Amerika

“Burning down sh*t ain’t gonna help nothin’,” yells Sherelle Smith. “You’re burnin’ down sh*t we need in our community. Take that sh*t to the suburbs. Burn that sh*t down!” she demands. “We need our sh*t! We need our weave! I don’t wear it, but we need it!”

Once upon a time there was an utterly useless young man who could only find gainful employment dribbling an orange, inflated sphere. That gig served him well until he woke up on the wrong side of the floor one morning and choked his head coach. The coach survived, windpipe intact. It was no big deal, but some in the white community were not sufficiently understanding and Latrell Sprewell was released from his prior team and sent to the NBA gulag: The Milwaukee Bucks. It was in Milwaukee that Latrell truly went to hell. He lost it all, even his beloved yacht. Milwaukee’s Best.

Latrell may not ever have amounted to much else. No amount of money will ever be bigger than you are. But this morning he makes a handy metaphor. An increasingly large population of indigenous Amerikan Peoples are not prepared to succeed in the changing world. They are frustrated by this fact and develop anger issues. When these issues fester to the point of suppuration, senseless violence and destruction ensues. To protect themselves from this homicidal stupidity, the rest of Amerika has essentially dumped this refuse population in the poorest districts of our large, urban areas. Then, the Amerikans proceed to forget them.

Apparantly one of these urban areas is Latrell’s NBA Gulag: Milwaukee, Wisconsin. This apparently began in the 1950’s. BY the 1990’s, the whites had left town and the inmates were running much of the asylum. Those who obtusely insist on attempting to maintain a potemkin of order in places like Milwaukee trigger the underlying resentment of the ignored and unwanted. On 13 August, a 23 year old man named Sylville K. Smith showed a weapon to the Wilwaukee PD. The MPD showed him how to use it. Sylville K. Smith no longer resides among the living. This set off two straight nights of hell.

You see, all of the frustration and hatred comes to the surface when someone like Sylville K. Smith gets put down for resisting authority. Everyone in the same community identifies with him. He, like them, lived a life of frustrated resentment against a system that found him without any purpose. He was stuck in a Section 8 warehouse and taken out once every couple of years to vote Democrat. That was his existence. He was a tensioned spring waiting to eject the weight holding it down. His peers perceive that tensioning force to be white people.

Milwaukee, therefore, was temporarily turned into a nogo zone for White People. Reporter Tim Pool decided to hightail it.

“For those that are perceivably white, it is just not safe to be here … that’s why I’m deciding to leave,” reporter Tim Pool said in a video. He posted the video to his Youtube page to inform fans that he was pulling out of Milwaukee because the rioters have targeted white people for attacks.

And this is what diversity results in. Some people make it. Others get conquered, fail to fit in and then get sent to the reservation. This can be a formalized arrangement such as the tragedy that the Bureau of Indian Affairs operates. It can be informal like Harm City. Here the thugs are separated from civilized humanity and get given space to destroy. Regardless of why or how people get sent to the reservation, they know they are being told they ain’t sh!t. They will react accordingly and Governor Walker eventually has to play the heavy and send in the Nasty Guard.

Eventually, like the Zika Virus, this dysfunction will spread. It will kill school systems, commerce, churches and all sense of community. You can’t just take a heaping slice of humanity and stuff them in the closet like a 1950’s homosexual couple. They will come out of the closet. They will be insulted and pissed off. They will kill you and piss on you while you bleed. Diversity is not our strength. It is a plague. Sadly, it now seems like it is Milwaukee’s Best.

Tags: diversity, dysfunction, milwaukee, multiculturalism, race