Poor impotant adolescent teeny tiny useless worthless little baby. Daddy dearest is long gone and who is going to protect the dumb cluck duck from an INTELLIGENT ACCOMPLISHED TALENTED WOMAN OF COLOR? No one. The puny whinya** pathetic pitiful duck is out there all alone on his own. He can't function that way. He got nuthin'! Where are his lifesavers? MIA? He is incapable of saving himself from anything. He is a loser. Oh dear. How sad. How mad. How glad. Too bad.
It is what it is . Everyone says so. That he can tell you. He is the chosen one. He is the only one who can fix "it". Trust him. Believe him. Sacrifice for him.
Yadayadayadayadayadayada.
