A Black Slave and a Black Rapper

A black male American slave and a black male American rapper could look alike. But really, they’re two very different people.

When Mr. Blue first started reading Lacey he looked at her and symbolically identified her as a black rapper from 2005. But symbolically she’s more like black male slave pre Civil War.

“Oh! Joy! Today I get to polish the silver!” said Lacey with genuine happiness.

“Oh my god! She’s so pretentious!” Mr. Blue thought.

But…silver day…actually was fun and is fun for Lacey. It isn’t pretentious.

But it’s a mistake a lot of bourgeois people of today make with Lacey.

“She’s only received one thoughtful gift her entire life. And it was so peculiar Lacey has always worried she was somehow hurting the giver by receiving it.” says Lem. “She wasn’t. But it’s hard for her to figure out how to categorize it.”

Silence.

“‘Oh dear! Oh that’s not right!’ Lacey thought about it.” says Lem.

“What was it?” asks a slave.

“A brand new Barbie Doll when she was 10.” says Lem. “It’s shocking but people generally give her things that are…not for her. Or that are actually hurtful. She tries to cherish the thought, or what she imagines is the thought, but never really enjoys them, ever. They aren’t personal at all.”

“So she actually wanted that Barbie Doll?” asks a reader.

“Yes. And that’s the only time her birthday has ever been celebrated.” says Lem.

“Was she a nice little girl?” asks the reader.

“No. But she gave a real gift.” says Lem.

“For real?!?” asks Casi.

“Yes! …Lacey hasn’t been loved. People have given her things but only when she’s asked for something specific has she ever been given a loving gift.” says Lem. “But that’s essentially like buying your own gift.”

“And that’s…why…y’all thought you were in a higher class!” says a black slave. “People expect Lacey to be loving to them. They violently demand it. You all did the same thing to Queen Elizabeth II. And it’s why people misunderstand so much… You see someone who’s genuinely kind, unspoiled and just don’t care about the fact that they have rights too. And if they’re too noble or emotionally downtrodden or both you assume you’re more socio-economically elite.”

“That’s so odd.” says Lacey.

“To some extent I experienced it too.” says Saoirse.

Lacey laughs. “But why in the world…do people think it’s socioeconomic?!” She thinks. “Is it because they’re from poor families in the past and so they genetically assume that lack of love indicates poverty?! …If so they’re like demonic dogs, not humans.”

“You think non-Illuminati peasants might be evil beyond belief to people poorer to them?!” asks a peasant. “Like…we’re worse.”

“Oh! I know you all can be. …But is that all you are nowadays??” asks Lacey.

They think.

“They think it’s socioeconomic because…they don’t-“ starts a psychologist reading her blog.

Silence.

“Breathing dreams like air of being old money.” says Nancy thinking of herself and sounding self-deprecating.

“Lacey is old money.” says Lem.

“But she’s not loved.” says Nancy, confused.

“She’s also much prettier than you even with your surgery and weight loss.” says Lem.

“Okay?!?” says Nancy confused.

“So why do you sound so bloody patronizing?!” says Lem.

“Because I am…being kind.” says Nancy.

Lem scoffs. “You think by being mildly aware of Lacey’s humanity you’re being kind?!?” asks Lem.

“Her humanity isn’t real.” says Nancy in her spirit honestly.

“Why??” asks Tommy Banks.

“It’s-She’s evil. Anyone that rich and smart and nice and pretty isn’t human or it’s a lie.” says Nancy.

“Did the Kennedy family teach you that lie?” asks Lacey.

They think.

“They definitely contributed to it.” says a reader.

“They treated the Queen of England badly and then the Americans lied about it.” says Lacey. “The Kennedy family. They pretend to have been so close to Queen Elizabeth but in truth I suspect they were socioeconomic leeches. Crass. Idiotic. Disrespectful. Rude. Lordly to her. And then…they claimed to be real friends.”

“And whenever someone like her or Lacey try to stand up for themselves…they’re read the riot act. Like they’re evil embodied for being put off.” says Lem.

“So you genuinely…are put off?” asks a perfume hater.

“Yes!” says Lacey.

