Lebron James and the Hunger Games

Adulation for and Celebration of the Miami Heat winning the 2012 NBA championship has been muted. Predictably.

Erik Spoelstra, the Haymitch of the Heat?

White folks are pretending that this NBA finals win is not the biggest in the history of the league. No one is supposed to talk about it for what is is: Three black males, with genius talent, accepted the challenge of walking through the gate called “free agency” without permission from massuh and making a run for what they thought the free colored man’s promised land. They did this while in the cross-hairs of marksmen perched in trees throughout the landscape and, still, brought their crops to market. Those were long odds that were not supposed to be beaten. Las Vegas odds makers sure didn’t have the Bosh/James/Wade combo standing at the end of these Hunger Games. White folks like their prey to have a sporting chance. Ya know, “tally-ho” and all that. But, when precisely handicapped competitors actually convert the sporting chance into an escape, these maniacal predators seethe and sulk. And, like all tyrants, they create a threatening atmosphere against celebrating anything they don’t like. Then, to design a field with that “sporting chawnce” (British accent) that is far less likely to yield more than the occasional amusing fluke, they have high-level semi-secret summits like: NBA season lock-outs, rules change committee meetings, and conversations that have no formal acknowledgement.
So, Heat fans, a repeat, let alone a “three-peat,” for the Miami ensemble is highly unlikely.

Sportscasters and writers are busy giving the Miami Heat Coach, Erik Spoelstra, his credit for winning the league championship this season. But, he deserves less credit than the Hunger Games’ negligent coach, Haymitch, for the triumph of Katniss. Spoelstra’s glaringly absent smiles during his team’s successes have become his trademark. This feature has been attributed by various sportscasters to his goal-focused disposition. But, I HIGHLY suspect that Spoelstra’s lack of apparent joy in the successes of the Heat is much simpler than that. I suspect that Spoelstra’s assigned role was to ensure that the Heat did not win. Spoelstra, with his white father and brown skin is quite eager in his anti-blackness, me thinks. And, therefore, the perfect pick to carry out this dicey assignment. But, I think he got “made” (spy-talk for “exposed”) sometime between the end of last season and this year’s finals. That’s when the players–certain players— started coaching themselves and Spoelstra probably had to stop withholding playing minutes for the best combos and to stop directing play in ways that neuter talent. It is poetic that legendary and very black Bill Russell, the only player-coach to win a championship since black players have been in the league, presented the Finals series MVP award to LeBron James last night. It was also fitting that Spoelstra felt compelled to say during the arena celebration last night that, “Everyone knows I’m a Manny Pacquiao fan.” Yeah, Mr. Spoelstra, everybody also knows that rabid Pacquiao fans are about as fond of Lebron James as they are of Floyd Mayweather.

Congratulations to Mr. James and to Mr. Wade and to Mr. Bosh. But, as John Carlos and Tommie Smith can tell you, it’s just beginning. So, always watch your accountants and call on the name of the Most High. (Geezus not being it—from the evidence.)

The whole purpose of The Hunger Games is to provide an entertaining, transparent submission. As, Haymitch told Katniss, “They’re not happy with you. You showed them up.”
Mr. Wade and Mr. Bosh, you might want ask Mr. James to borrow his copy of the book if he marked it up and a discussion or two might be in order if you haven’t already done that.

Best wishes, sirs, as you and yours breathe and make moves off the basketball court.

One Gorilla All But Disappears from NBA Finals

There was only one brief appearance of a gorilla in any of the commercials that aired this evening during the last game of the 2011 NBA Finals– compared to about ten in the previous games. To me, that is the big news. The ads for The Zookeper were mostly removed from rotation during game 6. When the butts of their joke catch on, it usually ceases to be funny to Becky and Brian.

Sure, The Big Three are on the losing side. But, so are all of the black guys employed by the Dallas Mavericks. Bosh, James, and Wade made a valiant stand and I’m not disappointed in them at all. It’s total war in everything the racists (white supremacists) do against us. Since total war does not exclude killing infants, it most definitely can include: hiring a coach to sabotage a basketball team that has black players who are trying to be men; conspiracies for battery & assault camouflaged as fouls on said players, offers that can’t be refused involving the safety of those closest to them, and season lock-outs to buy time for other dirty dealings like criminal set-ups and charges, or even tragic accidents off the court.

