So What Exactly Is Game, By The Way?
High atop mountains in makeshift mansions the newly crowned Gangsta Gods of the hip-hop nation had set up residence. As their video and audio sermons of illicit wealth and doom streamed down to the hoods of America, black males on the ground quietly prepared for war. The goal: become gods on earth.
Black males began the war because they desperately needed the free housing and commodities that a secured black female could provide. Then they would be free to bring their, newly born, Gangsta ministry further into fruition here on earth. Initially, black women had not realized that they were being hunted for their recourses. Still innocent and trusting towards men as their mothers and grandmothers had been during the era of industry, during the initial few years of the war the sistas were easy prey.
For black male hunters this meant initial campaigns that were vastly successful. Within a few short years they had moved quickly through the inner cities of America, in some instances converting entire female hood populations into sponsors. Once a sista was indoctrinated into the Gangsta religion—this typically included her bearing an initiate’s offspring—her dwelling and commodities were seized to expand the ministry. This marked the first time in the history of humankind that black men began hunting black women for their recourses.
This initial blitzkrieg began during the mid 1980’s and flourished until the mid to late 1990’s, depending on what part of the country you lived—the war began out west before eventually spreading eastward. That’s when there evolved the first lots of black women who realized that they were being hunted. First, they erected walls to protect themselves from further attempts at psychological capture. This allowed some to regroup and strike back.
Now psychologically protected, this first band of sistas recalled one commodity that only they possessed that black males desperately needed. This commodity was illegal to take, impossible to duplicate (or so they thought at the time) and an absolute must have for black males who aspired to be legitimate deities. And perhaps most importantly, this commodity had the proven power to make black males serve them. This commodity was none other than their moist, hot vaginas.
Operation bitch made had begun. The goal: use their sexual allure and, if they’re really pissed off, reproductive systems to steal dominion from the side who stole innocence from them first. And should any black males snap or go rogue, these Game tight women had the full backing of a secret sponsor with a vested interest in making their agenda successful. Once this rival religion found a voice in the hip-hop heavens a furtive counter war was officially waged. This also marked another first: the first time in the history of humankind that black women hunted men.
What began as a quiet little war waged by a handful quickly spiraled out of control once those who were not built to play the Game it spawned caught wind of it. Those who once were content to worship the Gods from their sofas, via CD’s and music videos, suddenly sought to become godlike through material wealth themselves. And for those who had been financially executed and left for dead along the Game’s ragged edge, the idea of acquiring more wealth than the person (or people) they unwittingly helped to deify was just the spark they needed to feel alive again. And of course these resurrections were to be accomplished despite one’s number of kids, felonies, low credit scores, lack of transportation or lack of education.
For many, if that meant pretending to love someone and starting a relationship for the primary purpose of gaining access to their income, credit, vehicle, residence or anything else of value to improve their status in the Game, then so be it.
The fuse was lit, the powder keg exploded, and the force sparked by the massive explosion created the inevitable: a massive, systemic tremor erupting throughout our communities, followed by a humongous mushroom cloud, inside which were touched off several huge spiraling cyclones. Money, weapons, cell phones, jewelry, SUV’s, and people of other races all swirled about inside as black people desperately tried to secure as much as possible to become godlike.
This Game is about a lot. It’s about dominion. It’s about tornadoes. It’s about black people turning into Gods. It’s about blonde-haired, blue-eyed black women. It’s about hate. It’s about planes, trains and fancy automobiles. It’s about politics, conspiracies, drugs, money, Gangsters, goblins. But, perhaps most intriguingly, this Game is about the black female’s remarkable evolution. She has always stood at the doorway of enlightenment as the primary judge of what black men said they saw beyond it. This doorway to enlightenment has always been hers to open for herself. But, as history reflects anyway, she has always been content to look beyond that door through her man’s eye rather than her own. We can only speculate on what grander forces, divine or earthly, may have contributed to this. I would like to think that the main forces were respect for her man’s view and unconditional trust that he would not deceive her. But what is certain is that today’s black woman has developed remarkable insight into this invisible Game that we passionately play. The pathways to its rewards and pitfalls are no longer a mystery to her. So much so that many black men can no longer acquire a view strong enough to lead a black woman through it. This, as we know, has compelled some brothas to peddle their guidance to women of other races. And for the handful who sought to wage war and sacrifice the black female’s blind trust and innocence in order to make their selfish dreams of material conquest and dominion come true, the Relationship Shaman says, be careful what you wish for.
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Very interesting view to describe what is taking place between men & women throughout the years.
very interesting
thats why everyone need to just settle down and get married.
This is why i no longer date black men!
Im glad you clarified that black women hunted black men too.