Imagine if blacks were the master race. We'd wield spears, struggle to grow food, speak with guttural honking sounds and quacks, be scared of snow and live in mud huts and igloos while we hunted animals by day and attempted to make fires by night to eat then pooped in a bucket still in 2022. No skylines, plumbing or electricity since all the attempts just collapse and the greatest invention is the motorboat but they rarely last because 25 people jump in one big enough for 5. The greatest possible occupations are: - pirate - prince of zimbabwe who successfully gets help via pigeon carrier mail - watermelon growist - rappist who illudes authorities with dastardly tricks - mud hut engineer - largest forehead commander of the largest foreheaded army of giant foreheads