I am of African-American descent. As far as I know, my ancestors were African slaves in these United States. Allegedly “Freed” via the Emancipation Proclamation. Then allegedly “Freed” again via the Civil Rights Amendments. And allegedly “Free” today.
I am an “American-by-Default” because unlike most of America (European-Americans, Asian-Americans, Hispanic-Americans) whose ancestors came to America by choice – they chose their own settings – , my people, my ancestors, the original “African-American”, DID NOT COME BY CHOICE, BUT BY BRUTE FORCE. As such, I am in a unique position as an “American-by-Default” because my existence here (in the USA) today is the result of others’ doing. The environment I find myself in is not based on my settings or the settings of my ancestors, they were “preset”, like “default settings” by those who meant me and my ancestors NO good.As I sit back and reflect, I find myself in this unique position as the “American By Default.” This position, while it is amass with shit not being the way I nor my ancestors would have planned it, it does afford me the luxury to sit back and look at the rest of America through a peculiar pair of glasses. This “luxury position” allows me sit back and complain about whatever I want, whenever I want and none of you all can tell me shit. Why? Cause I didn’t ask to be here anyway.
If anything negative is going on as it relates to me, it’s your fault. Why? Cause I didn’t ask to be here anyway. If anything positive happens as it relates to me, it happened in spite of you. Why? Cause I didn’t ask to be here anyway.
And don’t even think about criticizing my stance. Since the crimes that have been committed against me, my ancestors, and my kind have been so atrocious in the sight of God, and no amends have ever been attempted to be made, unless and until you 1st come to me with an apology wrapped in a load of financial restitution, you can’t tell me shit. Do I sound pissed? You damn skippy!