Dear Michelle Obama.
Let me school your miserable muthafuckin ass since you can’t seem to remember how blessed you are.
You are married to the first Black president in American history.
You are the first Black First Lady in American history.
Because of that, you and Barack left the White House richer than when yall slithered into it.
Because of that, your Black ass got a multi-million-dollar book deal.
Because of that, you and your FAKE ASS HUSBAND walked away with a $60 million Netflix deal.
Because of that, yall own mansions.
Because of that, yall own beachfront property.
Because of that, yalls kids and grandkids are set for life.
Because of ALL OF THAT, your family’s net worth is over $100 million.
And yet you got the muthafuckin nerve to still get on stage whining like you picking cotton in 1855 instead of sipping champagne in Martha’s Vineyard.
No Black American woman will ever be as privileged as you are bitch.
So sit your ungrateful, race-hustling ass down and thank the country you spent 8 years shitting on.
America gave you EVERYTHING.
The least you could do is shut the fuck up and smile, ho.
“If you have a foundational belief in God, there is nothing this world can do to you.”
Hollywood star Rob Schneider encourages thousands of students to fear nothing but God.
Jesus is Lord. 🙏
"It took me 37 years to look around and realize — I’ve never been disrespected by a white person."
"Propaganda is real."
He says white folks show him love, while his own community attacks him just for thinking differently.
This man said he’d be embarrassed if his kids were on EBT, it means he failed them, unless they're blind, crippled, or mentally ill. A blind man he used to worked with at the phone company used Braille to do his job, so no excuses for able-bodied folks. If your kids are on food stamps without good reason like tragedy or job loss, you've failed to prepare them for success.
I am sick and tired of these lazy young people who think the world owes ‘em a participation trophy just for waking up before noon.
Back in my day, we didn’t “wake up and check our mental health,” we woke up and checked to see if the coffee pot was still working because we had to get to WORK!
You soy toys wouldn’t last five minutes in the real world. You get “burnout” from working a remote job in your pajamas. You got carpal tunnel from scrolling TikTok and anxiety from reading emails!
Try shovelin’ snow just to get to school, then come talk to me about stress, princess!
When I was your age, if you wanted something, you earned it. We didn’t “manifest” success, we worked overtime, skipped lunch, and hoped our boss didn’t die before we got a raise.
Nowadays, you post a motivational quote and call yourself a “content creator.” You’re sitting in your mom’s basement making lip-sync videos and DoorDashing Starbucks to your front porch!
Y’all can’t even mow your own lawns! You hire a landscaper, a pool guy, and a dog walker for your emotional support pug! You’ve got therapy for your therapy dog!
And what’s with these new pronouns? My pronouns were “get” and “to work.”
You can’t fix anything, either! You break something, you Google it for five minutes, give up, and buy a new one. I once fixed a transmission with duct tape, a butter knife, and several cuss words.
Every one of you is “finding yourself.” Well, you know where I found myself? At a job. On time. With a sack lunch and no Wi-Fi.
You don’t need “self-care.” You need a swift kick in the ambition!
Learn to save some money. AND you don’t need that crap from the TikTok shop!! Trust me they’re lying when they say, “this sold out last time and I’m lucky to get my hands on one of these!”
We are all so fucking lucky.
We are the luckiest mfers in history.
You can fly anywhere on Earth in less than 24 hours.
Your great-grandfather died within 50 miles of his birthplace.
You can talk to anyone alive from your pocket, for free.
You can start a business from your toilet.
You can learn ANYTHING, instantly, for free.
Nearly everyone before you died young, never left their village, had three career options.
They’d sell their fucking souls for ONE DAY of your life.
Travel the world. Make friends. Build cool shit. Enjoy it. We won the lottery.
You can just do things.
So go do them.
Plan later what.
Fortune favors the fast.
I have to remind myself that the algorithm promotes the dumbest most polarizing content
Which gives you the illusion that the collective thinks like that.
Makes you emotional which produces engagement.
Which gives you a false sense of reality.
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