Liam, What the FUCK Were you Thinking????

Mame Bougouma Diene

Liam, I’m not mad at you.

Well, actually I am. What the fuck were you thinking?

No one asked you if you were racist, had racist thoughts before, or felt compelled to act them out.

Everybody loves you as an actor, damn, Key and Peele even have a skit about you you’re so awesome.

Liam, what the fuck were you thinking?

I’ve had racist feelings and thoughts too, everybody has at some point.

Anybody who says otherwise is a lying sack of shit.

But come on Liam, what the fuck were you thinking?

Haven’t you payed attention to social media at all in the forty years since you wanted to clobber a brother?

I’m glad I didn’t run into you then is all I’m saying.

Also, I’m pretty happy you didn’t find anybody to murder, we would have all missed out on great movies.

Just a thought but you couldn’t find a single black person to batter in a week?

Sounds like there was a shortage of black people in your neck of the woods at the time.

You know that blaming black people is something white people do all the time right?

Like seriously, all the time. It’s actually crazy how often that happens if you think about it.

Just saying.

But Liam, what the fuck were you thinking?

Seriously. Like WHAT THE FUCK were you thinking?

There is no forgiveness in this game.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t actually hate black people.

It doesn’t matter that you’re a great actor.

It doesn’t matter that you made that confession. Because no one asked you to.

What the fuck were you thinking Liam?

Seriously, dude, what the fuck were you thinking?

That you would come out redeemed? A better person for confessing?

That somehow black people who have been lynched and murdered by racist assholes for centuries, and probably even yesterday, would give you preferential treatment?

That this would somehow boost your career?

Your PR coach is a moron, Liam.

Either that or they’re really pissed at you and you stepped right into it.

You really should have kept your silly mouth shut, Liam.

You’re no hero.

You are a sick actor though.

Perhaps you’re confused about which one you are since shooting Taken.

The fuck if I know, I’m just stunned you were that stupid.

What the fuck were you thinking Liam?

Seriously, Liam, what the fuck were you thinking?

Sincerely, a black fan.

Mame Bougouma Diene is a Franco –Senegalese American humanitarian living in Brooklyn, New York with his fiancée, and the US/Francophone spokesperson for the African Speculative Fiction Society (http://www.africansfs.com/). You can find his work in Brittle Paper, Omenana, Galaxies Magazine, Edilivres, Fiyah!, Truancy Magazine, EscapePod, and Strange Horizons, and in anthologies such as AfroSFv2, AfroSFv3 (Storytime), Myriad lands (Guardbridge Books), You Left Your Biscuit Behind (Fox Spirit Books), This Book Ain’t Nuttin to Fuck Wit (Clash Media), Sunspot Jungle (Rosarium publishing). His collection Darks Moons Rising on a Starless Night was published in 2018 by Clash Books, and is nominated for a Splatterpunk Award. He has more work coming out in 2019 in a bunch of random places.

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