Real Talk Blueprint: The Diaspora Argument People Keep Getting Wrong

Here we go again. Another week, another digital civil war where everybody is loud, nobody is logical, and the block button is working overtime.

Folks hop online like they are clocking in for a mandatory shift at the Department of Ancestry Enforcement. Meanwhile half the people arguing do not know where their physical birth certificate is right now, but suddenly they are Ph.D. experts on eighteenth century transatlantic shipping routes.

The conversation always starts cute. Someone posts a hot take. Someone else posts a flag emoji. Then, out of nowhere, the thread turns into a family reunion where everybody is related, offended, and drunk. It is impressive how quickly strangers can claim kinship when it is time to argue but disappear when it is time to understand context.

Let us be honest. The diaspora argument is rarely about culture. If it were about culture, people would read a book before tweeting. This is ego in a dashiki. This is insecurity wearing coconut oil and holding a burning stick of sage. This is people mistaking their Google search history for lived experience.

The Wi-Fi Password

The part that gets folks heated is simple, and we need to stop dancing around it. Black American culture has global influence. Not because someone wrote a manifesto, but because everybody uses it.

The music, the style, the slang, the attitude, it is the Global Cultural Wi-Fi.

Folks love to complain about the signal strength while they are actively streaming on the network. You cannot drag the provider while asking for the password. You want the aesthetics without the accountability. You want the rhythm but not the reading list.

The Neighborhood Rule

Here is the truth that ends the debate. The diaspora is not a competition. It is a neighborhood.

Some houses are older. Some have been renovated. Some need the city to come fix the wiring. But we are all on the same block. And here is the kicker. When the authorities pull up to the block, they are not asking for your twenty three and me results or checking your accent. They are arresting everybody on the porch.

Nothing says community like minding your tone when you step on someone else’s property.

The Blueprint Line

So what is the real plan: building a neighborhood or winning a retweet?

Take it personal if you want. Just take it with honesty.