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The Letter Series: Dear Racists, Bigots, and all other Hate-filled power players of society

I’ve been in a weird place this week. If you’ve been following me these last few weeks, I’ve been getting my spiritual house in order; listening to gurus and yogis, mostly Sadhguru with sprinkles of other teachers. I’m taking control of my bliss and choosing my happiness making sure that I focus on the positive experiences I’m having and not so much on the negative influences of the world. Then I listened to this, and now I have questions. You see, even if what he’s saying is only partially true, it still means that all of my efforts toward increasing pleasantness in my life are being actively trampled upon. Sadhguru says that unless someone is causing you physical harm, your displeasure is of your own making. Does that mean that as long as I’m not personally being beaten or shot at in the streets, that the jobs I haven’t gotten that would improve my ability to increase pleasantness or neighborhoods I can’t walk in simply because I was born Black and female… you probably see where I’m going with this.

3D TruthI don’t have to question the truth of any of what either Sadhguru or Dr. Claude Anderson have said. Even if there are half truths weaved in with the whole realities, my experiences creating my own joy as a human being and my experiences navigating through society as a Black person have proven both to be true. Crazy right? If I choose to ignore the injustices of the world, ignore the efforts of the racist, bigoted, hate-filled power players of society; accept my current position as my lot, I can create a world of endless joy for myself. All I have to do is give up on all of my hopes, my dreams, my aspirations… Just be happy to be alive and grateful that the sun came up on time today.

On the other hand, Sadhguru also says that pursuing pleasantness is a necessary element of being human. He explains that while internal pleasantness is completely within our control, that our external pleasantness depends on the cooperation of people and circumstance. This brings me to the point of today’s piece…


Dear Racists, Bigots, and all other Hate-filled power players of society; 

I don’t care about your quotas. I don’t care about your preconceived notions. I don’t care about your having a Black best friend. I don’t care that your third cousin’s half brother’s ex-wife’s uncle’s stepdaughter was a quarter Black on her grandfather’s side. What I do care about is that you, people like you, and your racially oblivious friends are killing my vibe. I want inner and outer pleasantness. I refuse to give up on my everything just so you can continue feeling superior. I refuse to support your status quo. I’m not asking for the 40 acres and a mule that was promised to the freed slaves of olde: that day has long passed. I’m not asking for the reparations that was given to the Jews after suffering the atrocities of Hitler’s Holocaust: that wouldn’t cover it anyway. I’m not asking for affirmative action: as of late it has been used as a tool to divide people and diminish our achievements. I’m not asking for welfare or anything you and yours might want to consider a hand out or a hand up: your so-called gifts tend to be laced with things like small pox and poison.

What I’m asking for is that you shut up, and get out of our way. More than that, I’m demanding it. Keep your media propaganda. Break your glass ceilings. Level your playing fields… better yet step out of the game. You’ve spent the last almost 16 years ruining a country that was once the greatest in the world over what? Maintaining a status quo that’s not even relevant anymore? Here’s the thing: you want pleasantness too. Wouldn’t your lives be a lot more pleasant if you could use all that negative energy doing something like… I don’t know, finding more creative ways to avoid taxes or keeping your recent stint in rehab a secret? You know you love appropriating all things Black as your own: wouldn’t it be easier to just let yourselves love us completely? See, I want you to find love, bliss, and happiness too. I don’t want to get in the way of your joy as long as it doesn’t involve you being in the way of mine. So, you stop impeding or in any way blocking my road to success and overall external pleasantness, and you can continue snorting cocaine off your favorite hooker’s ass while blasting your favorite Rick Ross remix. We all get to Do More & Require Better. Everyone wins.


Words Don’t Do It Justice: YOU are Forty Thousand Strong on our 2nd Anniversary

Just a reminder where we started.

Just a reminder where we started.

Words Don’t Do It Justice

“It was all a dream.

I used read word up magazine.”

I could keep going with that, but really I don’t feel like quoting too much of anyone else today. So let me address this with the style most comforting.

When this all began it was an idea.

The thought that we could give the world something in this blog that would be read by our friends, maybe a few co-workers and classmates. And every once in a while I’d get to deal with the issues I have to face on a daily basis by just ranting into a text window for 30 minutes to an hour and let the world read. Certainly if we accomplished that I would have called this a successful idea and when the view dwindled I’d close it up and say I had a good time.

