I have been told more than once that I stick my nose where it doesn’t belong and that I like to learn the hard way, but when it comes to family I lose my mind and become very protective. I am very maternal and yes, I’m one of those crazy ghetto bitches you see on tv that will launch the moment someone lays a hand on my man, my dad, my sister, or my cousin, etc.
My sister is having a private matter at school right now that is really making me feel like a ticking time bomb, I could blow up, if provoked. She was somewhere in the high school and she may have glanced at someone for a moment or scanned the area with her eyes, whatever. Apparently she has “mean mugged” a girl, in other words: she gave some girl a dirty look. Or at least this is what, we’ll call her, Mary, says. Now of course since my sister has mean mugged Mary the war has began. It may have started as a rumor, but somewhere in the mix it is now: Mary is gonna kick her ass or my sister is gonna kick Mary’s ass. Whatever way you look at it, both girls have posses and both girls are totally feeling threatened, and I doubt that either of them want to kick each others asses!
What is it with girls and turf wars and all the little idiosyncrasies that just make them so vicious and crazy? I don’t get it and I’ve never understood it. I’m tired of being politically correct or holding my tongue when it comes to the issue at hand. Everyone tip toes around it! Let’s say it like it is: racism, reverse racism, prejudices, and good ol’: black folks vs. white folks. This truly is a factor that is playing out at Sun Prairie High School and it has really nothing to do with who mean mugged who.
We have ingrained racism and prejudices in our every day life and have passed this on to our children knowingly or unknowingly. We have developed fears and stereotypes that still are going strong hundreds of years later. I myself think it’s fucking stupid, but every single one of us is guilty of it, even me. What we are really guilty of here is fear. We are all afraid of what we don’t know or understand. It’s natural, but we should do something about it.
I haven’t researched this, but, are there groups you can join where Blacks and Whites can talk about why Black people scare me and Why White people scare me? This would be so beneficial for our moving forward together not as different races but with our commonalities of wanting to rise above it all. I think it should be a required high school class just like health class called Why I Shouldn’t Be Afraid Of You.
I strongly believe it is the fear that translates all these other labels we put on things, but it’s really basic. If we all sat around talking to each other about the elephant in the room, instead of saying “that’s not politically correct” or “you don’t talk like that because you’ll get shot!” Bullshit! I really don’t believe that every white person, black person, fill in your race, is gonna shoot you, people are a lot more civil than we give them credit for. We are not all terrorists. Let’s not forget no matter what color we are: You’ve got your ugly and your beautiful. You’ve got your bad and your good. You’ve got your rich and your poor. You’ve got your bitches and your sweethearts. We all happen to be human with blood flowing through our veins.
But I believe that fear has led me to sending this message to my sister’s friend inviting Mary and her posse to respond back with more threats or no threats. I just hope they understand that this ain’t a black or white thing to me, this is someone looking to beat up my little sister and I will cut a bitch, as I say in the letter!
If you know my sister she is the type to walk away, not the type to provoke. But for those of you who don’t know her, you either have to take the benefit of doubt, or call me liar.
A posse was at my brothers football game tonight looking to kick my sisters ass. I think I speak for family when I say, “Don’t even fucking think about it!” Over a fucking glance, you wanna kick my sister ass? Over my dead body! Now I have sent a message to my sister’s friend to send the girls a message and I don’t care if anyone I know hates me for it. I’m doing what I feel is my duty as her brother and I will repeat verbatim to these girls and their parents in person that indeed, “Yes! I will cut a bitch with my own teeth if you hurt my baby sister! But I’d love to talk it all out over some dinner if you wanna resolve it.”
Arrest me if you want, but I did not draw the first sword, but I am not a bigger person by any means, because I believe when it comes to injuring my family: An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. Make her blue and you will be too!
Here is my no doubt scary letter or as I call it: the warning! An actual screenshot of my words as well as a typed one, click or scroll:
hey gurrl! let it be know to these gurrls that are after jackie:
“Her crazy white brother will cut a bitch with his own teeth if they lay one hand on Jackie! Tell them to drop this fucking war because the truth is: the world is full of mean mugs and if every time the bank lady, your neighbor, or a stranger gives you “mean mug” face and you wanna beat them up? that’s just belittling who you are! rise above it girls, you got more to live for than that! truth is if Obama or MLK JR. said this, you might listen, but because I’m white, we have unnecessary barriers. People die every day from disease, drugs, and other shit, they don’t need to die over a glance. Touch my sister and you are gonna bring more than the police at your front door! You are gonna have one crazy person who just found out you touched his baby sister. I don’t fuck around. You are ladies sounding like she wolves not ladies being ladies! I know your moms and dads taught you better! Are you ladies or are you cunts? Only you can decide!
I don’t mean any disrespect but that’s how i see it! I’m not violent by nature, but when my natural instincts are triggered by violence, anything is possible. Rise above it girls and let it go, because it ain’t worth the five seconds of fun it’ll be to kick a “little white girls” ass. Is it still about being black and white, because not a damn one of us in this generation has put anyone into slavery, because slavery is fucking bullshit! We are all just trying make it through the day! If you can’t let go and let God, then good luck with the rest of your life. We need to come together or it all just falls apart! We are ALL God’s children!
love ya myra, but this shit is goin too far! rise above it! you don’t need to get fucked up in this mess either!”
Click n' read!(same as above)
My letter is a prime example of fear. Fear that someone would dare to put a hand on my sister for one of the most ludicrous things I have ever heard of: mean mugging. We do not live in the same world we once did, so if I am arrested for my letter of warning, then so be it. I don’t believe you can call anybody a minor once they start to think adult thoughts like being violent towards another human being. Children do not have such thoughts and once they do, they are no longer innocent and thus they are no longer children.
I hope that tomorrow my sister has a great homecoming and these girls rise above their own fears and dance the night away together. One can only hope this drama will subside or that the Sun Prairie Police Department has learned how to handle the issue without even making any arrests. Now that’s true police work!
