The ‘Real Nigga’ Movement

Currently I am in school, and one of the biggest issues that I have heard around campus is this spreading of the ‘real nigga’ concept among the young black males. They get around each other each day, with their backpacks, video game controllers and sagging pants proclaming the badge of ‘real nigga’. It’s already bad enough that they downplay themselves in public through false senses of realism, yet now they want to take on a concept that I KNOW they have no real clue about.

To my non- African American followers I say this; this is NOT a term of endearment, but more of a term of destruction. Do not think that I write this in any way to demean my culture, more so to place what I feel is greater understanding on what the African American man is labeling himself. We are now going to try and explain what a ‘real nigga‘ is and does.

A ‘real nigga’ is a real problem. He shows no real effort towards a real positive outcome in this world and brings no real value to a real culture dealing with enough real issues without this ‘real nigga’ adding to them. He is real ignorant, real confused, and real delusion to his real purpose. He strives to show real strength, through real outbursts of unfocused anger and resentment towards the world and those in it. He walks around with a real chip on his shoulder; expressing real blame and real accusations to anyone willing to take it.

He thinks in the unreal, yet tries to force it upon the reality. He carries real chaos wherever he goes, with hopes to be looked at as real slick, real smooth, or real tough, only to be seen as a real fool by those who are more aware of his real lack of sense.

Now ‘real niggas’ do not live real long, nor do they stay free in the real world. They usually will allow real apathy for their well-being place them in real prison doing real time, or in a real grave. This means that they have no real compassion for themselves or anyone else, yet seek real compassion from everyone because they think the real reason they are real oppressed and real depressed has to do with everyone else.

They really want real love, yet give a real twisted sense of real love to everyone they meet. They share this real corrupted thinking with their children, and are real proud when their real child falls into the same real trap they have lived in for a real long time.

They say they believe in a real God, yet serve a real Enemy, so they lack real hopes and dreams and share no real vision because they really think that all hope is lost. They ultimately travel a real path to nowhere and will take anyone with them that really wants to go.

One of the saddest things about the ‘real nigga’ is when you see young naive women or foolish older women gravitate to them because they believe that all this real illusion of grandeur, this real lack of focus or purpose, this real destructive nature that they portray or the real violent and unnecessary way they try to solve real situations is real sexy. They eventually try to express real justification for the real mess that this ‘real nigga’ has made in their lives and the lives of their family. They give real excuses to the physical, emotional and spiritual assaults that are real apparent to everyone else. They confuse real love with a real sense of physical and psychological control and manipulation that the ‘real nigga’ has over them, and take no real time to gain a real identity, and as a result can be transformed into the female version of the ‘real nigga… the ‘real bitch’ *(Another blog post).

I would have kept this going, but soon it becomes repetitious and I think that this should be enough to understand my views on the ‘real nigga’. Now keep in mind as you read this, that this is only my thoughts on the matter. Please feel free to use your own mind and follow your own thoughts.

I hope you enjoyed the read. Feel free to comment on this and anything else you read here.

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