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I get it. You black people have it so bad. At every turn a white person is hiding under your beds and inside your closets. We handcuff you so you can't become doctors and lawyers. We give you names like La'Quesha, Day'Mone, and T'rel. We sneak into your bedrooms and remove your pocket change so you can't put those $2500 wheels and rims on your $500 Toyota Camry. We force you to buy $200 athletic shoes while you can't afford to pay child support for your 10 children that you fathered with eight different women - none of whom you dared to put a ring on their finger and to give them a date for a life time of commitment. Everyone knows only black men are killed by police.    Never are white men killed by aggressive police tactics. We know that the NFL is filled with 90% white men who take slots which should be going to black men who spend their youth dressed in athletic wear and find becoming educated as "too white". We get it. And so once you become a professional athlete making millions of dollars (as members of an oppressed race), you have to express your outrage by targeting the National Anthem of the United States. So what do you do? Do you create companies that hire your oppressed brothers? Do you go to black communities in Chicago and tell your brothers to stop killing each other and to provide them with hope and condoms to end their serial insemination and run tactics that aren't that much different than drive by shootings? So what do you do, disgruntled black millionaire athletes? You piss on our National Anthem! While real men stand and pay tribute to the good things this country does, you decide to rape our National Anthem by squatting like chicks dispensing your uric acidic in a tantrum of golden showers.    You have raised the bar of outrageous contempt for our country by pretending you give a flying monkey's ass about racial inequality while you remain silent on how it is possible that a race that is about 25% of our country's population takes over 85% of the roster slots in the NFL and NBA. So now the National Anthem is a great white privilege target now that Donald J. Trump had the audacity to wish your employment termination from acting like arrogant and self-righteous children. Do you assholes know that you have no right while on the employer's clock to freedom of speech? Do you assholes know that a white person was fired for protesting in an politically incorrect manner while protesting off the clock and on his own time? I suspect not.   I suspect you black racist swine who hunt down crackas using your smart phones as racist hit squads are too busy listing your grievances of how you remain sisters of the perpetual victim class just as you eschew any responsibility for your own personal failures. You see, we get it, because you are black, you can't possibly know jack shit about acting like adults and you have to blame your failures on whitie.    And we know that because you feel indignation that you were sold by other blacks into slavery (well, you weren't since that happened 250 plus  years ago) that you have ownership of the largest chip on your collective shoulder known to man.   Had it not been for your Roots selling you to those nasty crackas, your asses would be back on the African continent where you would have flies all over your faces and mouths and eyes as your children would have bloated bellies and you would be victims of God's racism by having the audacity to contrive famines. Yeah, we get it. You are victims. Well, assholes, it is time that we do something about it. Let's end the oppression you feel. Let's stop playing the National Anthem at any sporting event where we might offend the sisterhood of the perpetual victim class.   Let's prevent you from feeling the urge to squat to piss while crackas remain in their robotic pride of placing their racist hand over their hearts.  You know those crackas are just waiting to oppress you - to kill you - to treat you like dead common ghetto inhabitants. You just know that those National Anthem standing crackas who tear up at the words contained in those stanzas of an old English drinking song are just bursting with white privilege waiting to cut your Achilles tendons because they can't compete with your superior athletic breeding. So I propose we remove from your presence the symbol of oppression that you so proudly claim as part of your victimhood that causes you to squat instead of standing like a man; let's end your suffering.   Let's just prevent the sound of your torment to be played.   Let's arrest any white person who dares to stand with their hand over their heart because we all know that is just a prehistoric nazi salute that seeks to oppress you and to send you back to the plantation. Are you game? Or have you forgotten to stand like men?