Black Man with Sword vs Cult of White Death
First of all, fuck you.
Apologies, when we know what you’re craving is civility in “these difficult times,” but fuck you if you don’t celebrate a black man owning a sword.
If you don’t mind that your neighbor the white attorney has a closed mind, money, and a basement full of guns, fuck you.
But even your shitty white neighbor should never be hosed with ice-cold water for two days inside a house with its power cut and windows smashed out. Fuck you if you don’t think so.
And fuck you, Ypsilanti Fire Department, for collaborating with the various soldiers of the occupying army of the Cult of White Death. Especially you, Schultz and Nicholai, for suggesting you could raise the aerial ladder on your truck and hose a man more potently. We bought you that truck, fuck you.
Fuck us for hoping, against all odds and way too long, that firefighters weren’t also a unit of the occupying army of the Cult of White Death.
And fuck you to the soldier operating The Rook, who fired up its massive chain saw and tore the facade off our neighbor’s house, to better expose him to flashbangs and watercannon streams and tear gas.
The loudest fuck you goes out to the man they called the Crisis Negotiator, who sat in his warm chair and patronizingly scolded our terrorized neighbor hour after hour. Fuck you for each time you shouted through your PA that our neighbor would only maintain his dignity if he came out with his hands up in the air. Fuck your lack of insight, and fuck your flimsy master’s from Northern Police State.
Fuck you to all parishioners of the Cult of White Death, with its bald eagle logo and its military bases in 750 countries and its ahistorical belief that Jesus would be on the side of an armored Bearcat and not on the side of a human being in psychoemotional distress.
Fuck you to Hitler, Napolean, Ivan the Terrible, Queen Mary, Ronald Reagan, Franco, David Ben-Gurion, King Leopold, and the countless other commanders of White Death, which has also been known as Democracy, the House of Tudor, Christocracy, the United States of America, the War on Drugs, the Nazi Party, Zionism, Manifest Destiny, Stars and Stripes, and so on.
Fuck you to the law enforcement spokespersons who make a practice of claiming “the suspect lunged at our officers.” Fuck you David Ried and Mark Raab who broke down Aura Rosser’s door and immediately executed her and then decided to say they did so because she “lunged at them” with a tiny serrated kitchen knife. No one lunges at occupying soldiers and if they do, who can blame them. Fuck the AAPD and fuck the IOF.
Fuck you Alyshia Dyer for being Jerry Clayton.
And to anyone who cares who is sheriff, fuck you. It’s like caring which species of seagull is shitting into your hair. Scratch that, it’s like caring which type of machine is going to rip the facade off our houses when we’re tired, freezing, hungry, and broke.
Second of all, fuck you, Howell and Brighton, for being the hometowns of so many pigs. Even the crooked cop who instigated the Detroit Rebellion is still sheltering in you somewhere.
And if you dislike people with swords (“Do not suppose that I have come to bring peace to the earth. I did not come to bring peace, but a sword.” —Jesus Christ, Matthew 10:34) fuck you, because you only dislike black people with swords.
To the neighbor who helped cops by lifting the yellow police tape so they could drive though, fuck you.
To the neighbor who posts online about a black family’s trash cans being in the wrong place, fuck you the most.
Fuck you to the I’m-against-all-forms-of-violence adherents to the Cult of White Death. Have you seen what the white boys of Livonia and Warren in their tactical gear can do? They can fill a body with lead in less than five seconds, no questions asked.
And fuck you if you’re still mad we didn’t vote for Hillary Clinton or Donald Trump. They love drones, LRAD, Yankee Doodle, and pedophiles.
If you subject a human being to two days of physical, psychological, and auditory torment and then say, “no one was injured during the incident,” fuck you.
If you’re a white landlord who lives in Dexter, fuck you.
If you love pro football and feel Charlie Kirk should still be with us, fuck you.
If you love to garden and think we need police, fuck you.
If you haven’t yet figured out it’s parishioners of the Cult of White Death who shoot up our schools, fuck you.
And if you’re worried about a black man with a sword and not a white man with four houses, fuck you.
If you’re worried about a black man with a sword, fuck you.