But that isn’t what you did. And I say that isn’t what YOU did, because it is true. You are the reason this fun time didn’t turn into just another thing I used to do. YOU made it worth it to find Rufus, Ronin, Roddo, Rebellionista, Realistic Royalty, Princess Devy, Reign, The Revanchist, The Radical Ref, Carl McPhail, Xion, Driving Misty, Rhapsodic, Reason, Kudo, Rhythmic Journey, Revolution In A Jar, causeandeffect88, Bami O, Render Verdicts, Ruminated Thoughts, Keith Labell, Smooth Phuzion, Bree the V, TEH Bobbo, and all the people who wanted to commit but just didn’t have the time to write, be on the podcast, contribute music, or be interviewed.

That wasn’t just me plodding through on my own. That was you reading. That was you sharing. That was YOU telling the world our little corner of the internet was worth checking out. in the first year we did 3500 views. In 2 years we have done 40,000! Because of all of you. And now things are possible that weren’t not long ago. YOU made this happen. People asked me when I started what I expected. They asked me what I wanted. I just wanted people to listen to my thoughts sometimes. It was so simple back then. Now? Now I want the sky and everything beyond. lol just kidding.

Now I want to give you more of what you come here for. So covering Gaming, and other topics, We’re proud to announce that Nine To Five Gamer will be joining us run by Bami O. Look for the official page as well as forums soon. You’re going to read pieces from many of our alumni writers. And that long-awaited revamp/update to the site. I can’t promise you we’ll turn into a Super Villain run Huffington Post by tomorrow. Heck I can’t even promise that by next year. But I can promise we will keep hitting these hot topics with our cold analysis. I can promise we are committed to giving you what you came here for. And I can promise you I WILL NEVER FORGET what drives Words Don’t Do It Justice. Because what drives us is YOU!

My humanity wants to cry by my Super Villainy is smiling too hard and is too excited. Thank you all. THANK YOU. Every super fan. Every random reader Every casual person who checked us out a few times or just once. THANK YOU FOR ALL OF THIS FROM ALL OF US! We couldn’t have done all this without you. Words Do Not Do YOU Justice!

– THE Ruthless Wonder

Happy Anniversary… I mean … Happy New Year!!!

Reign's 2015Yeah… that’s what I meant… Happy New Year folks. And what a year it was. I promised to call you out, piss you off, and talk about random stuff that interests me. After reviewing all of my posts, I’m pleased to say I kept up my end of the bargain… You guys; Not so much. So here’s the question: What have you learned this year? What have you done? I know *I’ve* done a lot of Reflecting, and I’ve invited you all to participate in my journey.

Remember the angry days when I was sounding off about race classification, or that time I went in on my fellow Black people? Or that fool who went on a killing spree because he couldn’t get laid? Those were not good times, but you shared them with me. And how about when we talked about relationships, self love, and my own struggle with my image? Believe it or not, those were good times, and I shared them with you too.

Looking back, you’d have thought we could only talk about race relations but so much until I had to embrace my lack of decorum and the Supreme Court ruling against Affirmative Action in of all places, schools. We had to discuss Ferguson, “White Privilege,” and people choosing to focus on race when they shouldn’t. Oh, and by the way, the assault on schools didn’t just end with Affirmative Action… Nope, we had people shooting them up again.

Looking forward, I think we’ll keep this positivity train moving forward. Of course I am committed to sounding off about social injustices and current events, but I think MJ said it best:

If you wanna make the world a better place, take a look at yourself and make a change.

I might have been forced to change my name to Reign Justice by a fascist FaceBook, this is still the Reign of Change. You can expect to have more notes to take in Self Improvement 101. I’ll have a few more letters to add to The Letter Series, and since writing is how I’ve decided to treat my ails, you’ll have to clutch your pearls because of my Decorum Deficiency Disorder, so consider yourself warned. We’ll be checking your Depth Perception and making PSA’s as necessary, and I’ll still expect you to Dig Deep.

So here’s the answer: you’ve made it with me to another year. Congratulations folks, we’ve earned it! Between technical difficulties and my ongoing struggle with Decorum Deficiency Disorder, I feel like we’ve grown so much closer. I just want to thank all of you for reading me this year, sharing your stories with me, and letting me share mine. I look forward to even more learning, sharing, and growing with you… and as always…

Do More. Require Better.


Welcome to 2015.

Words Don’t Do It Justice: Breaking News

Just a reminder where we started.

Just a reminder where we started.

Over the weekend we were very close to an amazing achievement.

On Monday it was so tantalizingly close I was thinking of dropping a post just to help push it over after the Holidays Don’t Do It Justice post.

But Tuesday Night after Posts from Ruminated Thoughts and of course from THE Ruthless Wonder reacting to the decision by the Darren Wilson Grand Jury, we hit a milestone that if I’m honest I didn’t expect until 2015.


