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- Jan 23, 2024
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There is no worse fate than being born an African and I, like almost any black gentleman on this site, have long ago been emasculated out of any form of chauvinism or pride one can hold for this godforsaken ethnicity. My youth was wasted enthralled in African history, grasping every possible straw to find a reason why this entire continent, without exception, is an irredeemable dump with not an inch of valuable land. My birth in the accursed region of east Africa not being the last is a detriment to society's stability, as the continent continues to consume aid money from its enemies that it only spends on corruption rather than educating the billion niglets gathering trash on the streets with enough plastics in their mind to writhe away their already fragile sense of sentience. Those few who gathered what necessary to form what can be moderately perceived a civilisation have none to show for it today other than neverending war over nonexistent ethnic lines, vague notions of nationalism, and poverty so immense it is merciful to simply nuke everything and everyone involved. Those who still hold a quality slightly redeemable long left for greater nations that can keep them afloat for more than a minute. Africa, as a whole, has around 10 million people. The rest are cattle including myself. I have spent too long studying African culture and history with the assumption that I will find a concrete reason for why I was brought into the world as a member of this cursed identity, but only drifted further from ever finding an answer. Some say you should look out for "your" people, as if I chose to be born in this shit hole. Some say self-hatred is cringe, and I see no alternative. No inch of that land holds value beyond acting as a hub of cheap materials for Chinese industrialists and American mercenaries to test their weapons and technology, granting the half-human locals a taste of the 21st century for the low-low price of 8 civil wars. No effort to organise "our" people into a semi functioning state has worked with a degree of success comparable to that of Kampuchea. We are better off returning to the jungle and living off the trees as our ancestors intended, but alas, I'm venting nonsense on the day of God yet again. May this wall of text act as an archive of my unchecked illnesses that I must seek a professional for instead of spouting on here. Inb4 DNR: