CRT Scam (Racial Vengeance)

CRT’s Got Some Explainin’ to Do. What’s good, my boys? It’s your ol’ man, Papa, back on the mic for 4 Da Boys, where we hack through the world’s nonsense with a dull axe and a grin that says, “Nice try, pal.” Today we’re divin’ into the Critical Race Theory swamp—CRT, the buzzword that’s got folks either preachin’ it like gospel or swingin’ at it like a piñata. Some call it truth; others say it’s a hate-fueled jab at white folks.

Me? I’m leanin’ toward the piñata, and I’m gonna break it open in five points, with that side-eye humor you boys love. So, grab a brew, kick back, and let Papa—strummin’ his guitar like a man fightin’ a losing battle—lay it out for ya.

Point 1: Systemic Racism—CRT’s Big Opening Act Alright, boys, CRT’s got a story to tell, and it ain’t about your neighbor callin’ someone a name at the bar. They say racism’s baked into the system—laws, schools, banks, all rigged to keep white folks sittin’ pretty while everyone else’s scrappin’ for scraps. Sounds like a college lecture, sure, but here’s where it gets dicey: when you say the system’s built for white people, you’re kinda sayin’ every white guy’s cashin’ checks from the oppression bank, whether he’s a CEO or a dude flippin’ burgers. Hateful? Maybe not in the professor’s office, but when you’re slappin’ a whole race with the “oppressor” tag, it’s gonna feel like a backhand to the boys out there hustlin’.

Point 2: CRT’s History’s Got One Villain, Guess Who? CRT’s takin’ a red pen to history. They’re sayin’ the Constitution, the Founding Fathers, hell, even ol’ Betsy Ross sewin’ the flag—it’s all part of a grand scheme to keep white power locked in. Slavery, redlining, Jim Crow? (All Demoncrat inventions by the way) All on the whiteboard as proof America’s built on a big, racist lie.

Now, history’s got its scars, no question, but CRT’s spinnin’ it like white folks were out here plottin’ like cartoon bad guys. Your uncle, who busted his ass drivin’ a truck, gets tossed in the same villain pile just ‘cause he’s pale. Parents are ragin’—kids comin’ home from school thinkin’ their great-grandpa was a Klansman. That ain’t teachin’, boys; that’s a shakedown. When you make one race the fall guy for every wrong, don’t be shocked when it feels like a spit in the eye.

Point 3: Whiteness, the Big Bad Wolf Here’s where CRT cranks up the heat, boys. They say “whiteness” ain’t just your skin—it’s a whole power grab, a golden ticket to the good life. Some scholar called it “property,” like you’re stashin’ privilege in your toolbox next to the duct tape. Sounds like a wild theory, right? But when you’re sayin’ bein’ white is the root of the problem, you’re not just talkin’ systems—you’re pointin’ fingers. “Whiteness” is the new scarlet letter, and I’m sittin’ here, strummin’ my out-of-tune guitar, thinkin’, “Man, that’s a helluva way to make the boys feel like they’re the bad guy just for showin’ up.”

Hateful? Keep callin’ someone’s race a sin, and you’re not analyzin’—you’re startin’ a bar fight.

Point 4: Equity’s Bill—Guess Who’s Footin’ It? Now, CRT ain’t just whinin’—they got fixes. Affirmative action, reparations, all that “equity” talk to right history’s wrongs. Sounds absurd especially when you see it in action: white kids gettin’ passed over for college ‘cause of diversity quotas, or some poor schmuck losin’ a gig for failing to check a DEI box. The Supreme Court even dropped the hammer in ‘23, sayin’ race-based admissions are a no-go.

When your big solution means tellin’ Tommy he’s gotta sit out ‘cause his skin’s too light, that’s gonna stir up some bad blood. CRT’s pushin’ policies that feel like a tax on bein’ white, and boys, that’s where the “hate” vibe starts stickin’ like mud on your boots. Ain’t about justice—it’s about flippin’ the script and subjecting.

Point 5: Schools and the Great Guilt Trip Last one, boys, and it’s a doozy. CRT’s creepin’ into classrooms—not always by name, but you feel it. Kids are gettin’ lessons on “white privilege” or how America’s a racist machine before they can tie their shoes right. Homework where little Johnny’s gotta write about how his whiteness is holdin’ back his classmates. I’m serious, boys—kids come home from school cryin’, thinkin’ they’re the devil ‘cause they’re white.

That’s not learnin’; that’s a mind game. When you’re makin’ a kid feel like trash for his skin, you’re not buildin’ a better world—you’re settin’ up a grudge match. CRT’s defenders say it’s just truth-tellin’, but truth don’t need to kick a 10-year-old in the teeth to make a point.  And it’s NOT EVEN the Truth, It’s a bald faced lie.

Papa’s Send-Off: Alright, boys, let’s wrap this up before my guitar strings snap from embarrassment. CRT’s pitchin’ itself as a deep dive into America’s dirty laundry, but it’s got a bad habit of paintin’ white folks as the stain that won’t come out. From callin’ out “whiteness” like it’s a crime to pushin’ policies that feel like a penalty for bein’ born, it’s screamin’ “anti-white.”

Hateful? When you’re shamin’ kids, sidin’ out workers, and writin’ history like a one-sided rap sheet, you’re lightin’ a match in a room full of gas. So, boys, keep your eyes peeled, your drinks frosty, and your BS radar on full blast. This is Papa, strummin’ his sorry-ass guitar and signin’ off for 4 Da Boys. Stay tough, stay true, and we’ll catch ya next time.

Music by Pufino