as dumb as the bricks they threw through store windows

I don’t want to say “I told you so” but I did. Back in 2015, in my seminal work The City: Where We Keep Our Stupid People, I went to great lengths (well… some lengths) to illustrate a problem that we see saw come to fruition last week. And this week. And next. It will be fruiating from here on out.

Dumb people.

In this case, those dumb people were manipulated by domestic terrorist groups like Antifa and Black Lives Matter into doing the three things they love most in the world; stealing things, burning down their own neighborhoods and shooting people.

It’s really not their fault when you stop to think about it. Raised, overwhelmingly so, by single dumb mothers these kids sit in demilitarized zones that we call the inner city and are left to fend for themselves. The environment they are raised in doesn’t value education, work or the rule of law, instead they are raised in a grievance culture that paints them as victims even as they spend their leisure time, which is 24/7, shooting each other and going in and out of prisons.

Aside from the fact that they are too dumb to understand what a grievance culture is, the biggest problem is that these idiots are procreating at a breakneck pace. There are now millions of dumb people in the United States.

And what is our plan to deal with this problem?

We don’t have one. Because of the ridiculous PC world we’ve created neither political party wants to say out loud what the real problem is.

What the fuck are we going to do with all these morons?

I have a couple ideas;

• Offer a free pair of Nike’s to anyone with an IQ below 90 getting a vasectomy. I got the idea from the gun buyback programs you see popping up in cities across the country and thought that perhaps if we got rid of the next generation of idiots shooting those guns it would be a great start. Anyone with an IQ north of 100, whatever their skin color, would secretly LOVE this solution. If not for themselves, then for their kids. Admit it already. In twenty years normal people could move back to the city and rebuild.
• Perhaps hold their ‘leaders’ accountable for what they say, like we do with everyone else. For example, when Al Sharpton extols a crowd to kill ‘pigs’ and ‘crackers’ (take a look for yourself here, it’s less than a minute) maaaaaaaybe, and I’m just spitballing here, don’t give him his own TV show. That might be a good start to easing racial tensions.
• Pay attention to black success stories and quit dwelling on the losers. Certainly the black community has people to offer up as role models other than felons, rappers, athletes and scumbags. Why is that I only know the names of the filth and not the black CEOs that took the opportunities this country provided and made something of themselves?
• Acknowledge that our ‘poor’ live better, with their cell phones and big screen televisions, than 95% of the people in Africa. Maybe what we need is a month-long special on the Discovery Channel where each night they profile a different African country. Maybe that will get through the thick heads of the looters and murderers what an amazing country they live in. Wakanda was the most unbelievable part of the entire Avengers movie series. And that movie had gods and aliens for fuck’s sake.

I’d better stop there before I come off as a bit racist. You know, the word they use to stop people from talking honestly about race.

Being dumb doesn’t make you a bad person. A bad culture does, and what we’ve seen happen to the black community over the last 50 years is just tragic. Having said that, enough is enough. We’re not going to flush the whole country down the toilet because we don’t have the balls to talk honestly about a problem.

Are we?

Hmmmm….

Until last week I thought the answer was obvious.

Not anymore.

“Phrases like “white privilege” are just a modern twist on white supremacist ideology. Asking me to believe in “white privilege” means asking me accept “black inferiority”, to look at a white person and recognize that I am less than them in this world. How about no.”

-Candace Owens