The Black Male...Reparations...Or Black mail...

The Black Male…Reparations…Or Black mail…
I took this assignment, because I really needed the cash. This guy walked up to me one day. He said, “He would pay me cash, if I would type some stuff for him sometime”. He asked, if I would meet him, every now and then, to type whatever he decided. I found it a bit strange, but I did arrange a place and a time to make some change. The guy didn’t want to use his or my name. He said, “Anonymously would be the best remedy to not make an enemy”; besides that, it was the only way he would pay me my money, I had to agree. If it was neat and presentable, like a scroll of sorts, he whispered. I wonder? I don’t know why...However...It will be clean enough to go under the butcher’s sword...Editor! Does he have aspirations of it being published, priced, and becoming peddled to all people? Creditable...Credit less? Maybe...may be not! Do you think he picked me because of the look on my face, or because I sit around, surfing the net and drinking five dollar coffees...Vinita Choco...Latte’s? He said, “Some times he has split personalities” and that, “He was going to be spitting allot at me in one shot!” He also exclaimed that he would do me no harm because his treatment was training himself to free write...not cause harm.” I almost pissed my pants. Actually, when he was, what he called “Nice and mean...” This man with this self proclaimed alter ego, seemed to be a normal fellow, but as time went on...I could tell when he was “Nice” or when “Mean” entered the scene, not so mellow. It all seems to be a dream about the equality of men. Maybe that may be, a narrow minded view, notwithstanding, why should I care about more then to thin self be true too, the dough I’m about to rey for me, or more appropriately, the bread I’m sure to facilitate! I am on ready...set...go! What would people think of me? No issue, for me to speak! Strange nevertheless, straightforward enough though? I thought it would be quick and easy...I may possibly be wrong...This cat is starting to seem a little foolish! He is Crazy; but cunning enough to have let me declare what I just alleged to be fact. So without further Ado... I have the pleasure to present to you (this is what he told me to write...) “A Bi-Polar Afro-American Man’s Point of View on his stories...Plight! (He started walking around the place and...THEN....He said...Action! Like the start of a movie or play...).He just stopped talking...He looked at me and I looked at him. He then shook his head...Like a dog shakes off water. His face looked as if, he could no longer continue on...He had no thoughts...he lost his voice...he really had no choice, BUT TO END...this writing, narration, poem, essay, psalms or song kind of thing. He calls it a manifestos; it seems more like a rambling...THOUGH. I just typed IT; moreover it is what that fellow’s thoughts amount too...I suppose? After transposing all of this, this fellow seems pretty darn MILATANT to me. Does he intimidate you too? You see I’m just the reporter, interrupter (ONLY FOR GRAMMER AND SUCH), BASICALLY, a scribe for this guy. Since I completed this man’s thoughts...in writing...as a typist, maybe I should say, issue an advisory or a volume for the Latter Day Saints...He is going to make me some money! Hopefully...Positive Affirmation... the motivational tape said...like some ol’ miracle shi’! But more importantly, this is cause for concern. If this Bi-polar fellow (I wonder if he is a Serial Killer?) could think of this and not be of sound mind? Please excuse me people! We ARE running out of time. Do you suppose if one Bi-Polar fellow like this said this to win a contest, could you be his best friend? Is he your neighbor, that smiling guy next door? What about the guys who delivers, fixes, or stands on our porch or by the local corner store. Ladies and Gentlemen...I can not reveal my sources name, besides he never told me. I was blinded by the greenbacks, but to just look at him does not reflect what he supposed today. I am trying to warn everybody of what I have recorded. If safety is not an issue for you, make sure WE inform our wives, sons, daughters, mothers and fathers too. We all should watch out for this Bi-Polar Afro-American Dude, with the plan to do what he can, too whomever “Y’all or They is...” he kept repeating...Irregardless...of where we live, no matter how far...He’s in our back yards! Your canalization of this interpretation is your own...BUT AYE...I am just delivering this document for the currency role. If you not feeling me... Then you’re Perpetrating fraud... My...None...black home boys and girls......White Power...! Neither myself nor any affiliates of mine retains any responsibility or necessarily agree or disagree with this message...Likewise, me, myself, and I can neither confirm or deny, if this is true fact, fiction, or black ass lie...We must do something...I tried too..! I reported his...stories to the police! Isn’t that the colorless American way...Like baseball, hot dogs, apple pie and Chevrolets? You know black mail is a crime. And like synonyms...written to you? Write you...You right? Dang Wright! You all might die...Get it...Hyperbole? We got it all sewn up, with that kind of verbiage. He has been sent sum where. Not pass go...no trail...Straight jacketed and foot shackled, like in Silence of the lambs, Hannibal the Cannibal. He got totted out by three tough red necked tied dudes, with confederate pride, to the institution like in slavery times...yesterday. I miss them. I haven’t seen him since...OHMY! Technology is going to get the best of me...He just TEXTED my phone...How did he get my number? Does he know where I live...I only saw him one time...Don’t think I would be able to pick him OUT in a line up...Because they all look alike? The message said; LMFAO...All Rights reserved... HEY YOU! I’M TRYING TO TELL YA! IT’S REQUIRED THAT...YOU SEND THE BLACK... MALE.... MAIL..... PAYMENTS...IMMEDATEDLY....IF NOT... YOU’RE... ASS...SETS WILL...SEE...WE WILL NOT SELF DESTRUCT...WE BAY BAY KIDS...WE DON’T DIE...WE MULTIPLE...AND...YOU WILL NOT REST...IN... PEACE... AT LEAST...UNTIL...IN THE END...REPARATIONS...THEY ARE GOING TO KILL YOU...ANYWAY...HAVE A PLEASENT DAY...FOREVER...WE WILL!