This was and is a big one for Racist Man and Racist Woman.

I suspect that the gorilla on LeBron James’ back is the same one on mine. It is not the one that only peeked at us today during the ONE commercial for the Zookeeper movie. It’s the one that sunburns.

Becky's husband/brother, Brian

Slam-Dunking the Ads of Racists During NBA FInals

"Welcome to his jungle"----Zoo Keeper

From Urban dictionary – May 22, 2006: Zookeeper a white slave trader of black slaves very racist term to describe a white person. Proud white person may call himself this. Ex: U f@ckin’ zookeeper!

Kevin James, The Zookeeper, with his sidekick talking gorilla

Remember this?

I reside in an area that is being re-occupied by white people. As my gentlemate and I do not own a television, we’ve had to stroll down to a local eatery with more than a few white people in it to watch this year’s NBA finals series between the Dirk Nowitzki-led Mavericks and the LeBron James-led Heat.

Wow. Wow.

White men are viewing the competition as solemnly as they likely viewed coverage of the 9/11 attacks. These white men are so desperate to know the current status of the contest that they are overcoming their usual aversion to standing close to my tall, brown-skinned mate. And, there is a ferocity on their faces that they seldom display around black people nowadays— unless they are enforcement officials. These white men will flinch for a millisecond when they notice me intently watching them but they remain undeterred in their attention to the screen—like they’re close to some moment of ultimate sexual satisfaction. It’s very weird. It’s very intense.

The psychologists employed by advertisers know that attention is heightened to anything occurring when the heart rate is still accelerated from an experience occurring just prior. The main products pitched to exploit this heightened response to the LeBron v. Dirk battle are two movies set for summer release: Zookeeper and Rise of the Planet of Apes. THE task of white people in this refined stage of the system of white supremacy(racism) is expressed in the relationship between the titles of these two films:

“Good” zookeeping prevents a rise of the niggers. Black people must be so bonded to racists (white supremacists) that we lack the motivation to destroy the system of racism (white supremacy).

The creation and maintenance of such a deceptive attachment of the captives to their captor can only be forged while being in very close contact with us. Only a few white people can develop this level of racist skill. People like Mark Wahlberg, the rapper-turned actor and, of course, like Dirk Nowitzki, the German born basketball GWH who is serially sexing black females. (Dirk got out of a previous engagement to one black lady when she was arrested at his home for fraud of which poor Dirk, of course, knew n o t h i n g. Nichts). Wahlberg’s character had an ape groupie but he didn’t have to pretend affection for her. Marky Mark’s character had only two ape fans while Dirk’s skills have got black people hooping and hollering for him in numbers I’d expect for a sequel to Passion of the Christ.

Back to the commercials. I wish I could include some still pictures of their most precious and expensive moments, but white people have a lock and key on the commercials. Apparently, they know about counter-racist film reviews. So, I’ll have to briefly describe the ads for those who missed the spectacle.

The Zookeeper Ads
The title role of The Zookeeper is played by Kevin James. No coincidence. Slaves here have the names of their owners. But, no relation to LeBron James (Uh, actually I don’t know about that. Consult your nearest white anthropologist.) Zoos have lots of animals. Yet, during this showdown against LeBron James, the commercials featured only one animal consistently. Yep. A gorilla. Said beast is shown thumping to hip-hop in one commercial with the white zookeeper and playing basketball with him in another.

I kid you not.

This is very serious comedy for Racist Man—and for Racist Woman; who is seen dancing cheek to cheek in a bar with the gorilla while the zookeeper looks on.

Planet of the Apes Ads
The Planet of the Apes commercials don’t clown nearly as much. These really just emphasize and amplify the threat of apes that have, finally, gotten smart. This part is not complicated. And, that’s what makes both films so fun and funny to white people. No need to whisper or hide these messages. As we have yet to get smart, a fun past-time for white people is to check the tweets on the commercials and then forward them to their friends for a high-five belly-laugh. Here’s a tweet by a black person that likely made the rounds on the droids of some white people: “I can’t wait for this to drop so I can take my nieces and nephews to see it.”