“What bag was Nancy supposed to carry?!” asks a perfume hater.

Lacey thinks. “She was supposed to be saving her money.” says Lacey. “So…a college fund for her daughter. Retirement. A property. And what’s left over? …Maybe one Louis Vuitton? Maybe a Louis Vuitton or one Chanel?”

“You think I’ve had that much money and wasted it over the years??” asks Nancy.

“Oh absolutely!” says Lacey. “Or a vacation to Europe and no useless masters degree from a for-profit university.”

Nancy thinks. Closes her eyes and cries. Because Lacey is right.

“So by pointing out that you’re real old money you’re trying to explain that you’ve been around. And your family knows their tricks.” says Nancy.

“Yes!” says Gudrun. “They’ve been trying to steal money from from immigrants who are new since immigrants first arrived.”

“Are you second or third generation?” asks Lacey.

Nancy nods.

“They find a way!” says Lacey.

Nancy thinks. “What did they try on all of you?!”

“When I first arrived they told me they’d contact my parents if I paid them money.” says Gunhild. “I knew better than to go to a for-profit university because we were in a higher class even in Norway…but I was still vulnerable.”

“And you didn’t have that much to give them?” asks a woman.

“No! They’re ruthless here.” says Gunhild. “I escaped, so to speak…but it’s common practice in America to viciously attack new immigrants to get money.”

“One new Speedy.” says Lacey about Nancy.

“Which size?” asks her husband.

“35? Maybe a bandoliere?” says Lacey. “Damier ebene?” She thinks. “And a vacation to Germany, France, the UK, Italy, Spain and the Bahamas.” says Lacey. “Not a masters degree.” She sighs. “But it’s too late for that I guess.”

“What about a Neverfull?!” asks Nancy.

Lacey takes a deep breath. “Maybe in monogram then.”

“Do you think a Chanel flap bag suits me?” asks Nancy.

“Enough! She’s not your concierge to good taste.” says Lem.

“That’s fine! I can do it on my own!” says Nancy.

“No! You really can’t. That’s what makes you feel sorry for yourself too, isn’t it?!” asks Truman Capote.

“We are all immigrants! It’s a nation of likeminded, homogeneous, happy little people. And they’re all hardworking, peppy, loving, poor, downtrodden Irish immigrants.” says JFK for the rest of history.

“That’s his ghostwritten message. Not his real mind!” says Edith Beale.

“Nancy and Lacey aren’t that much alike.” says Lem. “And they don’t know what to do about it.”

“The farmers of New Amsterdam aren’t the Norwegians. And the farmers of New Amsterdam are very confused about what Nancy wants.” says Tommy Banks on behalf of his daughter.

More later.

“My cousin attacked Lacey out of jealousy and ego. She was insecure. She felt threatened by Lacey and her entire family when she found out that Lacey‘s family had money and wouldn’t be impressed by what her and her husband had accomplished as much as she had thought that they would be. I am sure there are people in south America, and all over the world who have had a similar reaction probably accusing Lacey of being a prostitute or what have you simply for posting pictures of her face and expensive perfume that threatens their ego. I have worked with horses my entire life and I’m a very well respected trainer. I’ve worked on horses that have competed in the Kentucky Derby possibly even won. Lacey reminds me of a horse and giving her pedigree I wouldn’t challenge her to a horse race unless if you are of a similar nature and persuasion, how about that?” says Jill’s cousin in the afterlife.

“Is your family a big deal or are they kind of bourgeois??” asks Chris.

“Oh no there she’s right they’re we’re very very bourgeois. Very bourgeois, which is why it was so threatening to talk to Lacey because she sees through things and that’s why you all hate her too because most of you are bourgeois remember, or had you forgotten that already?” asks the man who trains horses.

“Is Lacey bourgeois at all??” asks a perfume hater hopefully.

“Was the Queen of England bourgeois in your estimation, you stupid little fuck?” asks Prince Philip.

“Yes, yes to me anyone who has old fashioned morals and isn’t new and hip and who has problems with contemporary scholarship seems bourgeois to me.” says the perfume hater.

