For years I have had the same reoccurring nightmare. There is a numb, burning feeling in my throat. I want to scream at the top of my lungs, yet every time I open my mouth, nothing comes out. I’m watching as women with skin like mine cry out for help before being silenced, but I can’t move, I can’t help them. […]
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When you think about the Black Lives Matter movement, how many male victims come to mind? Now how many females? If you have less females than males it doesn’t mean that women have less cases, it just means we are not spoken about as much. In this fight for black lives, I challenge you to educate yourself on the black women who have lost their lives and protect the ones who are still alive.
Below I have listed the names of just some of the women whose names should constantly be said and always be remembered.
I will answer the question of “Do You Care About Us?”
The answer is “NO!”
All the emphasis gets placed on the need to protest and march when Black men get themselves murdered by the police, but when Black women get murdered by the police, the same outpouring of outrage never materializes.
I’m going to go here just for the sake of argument, and you can get mad all you want, I don’t care, but if you look up the information on who had rap sheets, ten miles long, chances are, Black men who got themselves murdered by the police will have one, but the Black female victims who have been murdered by the police will not. That is not to say that having a rap sheet, ten miles long is an excuse for the police to murder Black men with impunity, but if there was ever a more deserving victim of outrage and protest, it would be a Black woman. Black women are the victims of ‘murdered by police’ and nine times out of ten, we don’t even have a record, but yet, we will go to the front of every single protest line and screech and wail and holler, “No Justice! No Peace! Stop the racist police!,” in defense of Black men, who more than likely owe us back child support.
And yes, I am going to go here. Let’s take George Floyd, for instance, and even though I stated that I no longer wanted to speak on him, for this, I will make an exception.
George Floyd was a thug. There ain’t no way around that and so get over it! The man had a rap sheet, ten miles long and had been incarcerated for armed robbery. George Floyd and another man broke into a woman’s house. George Floyd put a gun to a pregnant woman’s stomach and demanded drugs. A PREGNANT WOMAN!
Floyd served a five-year sentence for aggravated assault after an armed robbery in 2007, which saw him break into a woman’s home, put a gun to her stomach and comb her house for drugs with another man. According to a police report, they took jewelry and the woman’s cellphone.
All of that has been forgotten because Derek Chauvin knelt on George Floyd’s neck for almost 10 minutes, thus snuffing the life out of him. But George Floyd had long since abandoned the mother of his 6-year old daughter, along with his 6-year old daughter for this!
George Floyd ditched his daughter for ‘Becky’. And if anyone thinks that I would have taken to the streets in protest on behalf of George Floyd, think again. He wanted to open up a restaurant called, “Convict Kitchen” with this! Let this white bitch protest for his dead sell-out ass.
Now, I come to Breonna Taylor:
Meanwhile, not a peep was heard across Amerikkka outside of Louisville, KY when Breonna Taylor, 26, was shot 8 times and murdered in her home by the police who were in the wrong apartment since the suspect that they were after had already been apprehended. Breonna’s boyfriend shot back in self defense, trying to protect Breonna, himself and his home from invaders and was jailed for doing so. It was only after public outcry, when he was released.
Breonna Taylor was an EMT. She was on the frontlines of a pandemic, carting COVID-19 patients to the hospital while at the same time, she was studying for a degree in nursing. She was trying to help people; her people. She had never been arrested, nor had she been in any trouble with the law in her short life. But we want to fuck shit up over a convicted felon who was sleeping with the enemy, and yet remain stubbornly silent over what happened to Breonna Taylor, outside of Louisville, KY, that is.
If the folks in this shithole had the effrontery to go the fuck off, then folks should have went the fuck off over the senseless murder of Breonna Taylor. But her mother had to appear on “Good Morning America” to ask why was there no one remembering that her daughter’s life mattered. Breonna’s mother had to sit up on “Good Morning America” and wonder why that beautiful soul; that beautiful Black woman, did not garner any outpouring of outrage and anger and calls to de-fund the police and disband the police and some more shit over the senseless murder of her daughter.
Why does it seem that Black women don’t matter? We are dying in childbirth and that does not matter. We are left high and dry when our men leave us with a baby in our belly and he’s off to the next and that does not matter. We are the ones who are told how bad we are for heading to Planned Parenthood because we are damned if we do and damned if we don’t. We are perceived as free loading, Cadillac driving welfare queens by some piece of shit dead president when whites are statistically, the faces of welfare. Black women ALWAYS get treated like shit!
Black women, I am begging you, don’t continue to cape for these no account Black men who garner all of the support, tears, protests, marches and some more shit when they don’t care what happens to us. The Black man is an emasculated, self hating bitch that’s trying to cuddle up with a ‘Becky’. They don’t deserve our respect, tears, tired, aching feet or our support. We deserve better than what we have been getting from Black men who could not care less what we do FOR them; that is quite obvious.
I can honestly state, that the reason I don’t date to this day is because I got sick and damned tired of Black men beating my ass six ways to Sunday. I got sick of it! I got sick and tired of paying the bills while my Black ex-husband played the goddamn lottery, played cards for money and then needed me to give his ass gas money to get to work. I got tired of that shit and vowed that I would never mess with another Black man. I stepped back on my own promise and tried it again, this time, dated a Black man, only to get mistreated again. I’m done. I’m through. Stick a goddamn fork in me. Am I down with the swirl? Hell no! Nor am I gay. I’m fine all on my own and I would have it no other way! But I will not tolerate getting my ass beat or being disrespected by a piece of shit Black man. That’s not going to happen. And so hell no! I will never march down the goddamn street in defense of your Black ass when I know you, Black man! And you can call me ‘hating’ if you want, I don’t give a damn and you can bank on that!
I sincerely hope that no other Black woman gets murdered by police, but if she does, then and only then, will I even bother posting about it. Black men, as far as I am concerned, you are on your own. Until you wake up and recognize that Black women matter, your ass won’t matter to me! And fucking know I mean that. Now come on up in here with some bullshit about this here post and I will be more than happy to mop the cyber floor with your self hating, punk ass bitch, Becky loving ass! And you know, I don’t play!