Updated: Jan 7, 2019
1. Black Panther Equaled Black Excellence
Hey Siri, How Long Is A Flight To Wakanda? That was my reaction when I found out there was a black superhero movie coming out with an all-black cast, black director and dropping during black history month. Plus Kendrick Lamar would be curating the music score and soundtrack! Black Panther was more than a movie but more of an event and a chance to wear our dashikis. Black Panther made bookoo money and broke all kinds of records in the theaters. The Wakanda forever salute, became a trend for a hot little minute, I know Chadwick Boseman is glad that wave is over. Overall, the Black Panther movie proved what "we" can do when afforded the opportunities.
2. Trump Still F*ckin' Up
Trump is the equivalent to the final level you reach after you've defeated all the white privilege. Remember how we used to feel about George Bush, the man that Kanye West said didn't like black people? We disdain Trump so much that it made us begin to love Bush. I'm glad I lived in Washington DC back when "my president was black, and my Lambo was blue", ok one out of the two ain't bad.
I took a recent visit back to the place that I like to admit 'made me,' but that magic in the air seems lost. I know racism historically always existed, but at least in DC, it was a little more passive. Not anymore, that red MAGA hats basically represents the confederate flag. Every day, we seem to get a dose of WTF Trump doing now, and shake our heads and move on.
Trump is probably the GOAT of white privilege. There is no comparing Obama to Trump; it'd be disrespectful to Obeezy, yea I give all my homies nicknames. We'll see if ya'll president finishes out his term, but at this rate, he'll reach God levels of wyt privilege.
3. No One Claps Back Like Black People
Even during four-hundred years of slavery, black people would sing spirituals to boost the morale they had left while they 'chose' to work through day and night without pay. Black people kept getting the police called on them for, well, being black. Like when a white woman named Jennifer Schulte aka "BBQ Becky," called the police on two black men for barbecuing in a park. Or Ginger Williams, aka “Golfcart Gail,” a white woman who from a golf cart called the police on a black father who had been cheering and yelling instructions at his son during a pee-wee soccer game. Initial reactions were confusion followed by anger. We collectively then turned our anger into humor by creating hashtags of the false accusers like #PermitPatty and #BBQBecky to name a few. The hashtags went viral and rightfully exposed the ignorance of the accusers — what a way to win a battle, not by physical harm through psychological warfare.