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Dindu Cosmology
Why Dindus Have More of a Clue Than You
© 2016 James LaFond
JUL/8/16
Palefaces, complacent in their shuddering masses, as the Lie they were fed for generations has blossomed into quite a different felonious flower than they were led to believe, seem to be confused and in disagreement as to why Dindus do what they do.
I see the dichotomy between the secularly pale and objectively frail as cosmological in nature.
Palefaces have been indoctrinated for generations into the belief that they are free and that their leaders were mere public service providers. They get upset when this dubious social contract remains unfulfilled and will soon be persuasively brought to heel with little overt effort. Indeed, they will beg to be brought into the utopian fold because of constant Dindu violence.
Dindus are the perfect threat to hold over the heads of the cowardly paleface middleclass, for, as their self-descriptive moniker states, they “Dindu nuffin.” Where a human being of most types would insist that they have agency, that they elevate presidents, bring prosperity to such struggling concerns as Wal-Mart and Pepsico, the Dindu sees clearly his reality, and knows, immediately, that he was only following directions, that he is a mere moral mule who does his master’s bidding.
Many Dindu adults who decried the Baltimore riots and purge of a year ago are no supportive of the outburst as they have been told that a white person attending the Baltimore Orioles game on the first night of unrest used the N-word! Imagine belonging to a group of people that must mindlessly engage in mob violence at the single utterance of a word of power by a member of the master race? Imagine how frantic your every day would be, how agitated you would be, if the world had conspired to rob you of self-discipline at the chemical level?
Your belief in such things as Freedom and Democracy offer little succor to the contemplative mind in this world of enthrallment and oligarchy. But the Dindu is a willing thrall, who knows purpose, patronage and peace-of-mind, born of the deep-seated knowledge that in the end, it is always some other person’s problem.
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