1. My bio father, Kenyan journalist Philip Ochieng, was speaking truth to power and being jailed for it before two-digit IQ black overseers learned to stop pooping their pants.
2. With that heritage and legacy, I can't help but laugh when said overseers try to shame me for voicing my opinion and, at the same time, whine about me allegedly "siccing" my followers on them via Social Media.
3. My father and I disagree politically, but none of these overseers -- these Social Media black warriors against dissenting opinion -- are fit to shine the bottom of my father's shoes.
4. And the ironic thing about my father's long- ago imprisonment is this: those who jailed him were wearing his same skin color.
5. The Social Media black overseers would try to do this to dissenters, too, if they weren't such p*ssies.
6. Blessedly, they are confined to online advocacy, often wearing fake names -- which emboldens them.
I enjoy toying with them, and never take them seriously. Such cowards are only good for mockery, which proves that everyone has a purpose in life.
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I enjoy toying with them, and never take them seriously. Such cowards are only good for mockery, which proves that everyone has a purpose in life.
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