President Trump has afforded me the great honor to serve in his administration as the "Special Envoy for American Landowners." In this role, I look forward to representing and advocating for landowners’ rights against any entity that chooses to harass or intimidate them in an effort to achieve goals contrary to those of the President. I look forward to defending our farmers and ranchers🇺🇸
My name is William Michael Holte.
I’m AMERICAN, not AFRICAN-American.
So I don’t wear braids, two-strand twists, cornrows, or locs.
I don’t wear Kente cloth.
I don’t smoke weed or smell like it.
I don’t use the N-word.
I don’t celebrate Kwanzaa — I celebrate Christmas.
I don’t celebrate Juneteenth — I celebrate Independence Day.
I don’t listen to rap — I enjoy classical music.
I don’t wear my pants down under my butt.
I don't wear du-rags.
I don't pretend “We wuz kings,” or push fake ancient African empires.
I don’t blast music with the windows down.
I don’t eat soul food.
I don’t speak in AAVE or Ebonics.
I don’t demand reparations.
I don’t walk around with a permanent victim complex.
And, like the vast majority of fake 'African-Americans' in this country, I don't have any desire to go back to or live in Africa.
I'm Team AMERICA, ride or die.
Who’s with me on that?