Mythical
By Anthony L. Fowler Jr.
A nigger is a mythical creature.
A nigger is a mythical creature.
A dark-skinned humanoid with savage origins who, at best, can only pantomime the civility of their [supposed] betters. A shiftless, greedy, superstitious creature that can be made servile with something so common as chicken and watermelon, or frightened off by the mere mention of ghosts.
A nigger is a paradox.
A nigger is both strong and feeble, beautiful and hideous, hard-working and lazy, clever and witless, conniving and gullible, amoral and religious, gluttonous and poverty-stricken, angry and docile, lustful and chaste. A nigger is no different that an orc born out of the mountain slopes of Mordor. I'm sure the Grendel that stalked the halls of Heorot was a nigger.
...and that may be, at least partially, by design.
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There were never any niggers taken from West Africa. No niggers were sold to European slavers. There were no niggers packed in the lower decks of slave ships like sardines. No mammies threw themselves and their pickaninnies in the Atlantic Ocean to escape their conditions. No niggers were led to the selling block and separated from their spouses, children, and kinsmen. No niggers worked on sugar plantations. No niggers were subject to the Fugitive Slave Act.
No sambo, no mammy, no spade, no porch monkey, no kafir, or no Stepin Fetchit ever picked one fiber of cotton, shoed one horse, tilled any ground, nursed one white child, burned any cork, laced up a pair of taps, or won an Oscar in 1939.
Because "niggers" ain't real.
A nigger is a mythical creature.