Across the blogosphere yesterday, panicked prog pundits struggled to explain why Rachel Jeantel, the prosecution’s star witness in George Zimmerman’s trial, is not dumb as shit.
To the naked white eye, Ms. Jeantel would, indeed, appear to be as dumb as a huge fat pile of wildebeest dung swarming with flies on the African savannah. On the witness stand, she communicated through a series of grunts, clicks, and rutting noises. She was unable to read cursive writing. Visibly annoyed by her interrogator, it seemed that at any moment she was going to fling a handful of feces at him while scratching her armpits.
The most fascinating part of her testimony was when she claimed that Trayvon Martin had referred to Zimmerman as a “creepy-ass cracker,” as this was the first wisp of evidence that this ridiculously over-publicized case had anything whatsoever to do with race. NBC nearly started a race war last year when it purposely edited Zimmerman’s 911 call to make it appear as if he was implying that Trayvon looked like “trouble” because he was “black,” rather than what actually happened, which is that Zimmerman said that Trayvon looked like trouble and only said he was black after a 911 dispatcher inquired about his ethnicity.
Still, ginger geeks such as Hamilton Nolan over at Gawker, which is stuffed to the white gills with the sort of sheltered ofay writers who seem to think they can hang with blacks but would be the first type of Nilla wafer to be singled out and flattened by a violent black flash mob, told “crackers” to shut the fuck up about the whole cracker thing because it’s, like, a false equivalency and shit, dude.
Hey there, white boy—the only thing people are complaining about is the insane double standard. It’s hilarious that you gullible dupes of multiculturalism and willing supplicants to the modern Cult of Equality tried to sculpt a false racial narrative about this case and now can’t handle the truth. The real “pussies” are the sort of fey, sheltered white nerds such as Hamilton Nolan, John Cook, and Max Read who can’t admit they were wrong.
It’s people like the eterna-smirkers on Gawker’s staff who insist that “racists” are “living in the past,” when the truth is that the “anti-racists” are still feeding off of atrocities that ceased happening generations ago. The real racial violence in America these days is lopsidedly against whites. Statistics support that fact up the yin-yang, but don’t ever expect these pussies to deal with statistics. It subverts the narrative, yo.
I don’t hear them making a peep about all the Tweeted death threats from semi-retarded dusky keyboard-peckers that they’s about ta kill dem some crackas if Zimmerman walks. Would it be illegal to give these people the address to Gawker’s office? There seem to be a disproportionate quotient of crackers there. I mean, at least in the abstract, that would be a good place to start.
Over at Skepchick, the smarmy atheists who never seem to be the least bit skeptical about the ludicrous notion of blank-slate equality, AKA “liberal creationism,” a writer clucks at those who thinks that Rachel Jeantel’s dumb-as-rocks Florida Negroidal dialect sounds “ignorant.” Funny how these are the same people who are ALWAYS making fun of white Southern dialects for representing the apex of ignorance.
Oh, eat a chocolate frozen banana, already. Jeantel is dumb as shit. It’s bleedingly obvious. Get real. Isn’t that part of being black—the “getting real” shtick? If so, I’m blacka than all y’all crackas.