On Behalf of the Weekends Don’t Do It Justice Writers Reason, Kudo, Xion, and Lucremo.

On Behalf of the Words Don’t Do It Justice Guest Bloggers, The Justice League.

On Behalf of the Words Don’t Do It Justice Alumni writers

On Behalf of the Keith Labell and Smooth Phuzion who provide music for The WDDIJcast and The WRATH of Ruthless.

On Behalf of Reign, The Revanchist, Ruminated thoughts, and Ronin

And on Behalf of 314 Publishing, Imperial Dreams Productions, and WORDS DON’T DO IT JUSTICE

THE Ruthless Wonder is proud to announce that as of November 25th, 2014 Words Don’t Do It Justice has reached 9,200 views!

ALL Because of YOU!

ALL Because of YOU! Photo edit credit: JohnHenry Balsa

And we have you to thank.

Every one of you who shares us with you friends on facebook and your followers on twitter.

Every one of you who comes back even on days when no one has posted just to see if something is dropping.

Every one of you who has stuck by us since my very first post to this very day.

Thank you for being our superfans.

Thank you for believing in us.

Words do no do you justice.


I could say it a thousand times and it wouldn’t be enough. But I’ll say it one more time.

We love you all.

Thank you!


THANK YOU! Photo Edit Credit: Steven Cockrell

– YOUR Ruthless Wonder

Ruthless Grab bag: A Prelude to tomorrow

A Prelude to tomorrow

Tomorrow I’ll be back for a second piece on voting. But today I wanted to give you a bit of my more normal blogging. Things have been tight and contested around the home of your favorite super villain, and it has kept me from going at some things that have come up. So let’s start getting into them with a nice grab bag.


John Grisham is an idiot, and I’m weary of him and other idiot old white men

So I want to address this now because I’m a person who has talked at length about how much I read and that I’ve read every one of his books including Playing for Pizza(Yes, yes I did). As a reader of his books I was actually pretty shocked by the comments. But as someone waiting to hear the magic words that I can be sworn in as an attorney I was disgusted. Look folks there is just no sensible way to excuse what he said. For those that don’t know Grisham said this while defending a friend who had been convicted of having child pornography.

“We have prisons now filled with guys my age. Sixty-year-old white men in prison who have never harmed anybody, would never touch a child. But they got online one night and started surfing around, probably had too much to drink or whatever, and pushed the wrong buttons, went too far and got into child porn. I have no sympathy for real pedophiles. But so many of these guys do not deserve harsh prison sentences, and that’s what they’re getting. They haven’t hurt anybody, ok? They deserve some type of punishment, whatever. But ten years in prison? A friend of mine, ten years ago, was drinking. His drinking was out of control. And he went to a website—it was labeled, 16-year-old wannabe hookers, or something, some stupid website. And it said, 16-year-old girls. So he went there. Downloaded some stuff. It was 16-year-old girls who looked 30. You know, they were all dressed up and whatever. He shouldn’t have done it, it was stupid. But it wasn’t 10-year-old boys and he didn’t touch anything. And golly, a week later there was a knock on the door. FBI. And it was a sting set up by the Royal Canadian Mounted Police to catch people—sex offenders. And he went to prison for three years.”

– John Grisham

Now let’s look at that for a second or two. His friend, who’s readmission to the bar Grisham backed, was on a website labelled 16 year old hookers. And viewed and downloaded video and or pictures of 16 year old girls. And he doesn’t think that the 3 year sentence was right. Further, he doesn’t think they are quote “real” pedophiles. Now you aren’t going to get me to spend much time dealing with the US prison system in a positive light. Part of that is that we allow for profit prisons. Part of that is we have a penal system based on severity punishment instead of rehabilitation, so we just make better criminals instead of making less of them. But if there is a group who needs to realize the depths of their depravity it is this lot. And like a few people have mentioned I’m concerned what might be on his computer. But to put a bow on this and give you perspective, the friend he was talking about? Yeah he said he deserved the punishment he received. NEXT TOPIC!

Lena Dunham(And I promise unless something becomes important this will be the only time I talk about her in a blog post)

So I ran across an article talking about this book Lena Dunham has out in stores and I was a bit bothered by the idea that she feels so comfortable with the story it told. I was even more bothered at her response to being called out on it. But I can’t say I was surprised when she was later defended by her throngs of supporters. For those who don’t know Ms Dunham details…You know what? Just read this link I’ll wait a bit for you…

 “I shared a bed with my sister, Grace, until I was seventeen years old. She was afraid to sleep alone and would begin asking me around 5:00 P.M. every day whether she could sleep with me. I put on a big show of saying no, taking pleasure in watching her beg and sulk, but eventually I always relented. Her sticky, muscly little body thrashed beside me every night as I read Anne Sexton, watched reruns of SNL, sometimes even slipped my hand into my underwear to figure some stuff out. Grace had the comforting, sleep-inducing properties of a hot-water bottle or a cat.”


