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I am…Nigga Minaj

This Post is For Real Niggas Only


I don’t usually write about personal beefs with people but I thought this was special because every decision I made until this blog post was calculated and thought out.

The Autobiography of Nigga Minaj

Which Super-Villain Are You?

Which Super-Villain Are You?

A few days ago I decided I would embark on a social media experiment. I wanted to know how much user interaction I could control. The internet is always the easiest places to conduct social experiments because you have such a larger number of people from every walk of life. In order to gauge my success, I need a control group. These would be the people who I already interacted with, who’s reaction I could predict. I would use my Twitter friends.

Now that I had the sandbox, I need to figure out what the experiment would be exactly. With out a missing a beat, I knew I wanted to see what it was like to be mercilessly evil and overwhelming obnoxious – in essence I wanted to be a super villain.

I knew to make it successful I needed to have a disguise. Something fun to say and easy to remember – and so Nigga Minaj was born.

Nigga Minaj was a term coined by what I can only assume is a 25 year old black girl with fetal alcohol syndrome and absolutely no parental supervision. Thankfully “Young Melo” wasn’t aware of how infectious the name would be. In fact, she simply couldn’t say Nicki Minaj (the name of a colorful female rapper who may or may not eat the box) correctly. Being a fan and realizing the untapped potential of a Twitter account called “@NiggaMinaj” I pounced.

While I had the name, I knew something was missing. I couldn’t use a picture of Nicki Minaj. That wouldn’t be enough. People would simply dismiss me as a fan of Ms Minaj’s work. I knew for this to work I needed an image that was 4chan /b/ worthy.  I had to find a muse.

I knew this person would have to be an effeminate man with a flare for the dramatic. His look needed to be as serve as the words I was going tweet.  And then I find him – CMaddoxBiitch. I knew I had my muse.

The juxtaposition of a thug nigga in the body drag queen seemed like magic – and it was. I knew I could tweet about pulling up my skirt and anal raping others as a threat. There is nothing scarier to a heterosexual man than a faggity ass shemale anally raping him. In the first two days of Nigga Minaj’s tweet – the account went from 0 to 240 and counting because I embraced this character. No longer was I going to worry what my real friends, associate, and even Dan thought – I was going to let the mask fall away and the misanthropic sociopath loose.

At first my tweets were directed at has-been celebrities (I’m looking at you Tatianna Ali) and reality show stars but as I continued tweeting various people (see nobodies) started attacking. Even though I had never wanted to present myself as C.Maddox, I felt compelled to defend his outlandish look I was adopting. As the tweets kept coming in, I kept going off. Each insult made me more focused and more driven to gain more and more followers from being disgustingly vulgar. Like a volcano with toxic gases continued to build until I exploded with the most vile and malicious comment I could think of:

This is the vilest tweet I've ever read...

I didn’t even mean this tweet. In fact I like B.Scott. He’s everything I’m not – tall, good looking, and fierce. I’m not even sure how I decided to tweet this comment. I definitely didn’t realize it’s power. Even though I had previously tweeted graphic images of former pornlet turned blogger, Miss Jia. I know it is this AIDS joke that started what some of my cohorts would hashtag as “JiaGate2010”. The moment she saw this tweet, coupled with the previous images of her, Miss Jia demanded tribute and the blocking began.

As punishment for people laughing at an AIDS joke and seeing her fellate “uncooked” meat, Jia blocked everyone who was following Nigga Minaj. To be honest, I was shocked. In an attempt to show Twitter how strong her pimp hand was, she punished her fans while I continued to “blow up” Twitter with graphic images and links of her past. In fact, I continued doing so until I was informed via text message that she knew it was me. Did I care? No. In fact, to save her the effort in making a blog post or video dedicated to a person she has never met and will never meet – I start broadcasting that I was in fact Nigga Minaj.

Do I care if she’ll retaliate? No. I am not the type of person who worries especially when it comes to humans beings I regard as human DNA testers. I know that sounds unapologetic but its how I feel (or no  I REALLY don’t give a fuck).

@niggaminaj

Twitter @NiggaMinaj

Should I have done what I did? No, but I knew by doing this I would ultimately learn something about myself and human nature. Also I got a really good laugh out of it. Like a really good laugh. I’m still laughing now…

5 Responses

  1. LOVED IT! EVERY SECOND OF IT WAS VERY ENTERTAINING! BRAVO!

  2. You write well. It seems like such a well thought-out and precisely executed experiment while it appeared you were just doing it on a whim the whole time (as you really were and you’re just backtracking to cover your ass now). Well, at least it was highly amusing while it lasted

  3. I think this more than anything showed how crazy people are. As I was watching this happen, all I could think of was that episode of South Park where because one boy was friends with someone his other friends did not approve of, everyone started removing him as a friend. Its like isnt this the internet anymore? In order to socialize with people I cant follow whomever I want? Can someone of that stature really have that much control? I wasnt blocked but it did amaze me….like some Taliban shit! Anyway good post!!

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