The (Inevitable) Downfall Of Derrick Jaxn – & What Non-Select Guys Can Learn From It

The past weekend's events have finally revealed that Derrick Jaxn was the Select Fuckboy Black women were waiting for all along

Derrick Jaxn: Select Fuckboy Extraordinaire!
                                                                            Derrick Jaxn: Select Fuckboy Extraordinaire!

“The beauty of Israel is slain upon thy high places: how are the mighty fallen!”
-2 Samuel, 1:19

It was the shot heard ’round the world: The news that “self-love ambassador” and Select Fuckboy extraordinaire Derrick Jaxn, had not only cheated on his invisible-in-all-but-the-name wife, but that he was seriously vying for Tiger Woods’ record of pumping and dumping thotties. Jaxn, who has been reviled by Black men from sea to shining sea for his equal parts scapegoating Black men wholesale (instead of focusing on select fuckboys like himself) and throwing them under the bus, and brown nosing Black women at large by telling them all manner of pablum and lies in the service of making an illicit buck, has finally been outed by “gossip tea” social media personality Tasha K. Thanks to her efforts, two of Jaxn’s ladies have stepped forward to give a blow by blow, pardon the pun, account of what it’s like to be in the company of Mr. Self Love. As of this writing on Mar 23, 2021, a third woman waits in the wings to tell her story, while Jaxn himself has in the space of barely 24 hours, aped Bill Clinton, Jimmy Swaggert and Jim Bakker all in one – going from arrogant prick to pious born-again Christian – and by the way, did you know that he’s got a new book out?

The word of all this got out so far and wide, that even African American finance bastion Black Enterprise magazine reported on it – which, to my mind, hints at the sheer enormity of money Jaxn has made serving up a heady mix of sweaty muscles and select fuckboyism to the lovely ladies over the better part of the past decade (“DERRICK JAXN AIRED OUT AFTER HAVING AN AFFAIR ON HIS WIFE OF FOUR YEARS”, Mar 21, 2021). As readers of this column will know well, my own research into the “Black Love Industry” – what I refer to in my “The Book of Obsidian” as the “Black Love Machine” – has, since roughly the early 1970s or so, generated in excess of ONE HUNDRED BILLION DOLLARS. That’s right, no typo. And, well, that would create massive incentives for de facto sociopaths like Jaxn to operate in and clean up.

And across “Black social media” Black men can be seen and heard celebrating in the virtual streets, seeing Jaxn’s downfall by his own hand – and nether regions – as a powerful vindication of all they’d been saying all along about this guy. I ain’t even gonna front – I perhaps felt most vindicated of all, deeply gratified that all my hard work in chronicling his foolishness has been proven 100% right.

But, as the Dragging of Derrick Jaxn continues on – and will at some point start to wane – I think there’s a powerful opportunity for all of us, Black men and Black women, to have a long overdue conversation about what we’ve learned from this episode, and finally, how to move forward.

The burning question is: Will we?

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It’s been said that the best place to hide anything is right in plain sight – and Jaxn is no exception. For the uninitiated – or deeply deluded – hindsight is 20/20, and we can now see everything so clearly. But for guys like me, I been peeped Jaxn’s act and called him out on it way back when before it became fashionable to do so (circa 2016 or so). I had to admit that it was a bit frustrating that, despite my routine deconstructions of his videos in my own in response on YouTube, his audience not only continued to grow, but did so at a metatastizing rate. Not the type to ever give up, I soldiered on, largely alone, often in the face of fellow select fuckboys within the Black Manosphere itself, who labled me a hater, green with envy, and so on. Their voluntary outing of themselves in their thinly veiled support of Jaxn themselves made it easier for me to do my work and identify the enemies in the camp, so to speak. We’ll get to them later in today’s column, because they really do need to be summarily dealt with.

But, back to the recounting straight from the select fuckboy’s mouth, shall we? Jaxn was forced to ‘fess up to the fact that he did indeed have an affair with one lady whom he had known for the better part of a dozen years at this point, whom he had “flewed out” to Miami, Tunum, Mexico, and even to his and his wife’s home in Atlanta, GA – where they did the deed in their marital bed. This lady, whose name I won’t recount here but can be easily found online, has the kind of looks that men can and will pay a princely sum to spend some time with – and Jaxn was quick to pony up the cashola.