You done? Okay so in that snippet she is talking about when she is 7 and her sister is 1 and 2 years old. In a piece not included this behavior apparently continued until she was 17. Both the sexual and non-sexual gratification of herself through what she did or  coerced out of her sister. But as you can see, the indie darling responded to someone calling her out on this disturbing issue by saying is wrong with us. And calling her detractors the ones with the problem. It is interesting that she has a problem with people calling her a sexual predator when in the book she does the same but think about that later I have stuff to continue to on her.

This will inevitably piss off more of our readers but I don’t find her particularly interesting. And I think her show is more whitewashed NYC bullshit. Don’t worry, I know you just rage stomped your keyboard to call me names. And I’m not done. So this constant trend of HBO and Showtime to do “white people problems” shows(Credit:’s After hours), means that shows like hers get picked up and shows like Treme don’t get to stick around. I’m not okay with that, but that could be an entirely different blog post. Her show thrives on white girl awkwardness and her being the most likely of the supposed “unlikely” advocates for feminism and body acceptance. And as the site’s resident fat guy I’m pretty sure I can take shots at this second one. She has said over and over that she shows herself naked over and over because people tell her she shouldn’t. That’s her brand of feminism, and acceptance. Fine. Guess who doesn’t give a single fuck? You guessed it. ME!

Where I have a problem is the horrid character arcs, and missue of the randomly appearing POCs on the show. Chief among these Donald Glover. Why? Because here you have an actor who has cred with comedy, and more serious fare who you’ve decided to have play against type as a soft-spoken black republican law student. PERFECT!  What happens? No build up, no interaction with most of the cast, no real time on the show, some faux outrage, and gone. Dude hasn’t even been back on the show since then to randomly give her shit. I was convinced into giving her show a chance by that appearance. And because of it, I was done. It was as forced as her comments on race. So whitewash NYC, have no thought about the things you claim to do. But people should forgive you cause Childish Gambino once came on to be a fetishized black male sex partner? Pathetic. I hope the show gets cancelled after low ratings from all this. Don’t you love these Grab Bags? NEXT TOPIC!

Dear Stupid People(I thought about calling this in defense of WDDIJ)

So Apparently Reign’s piece The Letter Series: Dear White People still seems to be ruffling feathers for calling out white people. And apparently my vocal support of the film Dear White People has people calling me a reverse racist. Now I won’t dare address the idea that you people read WDDIJ and didn’t notice the piece about the difference between a bigot and a racist. But exactly when did this site’s readers become so blind to ignore reality? Has my podcast vacation truly been that devastating(Don’t worry it’ll be back soon) Look I’m not going to give this much time. But If you’ve become so disillusioned that you thought I, or indeed ANY writer on WDDIJ were going to back off of calling out people who are particularly antagonistic to the human experiment…well I won’t miss you when you leave. White, black, tan, Purple, green, American, Chinese, Japanese, Arab, Latino, German, Dutch, I really don’t care what you ID as. Reign’s letter series took on everyone. And I’ve never held back on any Ethnic Classification including my own. Now I have a lot more to say but that’s for tomorrow besides…WORDS DON’T DO IT JUSTICE!


– THE Ruthless Wonder

The Letter Series: Dear Propagandists

To those of you who create the narrative that encourages and promotes war and crimes against humanity; the likes of which we should never condone in so-called civilized society, I implore you to quiet your rantings. Usurpers

The propaganda machine is running hot; every day there’s a new report or seeminglyWar is peace. Freedom is slavery. Ignorance is strength. ~ The Ministry of Propaganda ~ random newly discovered factoid that just has to be discussed right away. There are terrorist cells hiding in every Mosque and no Westernized nation is safe. All of the freedoms and liberties that we have sacrificed in favor of a false sense of security is precariously hanging off the proverbial shoulders of our war-weary nation… a waste? The evil doers are laying in wait to kidnap and behead our citizens, and apparently, even after they have gone to hell, we’re supposed to follow them there… I guess to make sure they stay dead this time… which (news flash) they never do.

Tonight, on the eve of what has become one of the most important days in American, if not international history, our President addressed the nation, and basically said that we will be going to war with ISIS (the Islamic State of Iraq also known as ISIL), that we won’t be committing our men and women in uniform to ground-based combat, and that we’ll be helping to save the lives of thousands of people and potential people. Do you feel safer Propaganda-pushers? How about you Citizens of the World; do you feel safer? Do you feel like freedom and democracy for all is being protected?

