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Fake Black Woman Rachel Dolezal is Jobless, Almost Homeless and Being Offered Porn

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The Guardian – Two years ago, life was going well for [Rachel] Dolezal. Branch president of the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People (NAACP) and chair of Spokane’s police ombudsman commission, she was well known and respected for her civil rights activism. …

Today Dolezal is jobless, and feeding her family with food stamps. A friend helped her pay this month’s rent; next month she expects to be homeless. She has applied for more than 100 jobs, but no one will hire her, not even to stack supermarket shelves. … The only work she has been offered is reality TV, and porn. She has changed her name on all her legal documents, but is still recognised wherever she goes. People point at her and laugh. …

At Howard [University] she had been introduced to the idea that racial identity was “an invention of human beings”; an arbitrary classification devised by colonial whites to justify their power and privilege. “It’s socially constructed as a world view, and people operate within it, but that also means that it can be reconstructed or deconstructed. And this was a great awakening for me, because it meant I wasn’t forced to own whiteness. It wasn’t like the honest thing to do is say, ‘I’m white’, because race is a social construct. And this gave me this great sense of internal freedom: I wasn’t actually all fucked up. I was actually on to something this whole time.”

I guess in a way you have to hand it to Rachel Dolezal. 99.999999 percent out of people would, if you exposed their entire existence as a lie, come clean, ‘fess up, admit they’re a fraud, say they clearly have severe mental problems and need serious help and beg forgiveness. But not our girl Rachel. She’s the one in a million that can be hated equally by both ends of the racial and political divide and still stick to her story. She’s Costanza, driving her in-laws out to her fake house in the Hamptons to meet Snoopy and Prickly Pete, and she’ll keep turning it up a notch until she’s run out of real estate.

If I was advising her, I’d tell her to play the gender identity card. To say that if Bruce Jenner can become Caitlyn, if a ‘roided up transitioning high school kid can wrestle against girls and states are all saying anybody can use any locker room they want, why can’t Rachel identify with whatever race makes her feel good about herself? I mean, it’s complete bullshit. But at least she’d have a better argument than his constructed/reconstructed/deconstructed Universityspeak claptrap.

But really, I’d just tell her to take the porn. When the whole world can’t stand you to the point they won’t hire you to put soup on store shelves at the Stop & Shop, you might as well just do gangbangs for money. Plus she could check the Interracial box all by herself. Not that any of us would ever want to see her naked. But her dignity is gone and isn’t coming back, no matter how much she thinks she’s not fucked up.