Today we salute the most controversial person of all the people we will honor in Black History Month… The Hater. People say the best way to deal with the Hater is to ignore them, but Haters are not to be ignored, they refuse to be ignored, they will not let you ignore them, and you should not ignore them. The Hater is confirmation that what you are doing is impressive. So keep doing it! Remember when you were good at baseball and everyone told you how well you were doing? What happened? You didn’t want to play baseball the next year, instead you learned how to smoke weed with your friends without getting caught. Remember when your teacher told that you were good at Biology and that you should think about being a doctor? Now you are pulling double-shifts at Wendy’s trying to keep a roof over your head and looking at those ‘you can still get a degree’ commercials they show during Judge Judy in the afternoon, like you still have hope.
You need the Hater; there was that time your brother told you that you would never beat him. Within a year you were kicking his ass up and down the block, he started locking his door at night out of fear that you would walk in at 3 in the morning and resume the ass whupping. Think about the time your friends said you couldn’t dance and laughed at you for hours, then days, then weeks about it. That became a running joke on the block, so much so you stopped hanging out and stood in front of your TV watching Rap City and 106th and Park until you learned how to do the Bankhead Bounce, the Harlem Shake… the Roger Rabbit. By the time the Spring Dance rolled up, you were killing it on the dance floor (if you did learn the Roger Rabbit, you were hurting the ankles of the person dancing behind you), man you were coming in 2nd and 3rd place at lunch hour dance competitions! How about that time your ex told you that you would never amount to shit? Well, the jury is still out on that one, but you are still trying to prove them wrong! See, praise does nothing for you but a Hater can turn your whack ass into a star.
You think Barack Obama always wanted to be president? Hell no, that brother wanted to be Dr. J, but you try being the only Black dude walking around a private high school in Hawaii, he got sick of being ignored by everyone but the basketball coach. As soon as he could, took his but to the main land, started off in Cali, then finished up hitting the East Coast, finally settling in Chicago where a brotha has to be a brotha. Before you knew it that dude was walking around the hood talking to people like he grew up on the South Side, eating rib tips, and eventually got him a big booty sista as confirmation of how you do the damn thing! You see how he walked up to the podium after they killed Bin Laden? You don’t “learn” that walk… you EARN that walk. You earn it by putting Haters in their place. He has Haters now, Mitt Romney, let the unemployment rate dip below 8% in the next couple of months, when people come to see Obama talk they are going to have to wait a couple of minutes from the time he gets to mic to when he says his first word. Long enough for him to take off his hat, get a swig out his glass, and put on his sunglasses… so he can see what he’s saying!!
Remember how George Jefferson was walking during the opening credits of “The Jefferson’s”? Remember how hard he was pimping as he escorted his woman into their new building up to their ‘deluxe penthouse in the sky-i-i’? That was the first time George had ever walked like that, if you look really close you can see and lip read Weezy’s mouth you can see her saying “why in the fuck are you walking like that”? He had no idea that was the first time he had ever walked like that. People called it a ‘pimp’, that was not a ‘pimp walk’ that was George stepping on every Hater in his life. With each step he crushed another Hater, “take that Archie Bunker”!
People focus on their ‘swag’ now; you cannot have swagga without having Haters. When you see a 16-year-old kid walking around dressed like a fake member of Young Money, claiming that is their ‘swag’ they do not have it. When you have Haters you do not need to dress a certain way, you just carry yourself a certain way. You do not need skinny jeans that would just give the Hater another reason to hate on you.
You eventually realize there is nothing you can do about Haters, but appreciate their hate. The Hater will talk about how your brand new, fresh off the lot, BMW 650i “ain’t all that”, then turn around and ask you for a ride to the ‘sto’. A Hater will clown you about your new higher paying job, then send you an email at your work account asking if “y’all hiring”. The Hater will disrespect your new home, tell you it is too small, that the neighborhood sucks, that they wouldn’t be caught dead over there, but they never miss a cookout and is the last one to leave. The Hater looks at your watch and say “its a’ight”, then pop up 3 weeks later with a fake TAG Heuer and act like it the most expensive thing in the room. Don’t get upset and challenge the Hater, you might beat the brakes off the Hater all the Hater will do is get up, wipe the blood from their lips and tell you his little brother and sister hit him harder than that when they were kids.
Let your Hater be your motivation, matter of fact any time you have spent too much time with your Hater go home and put on “Motivation” by Kelly Rowland. Zone out for a few minutes and let your success show itself to you.
The saying ‘behind every successful man is a great woman’ is only partly true. It should actually be gender neutral and more to the point “Behind every successful person, is a Hater… still hating on them”. Keep doing you, you are fine and close to reaching your goals. We need our Haters, so today let’s celebrate the Hater in our communities. Call your Hater today and thank them for everything they haven’t done for you. The only thing The Hater has ever done and will ever do is give birth to some hating ass kids. But if you do not know who The Hater is in your life… Hi Hater!