Black BBC Journalist Defends Black Artist’s Pro-Black Song Titled “Black” After Outrage

Pomidor Quixote
Daily Stormer
March 4, 2019

Habiba Katsha

Black supremacist freelance journalist Habiba Katsha, who “usually writes about race, gender and mental health,” wrote an article explaining why black supremacy is okay.

Metro:

A few days ago, BBC DJ Annie Mac’s played rapper Dave’s new single titled Black. The song is about Black empowerment and aims to remind Black people of our strength and who we are.

Though the song has generally received a good response, some people weren’t pleased, with one Twitter user even going as far as calling the song racist.

Mac posted on Twitter herself, stating her frustration and adding: ‘Let me get this straight, if you are genuinely offended by a man talking about the colour of his skin and how it has shaped his identity…’

The listeners offering negative comments seemed to be too focused on the title of the song without properly considering the lyrics, such as: ‘Black is beautiful, Black is excellent, Black is pain, Black is joy, Black is evident.’

These are words that champion Black excellence – they don’t make Black people out to be ‘better’ than anyone else.

Nowhere in the song does Dave mention or insult white people, suggesting that people who claim it’s ‘racist’ are trying to find an issue with this song that doesn’t exist.

If you are white and this song offends you, you have to ask yourself why.

Let’s take a look at those lyrics then.

Look, black is beautiful, black is excellent
Black is pain, black is joy, black is evident
It’s workin’ twice as hard as the people you know you’re better than
‘Cause you need to do double what they do so you can level them
Black is so much deeper than just African-American
Our heritage been severed, you never got to experiment
With family trees, ’cause they teach you ’bout famine and greed
And show you pictures of our fam on their knees
Tell us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens
Black is watchin’ child soldiers gettin’ killed by other children
Feelin’ sick, like, “Oh shit, this could have happened to me”
Your mummy watchin’ tellin’ stories ’bout your dad and your niece
The blacker the berry the sweeter the juice
A kid dies, the blacker the killer, the sweeter the news
And if he’s white you give him a chance, he’s ill and confused
If he’s black he’s probably armed, you see him and shoot

Look, black is growin’ up around the barbershop
Mummy sayin’, “Stay away from trouble, you’re in yard a lot”
Studying for ages, appreciatin’ the chance you got
‘Cause black is in your blood, and you ain’t even got the heart to stop
Black is steppin’ in for your mother because your father’s gone
And standin’ by your children when you haven’t proven karma wrong
Black is doin’ all of the above then goin’ corner shoppin’
Tryna help a lady cross the road to have her walkin’ off
Black is growin’ up around your family and makin’ it
Then being forced to leave the place you love because there’s hate in it
People say you fake the shit, never stayed to change the shit
But black is bein’ jealous, you’d be dead if you had stayed in it
Black is strugglin’ to find your history or trace the shit
You don’t know the truth about your race ’cause they erasin’ it
Black has got a sour fuckin’ flavour, here’s a taste of it
But black is all I know, there ain’t a thing that I would change in it

Look, black ain’t just a single fuckin’ colour, man there’s shades to it
Her hair’s straight and thick but mine’s got waves in it
Black is not divisive, they been lyin’ and I hate the shit
Black has never been a competition, we don’t make this shit
Black is deadly
Black is when you’re freezin’ in your home and you can’t get sleep but never feelin’ empty
‘Cause you got 20 cousins in your country living stress-free
Walkin’ for their water, daughter wrapped inside a bed sheet
Black is distant, it’s representin’ countries that never even existed while your grandmother was livin’
Black is my Ghanaian brother readin’ into scriptures
Doin’ research on his lineage, findin’ out that he’s Egyptian
Black is people namin’ your countries on what they trade most
Coast of Ivory, Gold Coast, and the Grain Coast
But most importantly to show how deep all this pain goes
West Africa, Benin, they called it slave coast
Black is so confusin’, ’cause the culture? They’re in love with it
They take our features when they want and have their fun with it
Never seem to help with all the things we know would come with it
Loud in our laughter, silent in our sufferin’
Black is bein’ strong inside and facing defeat
Poverty made me a beast, I battled the law in the streets
We all struggled, but your struggle ain’t a struggle like me
Well how could it be when your people gave us the odds that we beat?
I mean, fuckin’ hell, what about our brothers that are stuck in jail?
That couldn’t bust a bell, they held a bird and gotta live with it
Black is bein’ guilty until proven that you’re innocent
Black is sayin’, “Free my fucking niggas stuck inside in prison cells”
They think it’s funny, we ain’t got nothin’ to say to them
Unconditional love is strange to them; it’s amazin’ ’em
Black is like the sweetest fuckin’ flavour, here’s a taste of it
But black is all I know, there ain’t a thing that I would change in it

This Dave “artist” managed to mix Black Supremacy (1), We Wuz Kangs (2), Black Lives Matter (3), and Flying Pyramids (4) all in the same “song” while also blaming white people for black’s problems (5) and saying we’re somehow erasing the history of blacks (6).

  1. “It’s workin’ twice as hard as the people you know you’re better than”
  2. “Tell us we used to be barbaric, we had actual queens”
  3. “And if he’s white you give him a chance, he’s ill and confused. If he’s black he’s probably armed, you see him and shoot”
  4. “Doin’ research on his lineage, findin’ out that he’s Egyptian”
  5. “We all struggled, but your struggle ain’t a struggle like me. Well how could it be when your people gave us the odds that we beat?”
  6. “You don’t know the truth about your race ’cause they erasin’ it”

The song clearly attacks white people.

Being pro-Black isn’t about Black people thinking we’re superior, it’s a reminder to ourselves that we are equal.

Yeah but you’re not equal. Whites are superior.

We live in a society which undermines Blackness and tells Black people that we aren’t worthy. Whiteness is the standard that Black people have to live up to on a daily basis.

Then how about you go back to Africa? Stop complaining about white people’s society in white people’s countries.

If you don’t like how white people behave in their countries then go away.

For instance, European hairstyles are promoted as the ‘ideal’ standard of beauty and as a Black woman, my hair is constantly judged by this standard.

These are white people’s countries. These are OUR countries. Of course we’re going to promote the beauty of our people. If you want to be in a place that promotes blacks’ beauty then go to a zoo.

Black women internalise this so we can’t help but subconsciously compare then feel like we don’t match up.

Because you don’t match up.

Go back to Africa and enjoy living among your fellow blacks.

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