama because he’s an ignorant bastard, and he’s a Communist. He’s driving the Titanic into the ground.
Have you ever seen the movie? Do you know the story? You can’t rewrite the story. He is steering the Titanic, and the story ends the same way every time—the damn ship goes down. And I don’t want to stay aboard the ship and let him take me down just because he’s black.
You think it makes me feel better because a black man killed me [rather] than a white man? Are you that stupid?
I’m so sick of you negroes, man.
Every time I turn on the TV—you try to watch an award show on BET—they’re talking about like it’s still slavery days; they’re talking about like it’s still the ’60s—like you’re on the back of the damn bus. You ain’t on the back of no bus!
The reason a bunch of you can’t have a damn thing is because you’re constantly standing around, making damn excuses, complaining and whining. Get off your behind and stop having babies. And tell your relatives who are constantly having babies—tell them bastards to close their legs. (And that’s including Shanaynay.)
I’m sick of it. Everybody else is sick of it. When it’s a race issue, and it calls to call the race card, you call it. But you ign’nt—ign’nt—negroes—you’re getting on my damn nerve with the race card. Blamin’ everybody because you don’t want to work.
A lot of our problems stem from us, dammit. Stop stealing from one another! Go to work! Stop being stupid! Stop following people because of their skin color! Bunch of ignorant bastards if I’ve ever seen ’em.
Then you want me to ignore it. You want me to act like you’re speaking the truth. Well, you’re not speaking the truth.
Tell Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton to get a real damn job! And any other “black activist” who constantly comes on TV acting like a poverty pimp. If it weren’t for you negroes, them bastards wouldn’t even have a job!
I’m sick of y’all, man.
Now what you need to do is get a copy of this damn book. Let me show it to you. This will stop a lot of this damn ignorance. You see it? Get a copy of this book. It’s called, “What Ever Happen to Common Sense?” Because a lot of you bastards don’t have no common sense.
And I don’t care how much you talk trash on the internet. I don’t care how much trash you talk to me on the internet. You ain’t putting no fear into my heart.
Get a job! Get off your butts! Go work for a living! And stop looking for hand-outs, dammit!