The farce, of course, is that this impudent “resistance” movement deliberately chooses marshmallow-soft targets where they will encounter absolutely no resistance of any kind to their trespassing.
ATTN WHITE Man, I have no guilt disturbing your brunch. Its YOU that has no right to be here. #blackbrunchnyc pic.twitter.com/mFRq5Q9hbe
— Camila ibanez (@QuePasaApaza) January 4, 2015
America’s social justice movement has reached a critical turning point. The left’s bravest young warriors for change have turned … back to 1989 and borrowed costumes from Janet Jackson’s “Rhythm Nation” music video.
Clad in black-ops black from head to toe with fists held high, stylin’ members of the so-called “Black Brunch” brigade look like they’re ready to break into some old-school New Jack Swing dance moves. And 5, 6, 7, 8!
But seriously, all you hate-mongering, racist oppressors. You must banish your colonialist, imperialist and patriarchal impulses to mock. The “comrades” (yes, they really call themselves that) who don the solidarity-enhancing Black Brunch costume are sending a revolutionary, transformative message: This is war!
On your omelettes.
This weekend, an organizing manual obtained and published by the Weasel Zippers blog (which was subsequently knocked offline for 12 hours by retaliatory activists) explained the Black Brunch agenda. Only those who are “black and of the African diaspora” received the guide. Black Brunch, they were told, is “a form of resistance and a direct action tactic” to “reclaim our humanity and right to unapologetically hold space in public.”
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