Young Thug

[Douglas Mercer]

Douglas Mercer
November 2 2024

When it came to Africa the White man made a serious blunder which stemmed from not taking the long view. No sooner had we got there then we commenced to trade worthless trinkets and doo dads to the Chief Head Man in exchange for some “human” gorillas that we proceed to cart halfway across the world. Just the thought of it at this vantage point in time is enough to reveal the lunacy of the endeavor. Imagine some deadly and virulent virus locked up in a lab and opening up the doors and spreading it into the world; if you do, you will have a very good analogy for that Middle Passage the negro mouthpieces make so much hay out of. No, when you see mortal danger fell in the eye you quarantine it, you lock it up, and you guard it with your life. And what the good news should have been is that the dark-skinned monkeys had about as much chance of leaving Africa as you or I have of becoming the King of Siam (wherever that is). No, the dark man on the dark continent was stewing in his own juices, swinging from the trees, cooking and eating one another, rutting like feral banshees, casting spells with albino bones, stirring the cannibal’s pot, and lying around lazy all day long playing the bongos deep in the jungle primeval. They did not even have two story buildings or the wheel (the wheel for crying out loud!) so even with that ocean all around them the notion of sailing the ocean blue never occurred to them and if it had they would have been puzzled and scratched their fuzzy head and quickly gave up. Thinking be hard after all; and planning is even worse. But our forebears could not leave well enough alone and they spread the negro disease to the New World and the vile repercussions of this act are all catalogued in gory detail in the pages of any unbiased history book; the eruption of negro savagery does not make for easy reading and is certainly the darkest chapter in the history of the earth. And just the other day we learned of yet another foul outcropping (it most definitely will not be the last) in that a foul mouthed ugly negro “rapper” who sports the name Young Thug clogged up our court rooms as he has befouled our airwaves; we are glad he is being put down but if he were not here we could be on to other more pertinent actions; and we would not have to see his face at all, a face that has to haunt the dreams of anyone even remotely sensitive.

“Grammy-winning rapper Young Thug pleaded out of his long-running racketeering conspiracy case in Georgia on Thursday (October 31 2024). The artist, born Jeffery Williams, has been in custody since his 2022 arrest. Williams, 33, pleaded no contest to Count 1, racketeering conspiracy, and Count 56, participation in a street gang in a leadership role. He pleaded guilty to three drug charges and two gun charges.”

Whenever you hear about a rapper getting killed the first thing you do is celebrate; the next thing you do is you say a rapper got killed?: whoever heard tell? It seems that killing and getting killed is endemic to being a rapper; for being a rapper means being a negro with enough time, fame, and money to burn; and even the poor negros who have to scratch out a living find the time for crime so one can see why the nigger living atop pile of rock candy does it. You take the negros and you set them free, and then you take the rappers who can literally do anything they want, well, what do you think is going to happen? It’s like taking some piranhas and tossing in endless amount of cattle in their river and they won’t hesitate a bit; no sooner than you blink those cows are slimmed down to the bone in a fury and frenzy of feeding; and the black man has no more reticence than the piranha when it comes to foul frenzy; it’s just the average negro has not the free for all opportunity that your king rapper has; he most surely is not going to become a decent upstanding citizen; no, he’s going to unleash all of his libidinal, feral, and natural instincts on the thug life, that is on the murderous and the criminal life; or put more economically, the negro life, a life which seeks to satiate every base urge the moment it arises from the squalid depth of their despair.

“Prosecutors claimed he was the kingpin of a Bloods-affiliated gang called Young Slime Life, but their theory of the case seemed to falter in August when their key witness, Woody Copeland, got on the stand and disavowed his prior statements implicating Williams in the 2015 murder of Nut Thomas. In his opening statement the high-profile lawyer Steel hailed Williams for surmounting the generational harms of institutional racism and becoming a world-renowned artist. He outworked everyone, adding that Williams' Thug moniker is an acronym for Truly Humbled Under God.”

