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It's know secret that they're captivated, with some Gen Z'ers spending up to 5 hours a day on the app. The question here is why, and how does it tie back to blacked's rise in popularity?

Well the simple answer is found in the correlation between audience and content. A shocking 70% of Gen Z women are on TikTok, compared to the percentage of men, it's clear that the core audience of the app is female.

The other half of this equation is TikTok's 'culture'. With a majority Gen Z user base some of that Gen Z culture is going to come with them, and if you've been anywhere in the past couple of years it's no secret to you the black culture and gen Z culture are one and the same. This influence on the app is undeniable. From the dances, trends, and vocabulary that are becoming more and more popular everyday, even becoming the topic of controversy on some circles, it's not hard to see why gen z are girls are starting to worship the black identity.

You pair a majority younger female audience with an app that has pages full of snowbunnies and their black boyfriends, worships anything and everything black, and prioritises dancing like total sluts to rap songs for popularity and social points, well then you get the blacked generation. It doesn't just stop their either, older people are always looking to be young again, so what do they do? They look to TikTok for the guide to all things youthful, and I think you can guess where that gets them.

Check out the inspiring story of Lindsey Burt. Only 18 years old (as of January 2021), she has really managed to turn her life around.

In high school she was diagnosed with clinical depression, following experiencing loneliness and depression. In her sophomore year a friend convinced her to start working out, and she became motivated to improve, physically and mentally. “This is where it all started. The gym was my escape, it was my therapy,” as she writes.

In her junior year she got into a relationship with her boyfriend, Dajean Price. He too had a passion for fitness, and he did a great job keeping her motivated.

Lindsey has started the website grow with linds, helping other girls improve their body in one particular area: Getting a nice, big booty. Under the slogan “get thicc with me”, Lindsey is offering an 8 week booty building guide to girls who want some gains in the glutes department.

1. It’s just porn/media shes a paid actress doing it for money/attention.

This is obviously not the case. This is just an ordinary girl living her life with a Black man. Her Instagram isn’t even that big.

2. She must be dumb or stupid or mentally ill.

Again, wrong. This girl helped improve her mental health by getting INTO a relationship with a Black man. Look at her, sociallable and sporty she’s clearly more balanced an individual than me and most White Nats.

3. She’s just with him cus she’s ugly/can’t get a White boyfriend.

Come on lads. I know we are all proud to be White and all but lets not pretend we wouldn’t burn down the Reikstag to even kiss a girl this pretty. She could have any man.

4. She’d totally prefer me if she met me. I could totally take her bf.

Ok this one’s kinda a joke. Her bf could wreck me blindfolded. Hell, I think she could choke me out with those thighs with a cute giggle before I could even put up a fight.

Posts like this remind me that everyday, everywhere, there are ordinary White girls built like supermodels who don’t give a damn about White racial purity.

Ulla Holm (pictured above) is a Danish sociologist. In an op-ed titled “Sort overherredømme” (“Black Supremacy”) she writes about her own feelings of white bodily inferiority:

Here in Paris I feel the white bodily inferiority on my own body … when I meet for outdoor fitness with my trainer with roots in Congo DRC. Philippe is double French champion in fitness, looks like one of the warriors from Black Panther, and dances to the afro-beats of the boombox as he’s doing a countdown on my squats.

I can live with the humiliation as long as I am to only one attending practice, but there is cold air between us women when we are more than one at the same session. Especially Philippe’s younger female fitness clients are vying for a temporary spot on his Instagram account, which mainly consists of fitness and dance videos with Philippe in the center, topless in front of the Eiffel Tower or the Arc de Triomphe, but sometimes he lets one of his white clients be an extra in his Insta body show. I am not to proud to admit that I like taking pictures of his big, Black flexing muscles.

The other day I shared his profile with a French friend who answered:

“Sometimes I think that it’s the Blacks who are the superior race.”

Coal. Your ancestors were lucky enough to figure out how to efficiently burn fossil fuels before everyone else and propelled themselves to the top largely based on that. What made whites great was literal coal-burning. All the elaborate explanations for white supremacy that came after that were only words meant to justify a state of affairs brought about by being good coal burners.

Today, everyone can burn coal. White supremacy’s unique advantage is gone, and though we are still wandering around the ruins of white supremacy, the ridiculousness of it becomes increasingly obvious to its beneficiaries. For allegedly being the master race, whites are remarkably unremarkable, and the socio-sexual consequences of this insight are impossible to overlook at this point.

“Enjoying the view?” she said. Swirl, swirl, swirl.

You mumbled something, unsure of how to respond.

“Hey, I don’t mind,” she said, looking at you with an unreadable expression. She slowly run the popsicle along her tongue. “Boy, you really can’t keep your eyes off it, huh?”

“I guess not,” you muttered shyly.

“You’re one of those guys,” she said. Swirl, swirl, swirl. You didn’t know what she meant. “It’s okay. Just focus on my voice, and my lips.”

She slid the popsicle in and out of her mouth until you were losing your mind. Then she quietly said “On your knees.”

Before you knew what happened, you were looking up at her. Swirl, swirl, swirl.

“Wallet out.” Your hands were shaking. Swirl, swirl, swirl.

“Cash and credit card, right here,” she said, and you felt her perfect little hands take them from you. “Look up at me.”

Swirl, swirl, swirl, and she sucked on the popsicle long and hard. Then she leaned over, aimed at your face, and spit. You didn’t move, feeling the sweet liquid mixed with her saliva run down your face.

This weekend would have been the kickoff date for Oktoberfest in Munich if it hadn’t been canceled for pandemic reasons. Apparently this caused Munich’s young people to grow a bit bored and they had a flash mob party in one of Munich’s central squares instead, which was captured by a local journalist who put two clips of it on Twitter. Since tumblr can’t embed tweets properly, you’ll just have to click on it to see; it should look like this:

The first clip shows a single group of revelers that is almost exclusively Black; the second clip is a walk through the crowd, where PoC representation still holds up at 50%. These should mostly be Munich natives since there is currently no reason for tourists to come there. You love to see it.

How representative is this of the city at large? Like many places in Europe, Munich does not collect explicit racial data, but the city website did tell me that 43% of Munich residents either had no German passport or at least one non-German parent. The ratio is a bit higher for younger age cohorts. While this obviously includes white non-Germans, it also excludes Black and Brown Germans whose parents already had citizenship, so all in all, what we see here are more or less the future faces of Munich.

How representative is Munich of Germany at large? It’s in the top 5 of major cities in terms of its migrant population. So what we see here is a bit of an outlier, but all the outliers are major centers of economic and political power, so they ultimately get to shape what we see as normal; and this here is a normal European metropolis in 2020. If you listen very closely, you can hear a white nationalist cry in front of his computer.