If you go to see either of these films, please don’t take little victims with you. Here is my recommended method of viewing the film if you decide to pay for it: Go with a more informed black person. Sit in the middle of the theatre and turn to each other at every racist punch line.—- When white people sitting in the rows in front of you deduce from the quietness of those behind them that there is a smarter black person in their midst, the theatre will start sounding like a Lutheran church funeral. Then, when the film is over, be the last to leave the theatre to bask in the bizarre silence that confirms that you’ve taken some enjoyment out of practicing racism for white people. It might make the film less profitable for them in more ways than one. Now, that’s good fun.

*GWH =great white hope.

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Postscript: If I could write the screenplay to this Bosh-James-Wade drama, the Heat would win the championship and all three would retire at the main news conference following the series with no explanation given.

Post-postscript—Because there is no logical placement for this observation, it clumsily appears here. There is an AT&T commercial that appears during the series intermittently showing a gorilla climbing a skyscraper. At the end of the commercial, there is a black male with a hardhat standing at the top of a skyscraper that is under construction. There is no relationship of the gorilla to the product or narrative of the ad. It’s just raw racism (white supremacy). Grab your women. Grab their women. The black male is loose and climbing. Stop him.

Miami Heat: The Most Threatening Slave Revolt Since Haiti?

Bosh, Wade, James making moves against the System (of racism/white supremacy).

Sporting News, May 26, 2010,

“As the Miami Heat have found out over the course of this season, pretty much wherever they go around the NBA, they’re a target for the disdain of fans who were put off by the way the team’s trio of Dwyane Wade, LeBron James and Chris Bosh conspired to join forces in South Beach. What they may not have known, though, is that the disdain can reach high up in NBA front offices.

Celtics partner Wyc Grousbeck, speaking to the Boston radio station WEEI at a charity event, said he has been tuning in to this year’s postseason even after his team’s disappointing Eastern Conference semifinal loss to Miami for the same reason many fans around the country are watching—to root against the Heat. ‘I’m watching this year because I want Miami to lose so badly,’ Grousbeck said.”

White Power Salute

Conspired. Conspired. The writer, editors, and publisher of this article have all pronounced the crime of these three black males and the pursuit of them is being reported.

I am not surprised by this consensus of white people. I fully expected it as soon as I learned of Mr. James’ decision. In the system of racism (white supremacy), the only man is supposed to be a white one. The Man. To white people, when a black male man-ages any significant part of his own affairs, it is a capital crime. In such a crisis, all white people are deputized crime-stoppers. Like I said, this is to be expected.

I am astounded that so many black people have cheered on the franchises competing against Mr. Bosh, Mr. James, and Mr. Wade.
–No.– I’m more than astounded. I’m wondering when the ship for the 100 black supporters of this trio is going to beam us up to our home planet. Surely, this must be a planet operating on a whole different logic system than the one installed in my galaxy. Here, the most abused reward their abusers and never reach their limit.

Of course, white people all over the globe know they are on the same team. The team whose sole objective is to dominate black people.

Forever.

It is that same objective the pale-skinned people had who kidnapped our ancestors on distant shores. Then, we did not grasp the oneness of purpose with which white people operate; that there are no tribal constraints on their unity of purpose. 500 years later, we haven’t gotten any smarter. That’s harsh. Reality often is.

Millions of black people are cheering against Mr. Bosh, Mr. James, and Mr. Wade in favor of the NBA franchise nearest them or of the franchise with uniforms the same colors of their alma mater. But, white people get that this NBA season is the most important one in history because it could be the beginning of the most threatening slave revolt since Haiti’s. The trio took salary cuts deciding that managing their own basketball careers was more important than the tallest stack of paper. They are working under much greater pressure because of that decision to place greater value on trying to be men than on comfort. See where this is going if it catches fire?

Go H E A T

Or, beam me up Scotty.*

* Scotty Pippen, a Chicago Bulls Hall of Famer, supported the Miami Heat in their Eastern Conference Finals series against the Bulls.