Dylann Roof's Sad White Boy's Burden

There had to be a manifesto, right? And it is every bit as racist and dumb and copy-pasta'd and self-justifying as these things pretty much are. I expected it, because this is the digital age and we have seen this sort of thing before. And no, I don't like it any more than you, Gentle Reader. So let's take a look at this life-ending trash's jumped-up civil war spank book--

Oh wait. Before we do, let me segue onto one little thing that bothered me about all this--Roof had an imaginary girl friend who went and dated a black guy. And then the above pumpkin-head with the pipe-cleaner arms unironically wearing a Gold's Gym tanktop decided that:

I have noticed a great disdain for race mixing White women within the White nationalists community, bordering on insanity it. These women are victims, and they can be saved. Stop.

You know what? That little thing he told the survivor he left alive about "You rape our women and you're taking over our country."  How I said it was like Birth of a Nation? That weird thing--fear of black male sexuality intersecting with white females--as if white women were property in danger of being "stolen", was what got Emmett Till beaten and killed even if he was just a harmless 14 year old boy passing a little irreverent time of day. It's as if white women had a job functioning as producers of more white people that was betrayed by congress with black men. And white ladies who did not do that (like, for example, President Obama's mother) were somehow lost or wrong or victims?

What if women were actually people who chose their partners? That's a radical statement, I know. What if White Girls actually didn't give a damn about color but were open for men or even women who loved us? What if we had agency as well as White Guys? What if "superiority" was just a fucking joke about how some people have money and privilege and some don't? What if we didn't politicize skin color at all? What if Dylann Roof sat there for nearly an hour in a house of worship nearly thinking these people were awfully nice and maybe he shouldn't kill them--and then didn't?

I know it's punching down on this little ass, since I'm old enough to be Roof's mama, but maybe somewhere along this child's trajectory, someone should have told him that if, as a 9th grade drop-out, he was facing difficulties--that problem was his to fix by getting his GED and sorting out his job-having. It certainly wasn't a "black people" problem. It was a taking charge of his own life problem. Maybe when friends and acquaintances saw that he was talking about starting a race war, they could have intervened. What if, instead of being able to have a grandiose idea about sparking a civil war, he had voices in his head talking about ways to achieve instead of setting the blame on others?

He thought doing his thing, which was killing innocent, productive people, was a burden he was charged with. Racism let him get away with being a loser and feeling proud about it. Racism made this white boy a worse person than he ever needed to be. I am for getting rid of racism because it is certainly not helping white people at all. Racism and misogyny clearly screwed this little man up but good.