The name is Marlon Brown and I write these lines as a man determined to speak the truth, regardless of what happens to me. I'm a black man living in Brockton, Massachusetts. I've lived there with my family ever since my youth. I went out of town for a while, and attended Cunningham College in the city of Boston. I majored in Computer Science back when it seemed like a lucrative career. Two years later, disillusioned, I left the school. I went back to Brockton State College, where I switched my major to Criminal Justice.
Going to Brockton State College felt like coming home in more ways than one. It was so different from Cunningham College. Cunningham College was a rather pricy private school whose student body had been mostly female and white. Brockton State College was more diverse, with an equal number of male and female students on its campuses, located in Brockton and Canton. Also, the school had a large number of black students, which I liked. At Cunningham College, I was one of one hundred and nine six black students, among the eighteen-hundred-person student body. Oh, and did I mention that only forty percent six of the overall student body was male? I'm told the ratio is even worse at other colleges and universities. What's keeping America's young men away from the college campus?
I had lived most of my life in Brockton, yet I'd only been to Brockton State College once, when I was still a student at Brockton High School. It was part of a field trip we went to with Mr. Edmond Welsh, the History teacher. He was an okay guy. I liked him. Yeah, I had heard tons of stories about Brockton State College. Next to UMass-Amherst, it had a reputation for a party school. Also, there were rumors of intense fights among the students. Still, I ended up at Brockton State College because it was the only school that accepted me. Yeah, it was either that or sit at home doing nothing. I think I made the right choice. At first glance, BSC seemed promising. There was an equal number of black male and black female students on campus, something that made me happy. Even at schools like Ohio State University and UMass-Amherst, where the gender ratios are pretty much balanced, black males are still relatively rare on the student body. That wasn't the case at BSC.
Yeah, I felt like I had come home. Another thing which pleased me was the diversity and strength of the varsity sports teams. At a time when many colleges and universities were eliminating sports due to outdated Title IX restrictions and financial woes, Brockton State College was an athletic powerhouse. The Brockton State College Department of Athletics sponsors Men's Intercollegiate Baseball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Swimming, Ice Hockey, Skiing, Wrestling, Rifle, Football, Gymnastics, Bowling, Golf, Tennis and Rowing along with Women's Intercollegiate Softball, Basketball, Cross Country, Soccer, Swimming, Ice Hockey, Skiing, Wrestling, Rifle, Field Hockey, Gymnastics, Bowling, Golf, Tennis, Rowing and Equestrian. All the sports teams competed in the National Collegiate Athletic Association's top tier, Division One.
At BSC, I ran into some people I already knew. Mostly, I was fascinated by the number of fat black women I saw on campus. I've always had a thing for fat women. I've always had a thing for fat black women. Especially the rude fat black bitches I was used to running into in the hood. Most large black females are rude and act like the world belongs to them just because they have a vagina. Those on my new college campus were no exception. Someone had to put them in their place and I was just the man for the job. The best way to tame a rude fat black woman is through sex. You've got to be careful. Most females know how to use sex as a weapon. Hell, these days, I read about a diabolical device which some evil women insert into their vaginas to hurt the genitals of the unsuspecting men they sleep with. There's even a movie made about it. Fuck the bitches in the ass. Anal sex is safe sex.