Limp Glenn Loury's Ivy-League Legacy as a Book-smart Black Mascot of White Liberals' Affirmative-Action Retardation
- By: Dr. Floyd
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Link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8IEsCnsSnxg
Analysis:
This morbidly obese, book-smart, ivy league, white-washed black nerd has a good point: he is so completely, helplessly consumed with a craving to sound smart that he is obsessed with, among other lackluster impediments, using hifalutin words where normal, simple words would work perfectly well—thus better. One can surely imagine how vapid were the general conversations between this high-browed, white-washed failure and his now-deceased spouse, she an economist too: MIT-trained (like limp Loury) ... and with a focus on "black studies" (i.e. anything but real scholarship, so that MIT could improve from the laughable tendency of failure among those unprepared blacks whom MIT—et al.—constantly, self-consciously farm as applicants, only to fail even more self-consciously as students). When lookin up Loury's wife, given that limp racists like Loury have nothing to show for themselves but their status as wordy black mascots for white liberals, I assumed that his wife would be white: a common psychosocial crutch rewarded to white-washed blacks in the ivy league and beyond. Instead, his wife was black—and overeducated and underthinking, like him; thus the attraction. But as to the surely tedious conversations between the two angry, vapid, wish-washed blacktivists: beyond general conversations, one can only imagine the weird white-washed way the two blacktivist failures talked about their son.
One would be unsurprised that limp Loury named his son after him—and refers to him not as "junior" but rather the very fancy "the second." One would also expect the son of two black mascots of white liberalism to be infected with the same limp, race-obsessions as his failure parents. Meanwhile, Loury junior indeed carries on the mantle of race-obsession from his failure parents. But junior carries black-mascotism to its final stage: where his mother blew, and his father blows, white folks only figuratively: junior blows white guys actually. Thus, again, it would have been eerie to have been a fly on the wall near those two blacktivist failures: hearing how proudly they must have talked about going, in just one generation, from lowly black parents, deigned the crumbs of white liberals' highest indoctrination centers—to now having a son who blows white guys. Perhaps now, in his golden years, this black mascot of Brown University could write about the importance of ivy league blacktivist failures surrendering their sons to an impotent life of mimicking procreation with white rectums. (One of the chapters could briefly feature limp Loury's other son—the ivy league astrophysicist...who hangs out with all his white friends...and "makes beats".)
–Dr. Floyd