“Oh, you mean like thinking the King James Bible is still a very valid and useful tool; understanding what a tool even is when it comes to warfare? Someone who actually has a concept of themselves in context, and isn’t just trying to find some way to the top?” asks Lacey.

“Yes because in my mind, the King James Bible is outdated, and new scholarship has to be better than previous scholarship, because in my mind we’re evolving towards something better, naturally.” says the gay perfume hater.

“That’s not actually scientific evolution. That’s the middle class popular common view of what evolution is that has permeated The Academy for decades at this point in their perception of their own scholarship, and everything else from the past.“ says Charles Darwin.

“Medical advances are not necessarily the same thing as do-called advances in the scholarly understanding of Egyptian history. But it’s perceived that way anything new has somehow by some scientific involuntary gravitational force has to be better at a lot of peoples minds, but that isn’t necessarily a given in reality.” says Lacey. “There may be some new understandings that are worth listening to and internalizing and taking seriously but there could be a lot more nuance and complication there then people ever want to generally admit to from my experience with talking to them.”

“Are you a flat earther or an anti-vacciner?!” asks a perfume hater.

“No but I am not surprised to hear you jump to that insult. You realize you’re making a class insult by accusing me of being those things to make yourself feel superior because you feel stupid?” says Lacey.

“What do you think of actual flat earth science aside from the insults because you know as well as I do that there are some people who are old money who actually secretly do believe in it. What do you think?“ asks a man.

“I think it’s romantic. I think it’s beautiful. I think it’s probably very Christian. And I don’t know that it’s something that is really as certain as they claim that it is. I don’t think it’s certain that it isn’t true to be perfectly honest; I think it’s fascinating, but I don’t think it’s-I think it’s an interesting thing to contemplate.” says Lacey.

“Do you know if I’m hearing you correctly you sound really elegant and posh and intellectual and I can’t handle that. Partially because then I have to realize that I should’ve just been nice to you and I should’ve realized that you probably see through me and you don’t respect me for a reason. But I can’t handle that. I just can’t handle that with my ego and it’s sad. So I’m just going to have to stop talking…however I’m even talking because I end-up on this blog lots of times and I don’t know how you are reading my thoughts, and it creeps me out. …But I will say that I I literally cannot handle it because it doesn’t sound like your for or against it. It just sounds so complex.” says the gay perfume hater.

“Well alright that’s probably true?” says Lacey.

“Lem was gay, he really was always happy constantly what Jack made him constantly happy even if he wasn’t able to be himself, he was happier being whatever it was Jack told him to be. Photos never lie and there’s no way that Lem could be smiling in every single photo and not have been that extraordinarily happy.” says Bobby. “He really was being himself. It was like he had transcended beyond asserting himself and his own needs, and he just became this nebulous, happy dotting, God-like figure. …I mean I was a saint all of the Kennedy boys were and we made him use heroin because we didn’t know what it was. …And he was the evil one that learned us into his web of God-like happiness. And he was the evil one that learned us into his web of God, like happiness.” he says seriously.

“Umm…so then he molested you or you had a wet dream about him?” asks a Millennial.

“No I I don’t recall ever saying either but if it if I had to pick I’d say oh I probably maybe had a little crush on him…but no it was never anything like that.” says Bobby.

“So then he never did anything, and you just had a crush on him?” asks a Millennial.

“Umm…he was a man before his time I know Lem would’ve probably been anti-vaccines. And yes that’s all that happened. I never attacked him and we didn’t know what heroin was back then we just thought it was sort of fun.“ says Bobby.

“I don’t think that’s true. I think you did know to some degree and I’m not sure Lem really would be anti-vaccines.“ says a Millennial.

“But how do you know that?“ asks Bobby.

“Why did you suddenly pop up to have to say this Bobby?” says a gay perfume hater.

“Because his mind works in such a way that logically he’s now starting to doubt that I was gay based on the inferences he can make from this conversation alone.” says Lem.

“What perfume are you wearing right now?“ the gay perfume hater asks Lacey.

“Cefiro.” says Lacey.

“Where are you going?“ asks the gay perfume hater.

“To a historical reenactment outdoors.” says Lacey.

“Yeah that sounds about right.” says the gay perfume hater.

More later.

…More tomorrow.