The Blindside. Y’all remember that shit?
You know, the movie where the big, black dude was protecting white people and shit? I know the plot wasn’t that, exactly, but it was centered around a white family who just so happened to adopt a nigga the size of Texas, with the atheleticism of a 300 lbs Lebron James, who could also protect little white children from car crashes and shit.
Essentially, the white family found themselves a super nigga.
Well, white people, have no fear. You have another super nigga in your corner. Except this time, you didn’t have to find him. HE FOUND YOU! His desire to protect white people and their bare minimum allyship runs deep, deeper than the HGH coursing through his veins.
Now, Terry Crews has flexed his many a muscles and smiled his many a teeth at white folks for years, now. This flexing and smiling has allowed him to climb the Hollywood ladder without displaying many (well, any) discernible talents that come to mind.
I mean, unless smiling at white folks counts. If that’s the case, then he’s the Denzel of that shit.
Anywho, for those who don’t know, Terry Crews is on the mission to rid the world not of White Supremacy, but of “Black Supremacy.” Terry Crews, being the protector of white feelings, white fright and white fragility, one tweet at a time. His initial tweet, going after at the “horrors” of black supremacy was one of those, “what the fuck is he talking about” moments. Now, don’t get me wrong, after the years of shucking, jiving and saying semi-Sambo shit here and there, I wasn’t shocked he tweeted this.
I was more shocked that, well, I wasn’t shocked.
Terry Crews’ ignorance (willful, at this point, right?) of how racism works in America, and frankly around the world, allows him to believe that the elevation of black people, black lives, black equality, and more importantly, black equity in this country equates to the destruction of the white lives he cares about, so much.
White people have been nice to Terry Crews. Made him the face of the black man sector of the #MeToo movement, and has provided him many opportunities in Hollywood. And in doing so, he has seemingly morphed from the average black person who feels like they have to code switch to climb the corporate ladder to the black person who enjoys code switching in order to bathe in the (unseasoned) soup of white acceptance. Eating unseasoned broth is his idea of Black liberation.
Essentially, Terry Crews thinks Black Lives Matter. But just not at the expense of white feelings.
“Makin’ my way downtown
Walkin’ fast, faces pass and I’m homebound
Starin’ blankly ahead, just making my way
Makin’ a way through the crowd
And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by?
‘Cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you tonight
It’s always times like these when I think of you
And I wonder if you ever think of me
‘Cause everything’s so wrong and I don’t belong
Living in your precious memory
‘Cause I’ll need you
And I’ll miss you
And now I wonder
If I could fall into the sky
Do you think time would pass me by?
Oh ’cause you know I’d walk a thousand miles
If I could just see you tonight
And I, I don’t wanna let you know
I, I drown in your memory
I, I don’t wanna let this…”
Leslie McLemore writes about a lot of different shit for Black With No Chaser. He is also the Takeaway Kang and is the father of two beautiful girls, one of which gets on every nerve he has. The other one is sweet. So, you know, balance.
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