Dearest Alice,
First of all i would like to thank you for the flowers you sent me, regarding my most recent break up. Thankfully it's over, and I came out of it, with only a few battle scars and lessons learned.
It seems Jeremy, kept a fork in his mouth, but couldn't keep his mouth off of other boys...
However Alice, this blog will not be about the Belgian whore of Babylon. I would like to talk about "Predators". who are the predators? what they do? and how we compete with them.
Recently I was sitting in a restaurant with someone, and the discussion came to them wanting me to meet their friend. Initially, I was fine with the idea, until i was told that he was "attractive" and he was "black".
In my opinion, Alice, there is no more dangerous predator than the attractive black man.
now as i write this I've all ready angered hundreds of my readers but in my experience, with relationships...it's usually another black man standing across the ring from me, ready to do battle.
Once upon a time, I was a not-so-nice person, and during those times i had the weapons of youth, and beauty on my side, which we know is a dangerous combination. Add to that the manipulative intellectual i was, and I myself was a predator. So when I'm in a situation, i can smell another predator like a wolf who has marked it's territory.
Now I know what you're thinking, Alice, "all men can be predators". You're correct, Alice. But none are more cunning, more smooth, more sly, more brazen, more audacious, then my fellow bruthas.
They can manipulate a situation or a person before it's even realized.
-You can go to a club, holding your girls hand, and literally a black man will grab her other hand. LOL. I just can't see a 5 foot 5 Asian trying that shit.
- The film "Mandingo" comes to mind. When she wanted to piss her husband off, who did she call for?...Mead! The biggest, sexiest black slave on the plantation.
- and Need I mention the Down Low phenomenon? somehow a white boy in baggy, sagging jeans, a wife beater and timbs, with 3 baby mamas, living in his mother's basement, sneaking boys in late at night. is more comical than sexy.
Using myself as an example, when i wanted something, I would do anything to get it. Lie, Cheat, seduce, short of killing someone i was tenacious when it came to matters of a sexual nature.
Girls, straight boys, people in relationships. no one was off limits if I wanted their attention. now I'm not saying i merely snapped my fingers and people flocked to me. what i'm saying is, i manipulated situations to my favor and no matter how long it took, i was unrelenting. I heard the word NO plenty of times...but after a six pack, the word no slowly slurs into a "fine...go ahead".
Now as I'm older, more mature, less predatory, i find myself not wanting to deal with competition anymore. Originally there was a 'ban" on other men sniffing round my kingdom. As ridiculous as THAT may be, i find it odd, when i'm cheated on, it's always with another black man. (Belgian whore of babylon included.) But now, i simply state my opinion and await the wolf's appearance...and reach for my metaphoric shotgun.
Until next time Alice
All My Best,
Little Red Riding Hood
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