Yeah, he’s a real humble guy. One look at a video of him shows him speaking at rapid fire speed in a language which is only putatively English, but is mostly baby talk interspersed with the word “bitch” repapered endlessly and the word lick and money as he holds up various denominations of US Currency and all in all seems very satisfied with himself and his “game”; all over a monotonic beat apparently designed to stop the brainwaves of anyone who listens to it for longer than a minute or so. If he is under any God it’s the God of retardation and he seems to be the high priest of the movement. The sad fact is that such dreg and scum really probably is a world-renowned artist, that is the mindless morons who make up our population really do like this kind of glandular emission as it hits them square in their for all intents and purposes lobotomized brain where nothing as difficult as thinking is required. Really the interaction between this “music” and these stupefied fans is nothing that can be considered human but is just a guttural flash wave of base uncontrolled impulse which makes them feel an oozing and clammy kind of pleasure the same way that dog of Pavlov drooled at the sound of the bell.

“Williams rose to prominence in the music industry with his acrobatic voice, flamboyant fashions, and innovative rapping on releases like 2014's Rich Gang: Tha Tour, 2015’s Barter and 2016’s Jeffery. He's collaborated with many of the biggest artists in pop and hip-hop, been on the cover of Rolling Stone and won a Grammy for Song of the Year for his contributions to Childish Gambino's 2018 single This is America. His record label, Young Stoner Life, topped the Billboard 200 with its Slime Language 2 compilation, where Williams led a group of artists, including Gunna, Drake, Travis Scott, and Lil Baby.”

And there you have the sordid sate of current American Culture in one squalid paragraph; Plato said that when the music changes the walls of the city shake; but this is much more than the music changing, this is the very mode of being changing and anyway America has been living in an unwalled city from since the time anyone can remember. This rapper and his fandom have devolved to the extent that they communicate on a frequency so defiled as to have completely exited the evolutionary path; they are now just like barely living slime which seeps downward only and all that it will leave behind when it gets to the bottom is a wet smear on the space it dripped through. This is a culture which would leave even the mind controller nonplussed and make them realize that their job has been done for them, done by decades and decades of degeneracy and decay to the extent that you can’t say that the slaves love their servitude because they are like lichen in that they are barely living to begin with. Which is another way of saying that if you set everything of value on fire and do it wholesale one way or another this negro excrement and his fecal minded fans are just the thing you will get. It’s good that they are going to lock this subhuman monster up but trust me there is an ever steady supply of Lovecraftian horror figures ready to pick up the slack at moment’s notice, it not being hard to slouch and emit grunts and let your pants sag and surround yourself with half undressed nigger whores who look like purple assed baboons; and the fans too will come out in their millions for this perverse exercise in non-culture comprised of sloppy and viscous rasping and croaking; a crowd so debased they make those old time slackers look like Ben Franklin going early to bed and early to rise. You would say laconically that you pay your money and you take your chances but that’s not even the case anymore; now you pay your money and you run for your life; anything, anything at all, to be apart from this herd of infantile unprocessed sewage.

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[Will Williams]

Douglas Mercer
November 2 2024
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The artist, born Jeffery Williams, has been in custody since his 2022 arrest...

No relation, thanks, except maybe, unfortunately, that my great great grandfather owned his great great grandfather.

... He's collaborated with many of the biggest artists in pop and hip-hop, been on the cover of (((Rolling Stone))) and won a (((Grammy))) for Song of the Year for his contributions to Childish Gambino's 2018 single This is America. His record label, Young Stoner Life, topped the (((Billboard))) 200 with its Slime Language 2 compilation, where Williams led a group of artists, including Gunna, Drake, Travis Scott, and Lil Baby.”

The only position for a self-respecting White to take these days is strict separation from descendants of our ancestors' slaves, and do our own dirty jobs.

We don't want to see 'em;
we don't want to hear 'em;
we don't want to smell 'em!

[Douglas Mercer]

Will Williams: Agreed, too many of our people watch the likes of "Young Thug" on their screens and so feed into this dangerous lunacy. We need to be separate physically and culturally; the best way to do this is to turn off the screens and not give even an ounce of energy to this evil.