Then there was another young chippie who will also remain nameless for purposes of this column, and while not as facially attractive as the first, was “thicker than a Snicker’s” in all the right places. According to her testimony, Jaxn took her to his bachelor pad away from the family home in the ATL, where he would even record videos preaching to his adoring fangirls about the virtues of a “good man” like himself – she even ruminated on what would happen if she happened to walk by in the background while he was recorded, dressed only in a thong?

You just cannot make this stuff up.

And that’s just for starters. According to and again thanks to the investigative work of Tasha K, Jaxn’s has had “dealings” with a myriad of lovely ladies other than his long suffering wife between the summer of 2019 – when he was riding high and on his “I Love Me/Self-Love Tour” – and the summer of 2020 – at the height of the worst pandemic to hit humanity since the Spanish Flu a century ago. The sheer recklessness on all fronts just boggles the mind – made even moreso when one realizes that Jaxn was presenting a completely false front. He ticks off all of the boxes of the Narcissistic Personality Inventory – again, something I’ve long known and now am pleased as punch to see being borne out for all the world to see, at the last.

It is encourgaing indeed to see sizable numbers of lovely ladies finally seeing the light and turning away from Jaxn; there will be a contingent of them that will remain no matter what, and I for one consider them a lost cause. The larger question for me, is this: Will Black women in appreciable numbers, turn away from Select Fuckboys in general? I think that’s where we Non-Select Guys come in – I think we can make a difference in moving the needle on that front, and my final argument today will be my focus in that regard.

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While I do think it is entirely too early to fully assess the impact and fallout of the Derrick Jaxn scandal and downfall, what I fervently believe is that now is the time for the Non-Select Guys to strike – to seize the upperhand and finally make some serious headway in the multi-decades “Black Love Nonversation” that Black women and Select Fuckboys have had a stranglehold on for decades. Jaxn’s fall from faux-grace creates massive openings for us to step through and present a different narrative. The question is, can we? Will we?

The early answer lies in our response to fellow travelers of Jaxn – not only the more notable ones, but on the everyday, street level, too. We have to provide a vociferous pushback against throwaway lines like “I don’t knock Derrick Jaxn’s hustle”, or “You shouldn’t want to see the downfall of another Black man” and my personal favorite, pleas calling for “compassion” and “walking a mile in Derrick’s shoes” – man, fuck alla dat. First, do you honestly think these fuckboys give a hot, stinky, runny shit about us? The record clearly shows, that if anything, Select Fuckboys like Jaxn on down have utter contempt for us and wouldn’t spare any opportunity to kick dirt on us, scorn us, slander us, all for pussy and profit. I say: Fuck them and the horse they rode in on, with a spiked bat, raw.

Now how about that?

If there is one of many lessons to be learned from this truly sordid affair, it’s that Non-Select Guys have been laying down and taking it from these psychopaths for far too long – and it’s high time that we began not only to fight back, but to take the fight to their doorstep. The time has never been more ripe to do so: We have the tools of the internet, social media, and tech to do so; and everyone knows that the real brainpower and talent, are truly on our side. We now have a golden opportunity to get up on that Jumbotron, and show Black women writ large that there IS another choice.

I conclude with the words of Achilles, portrayed by Brad Pitt, from the Greek epic film “Troy”:

“Myrmidons! My brothers of the sword! I would rather fight beside you than any army of thousands! Let no man forget how menacing we are, we are lions! Do you know what’s waiting beyond that beach? Immortality! Take it! It’s yours!”

Now adjourn your asses…


Mumia Obsidian Ali is a citizen journalist, podcaster, talk radio show host, commentator, newly minted dating coach and author of “The Book of Obsidian: A Manual for the 21st Century Black American Gentleman”. You can catch his daily live shows on YouTube & Mixlr, as well as his dating coach column at the Negromanosphere website. One of the “Three Kings” of the Black Manosphere, Mr. Ali has contributed to the creation and development of Black Male Media. Follow him on Instagram at @ObsidianRadio. He’s also a semi-professional pest.

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