1. There once was a man named Tyrone who resided in of the most hostile part of black society, a small town called Tisha towards the east, outside of the city called Dysfunction. Each day that he saw go by held an uncertainty as to whether he would see the next.
2. He lived his life in a manner much like his fathers, unproductive, rioting, taking what he desired by force, not following the laws of the land.
3. There was also another man called Simon who was also of the same town. Simon was a good man, humble, kind, respectful, he treated others much like he would’ve treated himself.
4. And it came to pass on the occasions that Simon would take rest outside of his house that he observed Tyrone and his interactions with the brethren and the women of the town. Simon knew Tyrone, they would greet each other in passing, however they hadn’t yet made long conversation.
5. And in time Simon observed how coarse the mannerisms of Tyrone were towards the woman of the vicinity, yet at the same time he noted that the women still flocked towards him and paid him much attention.
6. And Simon said unto himself, I will ask of this man how he can entreat the women of the town with such rigour and contempt and yet they still love him.
7. And it came to pass in the process of time that as Simon was going about his own errands that he met Tyrone in the way and sought to use the opportunity to question him concerning his relations with the Tishan women.
8. And as Simon approached Tyrone he greeted him in the manner as he did in past times and thereafter said unto him, sir, I have observed your interactions with the local women here, thou treatest them horribly and with contempt, thou will use them for thine own desires and yet these women still flock towards thee, how is this possible?
9. And Tyrone laughed out aloud and said unto him, Simon, thou art a fool of the highest order, thou hast no wisdom nor any understanding concerning this matter. Has thou not seen how these women conduct themselves like the harlots of the local market, how they open their legs to every man that walketh by, how their mouths utter communications full of filth day and night?
10. How they adorn themselves with the garments of prostitution, how they wear the hair of women from other nations upon their heads, how they deck themselves in much jewellery, how they paint their faces so as no man can recognise them, how they extend their nails, how they fix themselves to wear different colours in their eyes, how they are loud, unruly, rebellious, contentious, riotous, disobedient, unholy, bestow no respect upon their men, bear many bastard children, declare themselves as independent women who needeth not a man?
11. Are these not the same women who slay the blood of the innocent each day and say nothing? They take the life of an unborn child as if it is the crushing of an insect, they feel no pity, nor remorse nor sorrow concerning these evil works. They hate and loath the children of a darker complexion yet praise and worship children of a lighter hue.
12. Are not these not the same women whose private areas and nether regions stink like the mire and who’s feet go down into the lowest, deepest, darkest depths of hell? Hast thou not seen how full of diseases these women are and how they take pleasure in the contamination of others? Are you yet without understanding concerning these things o Simon?
12. Moreover Tyrone said, hast thou not read in the scriptures of Dey Dey, how these types of women are to be treated? What profit would it be of myself to treat of much value that which is valueless? Hast thou not pondered upon the Chronicles of Skeet and the writings of J Boogie, how they have declared it fruitless to treat with respect those who cannot even respect themselves?
13. And Simon said unto Tyrone, I have not heard of these writings neither have I pondered upon these things. My forefathers instructed me to treat a woman with respect, dignity, to honour her, to cherish her, to love her and to take care of her, but thou sayest that these things ought not to be practised.
14. And Tyrone said unto Simon, the women of times past were worthy of such treatment as they conducted themselves as women, they respected themselves and upheld a high standard of morality, however with the women of these generations, such practices are not to be applied unto them as they have backslidden, fallen by the wayside and gone astray, far from the righteous laws of their forefathers.
15. And Simon said unto Tyrone, if involving one’s self with these women can bring much peril and calamity upon thee and thy life, then why does thou continue to mingle with them and what can a man do otherwise?
16. And Tyrone responded, save thyself from these reprobate harlots, seek out women from other nations as the women of thy fathers have formed a confederacy with Rome and they in one accord conspire against thee and thy people day and night. Are these things not written about in the Negro Wars?
17. As for me, my remaining days upon this earth are but for a short time, each day that passes men hunt me down and seek to take my life, I have seen prison walls many times, no man will hire me because of my history, I have nothing to live for thus I have chosen to live out the rest of my days fulfilling my heart’s desires.
18. As for thee, thou art clean, thou hast no blemish, thou art without transgression, thou walkest uprightly according to the ways of the law, thou has much to live for. Follow not my ways and be not ensnared by the trickery and the deceit of these women.
19. For they venture into the streets by day and by night seeking out new prey to devour, they are never satisfied with what they have, they have cold and evil hearts, they love the spilling of innocent blood, they hate that which resembles themselves, they are scoundrels and reprobates filled with the spirit of Jezebel, Simon from such women stay away, respect thyself and cherish thy life.
20. With that they saluted one another and went their separate ways. As Simon continued upon his journey he pondered deeply upon the words that Tyrone had spoken and said within his heart, I must seek out and read the scriptures that Tyrone aforementioned, his path is one of calamity and destruction that I do not desire to embark upon. Perhaps these writings can enlighten me further concerning how I can save myself from these decadent harlots and benighted harridans.
The Deprogramming And Decontamination Process Continues
Most High Bless