On Dear White People, the least self-aware show aired in recent history, we are offered the most embarrassing 10 minutes of TV since a constitutional law professor claimed that justice has been made through an assassination in foreign soil. Whatever is not dealt with is part of you now.

Reggie (woke, black) duos with white friend on a party trivia game. He kills it: “This game is culturally biased against me and I’m still whooping y’all’s ass. I know y’all’s shit and my shit!”. How do we know the game is culturally biased against black folks? The show refuses to gives us the questions, but here are the trivia answers presented without comment: 1789; Martin Van Buren; Osmosis; Ace of Spades; Lake Titicaca; Hyperhidrosis; The Milwaukee Brewers.

Later, they found themselves dancing. Reggie gets mad over trivia white friend singing along to “God blessin’ all the trap niggas”. The discussion gets heated. A healthy dose of classism goes unchallenged [“I’m not some redneck, I’m not racist”]. Suddenly everyone is screaming. The police comes. Pulls out a gun on Reggie. The party is over. Everybody is sad. Reggie is traumatized.

This is not about police violence against black folks. This is product placement.

I could track every single absurdity about this scene, but we don’t have all night. Let’s just say the show is successfully reproducing all the amazing conversation about race we’ve been having on Facebook comments as if those are real life. You think that was insightful writing? No. This is the garbage you’ve been bringing inside the house. You are a hoarder.

This allegorical cop pulls a gun in a room with a hundred people. I get it, he is playing his part as racist trigger happy cop. There are many reasons why a cop should never pull out a gun while surrounded in a room. Top of the list is that you have 15 bullets and they are a hundred: you shoot, you are not getting out of this room alive. “But he will take some people with him”. Wait, is he a racist cop or a mental unstable teenager? You don’t even know the difference anymore. It’s all fuzzy, like a fairy tale…

But he is not the problem. Look behind you. There’s the trap. And you’ve been caught. This scene is not about the cop. Is not even about Reggie. This scene is about the crowd. What are they doing? What are you supposed to do when you see injustice that could be stopped by your own actions? Pick up your phone and start recording it. You need to be ready for the real battle that will happen later on YouTube.

Why not a single student steps in between Reggie and the gun? Why everyone’s reaction is to stay passively spectating? It’s a hundred to one. Surround the cop. What happens next? He fires a gun once, twice. The third time he is on the ground. Someone grabs his gun and shoves it inside his skull. How many times do you think this would need to happen before we all sit down and have a productive conversation about ending police brutality?

But the show is not about that. This is Social Justice Porn. This is for you to masturbate to your own ideas about how the world works, while being completely unaware of your role in the problem. Here, let them teach you how to behave, so we can be sure that nothing ever changes. It’s not the fall that kills you, is the sudden stop at the end.