White Lives Matter

On Sunday evening, I was sitting on the couch — sick. I had missed church. I had missed some meetings. I had missed spending great time with my wife and our son. I also knew that I was going to have a long day on Monday, and that I was going to miss a great gathering of Libertarians — Circle Rothbard.

I turned on the television, and instantly I felt myself losing brain cells. I found a movie that I have seen before: The Blind Side. I watched part of it, but then I decided that I would write this post, since I have been thinking about it for several weeks.

We all know about the Black Lives Matter gang. If you say that “All lives matter,” you are a racist and a hater. Maybe I shouldn’t call them a gang. They are more like the Mafia. They will shake you down until you agree to their demands.

Have you ever heard of Eric Wright or O’Shea Jackson? Their more popular names are Easy-E and Ice Cube. They became famous with the rap group, N.W.A., and their debut album was “Straight Outta Compton.” The Executive producer of N.W.A. was Jerry Heller, a White guy.

I did not forget another famous member of N.W.A., Andre Young. Most of us know him as Dr. Dre. But, since Mr. Young probably made his most profitable deal when he sold Beats Electronics to Apple, I thought that the White life that mattered most to Young would be Tim Cook. But, obviously, Dr. Dre needed several White lives.

I’m only mentioning people in the public eye because it’s easier to trace the White lives that mattered.

But, if you want someone not so public, take Yours Truly: I am a Black guy, and the only reason that I am getting as many eyeballs on this as I am is because of a White guy, Robert Wenzel.

The only people that don’t understand that White Lives Matter are Black Neanderthals who still live in Compton.

Reprinted from Target Liberty.