Here’s the thing, we can seek out and destroy every terrorist, foreign and domestic, and there will always only be more terrorists to seek out and destroy. Claiming that we can somehow use war to quell the voices of extremists, again, foreign and domestic, is a dangerous lie to tell. The whole reason there is an ISIS to worry about is because of the war we just walked away from not even 3 years ago. The reason we ended up fighting that and the war in Afghanistan is because of the time before that that we engaged Saddam Hussein. War doesn’t solve anything.

Now, I’m no fool. I’m not all kittens and cuddles with rose-colored glasses expecting us to hug it out with the crazies singing kumbaya. They don’t make a peace pipe big enough to quell that many centuries of cultural rage. All I’m saying is that suggesting that somehow rallying the troops and getting the populace all angry and scared isn’t going to solve the problem either. This is one of this situations where we really are damned if we do, and damned if we don’t; if for no other reason than because of the known unknowns, and the unknown unknowns. So…

Dear propagandists,
Shut up. You aren’t helping. Things are hard enough to figure out without you trying to push your agenda on us every minute of every day. Get yourselves a different life. Require yourselves to be better, because let’s face it, right now you suck hairy, sweaty, sandy, terrorist balls, and they’re supposedly not into that sort of thing.

Say less. Do more. Require better.

Ministry of Propaganda plaque

The Letter Series: Dear White People…

I don’t feel sorry for you. I know that you are not responsible for what your ancestors did. I know that you are probably good people who just want to live life and enjoy your personal pursuits of happiness. You are on the other hand responsible for how you act and fail to act now. You are responsible for the injustices that are allowed to continue now. Your freedom to move on with your life unaffected and oblivious to your neighbor’s struggle comes at a very high price that you will never be required to pay… because it has already been paid in blood, strife, poverty, and the inequity suffered by people of color all over this country, and the world.

I’m not going to beat you over the head with gimmicky titles like “White Privilege,” or even gut punch you with what a few bad law enforcement officials have done. I just want you to take a moment to consider what you have actually done to contribute to the state of affairs right now. Have you personally engaged anyone in a conversation that acknowledges this nation’s problem with race? Have you spoken up when someone you know said something racially repugnant when there weren’t any people of color around? Have you stopped clutching your purse or feeling for your wallet when you’ve found yourself alone and in proximity of a person of color? Have you stopped assuming that every Black person has to listen to and enjoy rap? Have you stopped ending statements you think are complementary with “… for a Black girl/boy…” and not thought it either? Have you even thought about the things you do that might be offensive to any of your 5 black friends?

You see, like many other people of color, I have spent my life trying to ignore the injustices and inequity. I have applied and interviewed for jobs. I have had the quality of my work and content of my character questioned. I have been wrongly accused by people I thought were my friends. I have been backhanded by statements meant to be complimentary…

I was taught in junior high school that I was not allowed to be a statistic. which meant that I wasn’t allowed to have children out of wed lock; not because of religion or standard of propriety, but because that’s all that You would expect of me. I wasn’t allowed to not go to college; not just because education is important, but because I am Black, and Black girls aren’t expected to make it that far. I wasn’t allowed just be average; not just because I could do better and be more, but because being average as a Black girl meant that I would never even come close to being able to compete with an average anyone else, and thus I needed to be extraordinary just to be even with the average not Black girl.

Extraordinary Black Woman

Dear White People,
I do not feel sorry for you, and I don’t feel sorry for myself either. I am extraordinary… ok, so maybe I do feel just a bit sorry for you. I’m sorry that your capacity for ignorance has been fostered, coddled, and encouraged one generation after another, while Black people have been forced to bear burdens and strife that has made us stronger and more resilient to adversity, one generation after another. With every back-handed compliment my skin gets as thick as it is Black, and I get better, smarter, and more brilliant every time you force me to act like your ignorance is a non-factor to my continued existence. With every feigned smile and false praise, I get to be that positive representation of what a Black person really is; I get to help one more of You shed one more ill-conceived notion. I get to be that extraordinary Black girl whom you met that one time… one of Your 5 Black friends… one of the good ones…

I just hope that one day You will acknowledge what Your ancestors did; that You will claim Your privilege, and that You do take a moment to think about the things You do that might be offensive to any of Your 5 black friends… that You might one day require more and better of Yourself, because You finally realize the price of Your blissful ignorance is just too high.

Do More. Require Better.