I take great purpose in the use of the language that I, a 54 year old black man, decide to use when I write what I write. My use of profanity is deliberate... used to force the point I'm making in the moment. If you're offended by the way I use of my words... too bad. Unless I am directing my words at you in particular, and you are still offended by the words that are not directed toward you, well that is your problem, not mine... and I will not entertain any bullshit dissection of the meaning of what I've written.
My use of the word Nigger is my given birthright as a black man who traces his ancestry straight back to first slaves off the boat in the Fayetteville, N.C. area of the USA! No one will take that word away from me -- I have personally suffered at the hands and the mouths of white people, throughout my life, who were willing to call me a Nigger to my face, as they spit on my body! Whenever I open my mouth to say a word, the word Nigger might come out of it!
To the white people who are feeling that false sense of fear that another big mouthed black man is spouting that Black Panther bluster... I'll tell you this. I have never uttered the word Nigger in the presence of a white woman. And, quite possibly, I've never uttered the word in the presence of a black woman. But, if I decided to use the word... Nigger bombs would fly!
I am a man of the southern part of the USA. Being born in 1959, I was a child when older white people felt empowered to push black people aside. Or, tell black people to get to the back if the line, Nigger! Or, go to the back of the bus, Nigger! Or, you can't drink from that water fountain, Nigger. I heard those words as a child in North Carolina.
And I remember watching old white people hit young black people who were in their "space". The word Nigger usually accompanied the assault. And, just like my Granddad... I knew that I had better never complain. You just take the abuse and keep on walking.
The thought of facing the country-ass, racist police was far worse than taking a little spit to the face.
It is obvious to me that a white man in the south, given a little alcohol, will do exactly what this man did to this child. And I can't wait until the the mother of this child begins the talk show circuit. I would bet a dollar that her demeanor will be subdued and quiet... because blacks down there know whites down there. Black over here... whites over there. Same back then, same right now!
My son is a twenty year old young man now. He was always in my arms when he was a child. I LOVED BEING THE DAD TO MY YOUNG CHILD! I spent as much time with him as he could tolerate. For me, if a white man, inebriated or not, had ever called my son a Nigger and touched him while saying that? I would have strangled him to death with my bare hands! But, because of my size and blackness, I never had anything remotely similar happen to me.
But I heard many stories of women being disrespect by white people because of the behavior of their children. Let me tell you this, world, the worst children on the planet... the most disrespectful children on earth... are the children of American white people.
Calling your mother by her first name? Hell no, from a black mom! Cursing your mother like she is your street homey? Hell no, from a black mom. Disrespecting the house like you own it? Hell no, from a black mother. I could go on and on about the behavior of the white kids who's homes I visited as a youth... and the white kids my son brought to my home to visit over the years. I gave a whole lot of quite verbal lessons to the white kids on the etiquette of respecting the house of someone they were invited to.
There is no respect for black people by many white people across this great land! And all they need is a little alcohol in their blood to bring out the Nigger hating racist... just like Joe Rickey Hundley.
Even that name sounds like it was given to him by a Nigger hating parent!
RLJ
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