David Relations Or Race Relations?
"There are millions of possibilities for the future, but it's up to you to choose which becomes reality. Please understand: you choose your own future!"
- Garnet
First of all, hi. Good morning... All that jazz. Second, last night these two guys just showed up at the house asking for David. I was behind him so I was trying to figure out what was going on. David says he didn't know the guys (They were black) but they claimed they live three houses up from the left side. Of course, the 1st thing I did was ask David how and why they knew his name if nothing was going on. Seemingly, at a glance I mean, they didn't know who David was. They just knew his name and it looked like they were casing the house.
I felt bad when they were gone for several reasons. One being I had to ask David if he was 100% iron clad being honest because he has told me he didn't know what was going on and knew exactly what before. All of this ended in he and I going to bed on bad terms because he said he hasn't told anybody his name and the only way they would know is if Brian (His cousin lives across the street from us) told him. Seeing as how Brian knows about the shit that happened a couple months back, David got mad and said that I talk too much and that I was spreading his business to Brian. Me?! I... Wait... Me?! Me... Me? This me?! (Full disclosure: I used to be all about sharing YEARS AGO. I'll admit: I damn near over shared to the point that one day Jerry sat me down at Da Bounce and told me that I needed to stop being so open and honest about my life because not everyone is in your corner, having your back. After that, I started treating myself like Fort Knox. I have secrets. We all do... But best believe I am very good at keeping my skeletons in the closet.) We're talking about the queen of the 2hr conversation about nothing. So yeah, I got mad. Apparently he forgot that Brian was the one who asked me about it. He was like: "Saying I don't know goes a long way." I was like: "You know what? Not giving someone the idea that you do drugs so it woulda never come up in conversation goes even longer." *cue mic drop*
Now, on to the other reason why I felt bad... I racial profiled these guys last night. These guys were ubber shifty to the point that I pulled out my bats and knife. (Better safe than sorry) With all the turmoil and shit going on in the world, the problem won't be martial law. It's gonna be the people. It's stressful and I for one get tired of the stigmatism that comes with being an African American. I even talked this out with Jovous (Who is actually ubber racist against white people but i hear him out anyway cuz I'm not like that.) and even he was forced to admit that it is a "one bad apple spoils the whole bunch" type deal. Not all black people act like those dudes on my porch last night but just enough do like that (See Charlotte where a black man was gunned down by a BLACK cop and those fools were still rioting... Let's get real here: Y'all wanted to riot...) a lot of the time, people don't take the time to see if the face they see is friend or foe. (And then there are those people who don't give a shit if you are a good black person or not... They still want you dead... But that's another entry altogether) There are reasons why other races fear/hate people of color. I make jokes about the race card all the time but at the end of the day, some people really do just feed the beast then sit back and blame "the man". How those guys were eyeballing our house, yeah,
I worked too hard to get where I am and truth be told, taking David along for the ride is complicated because he does meet neighbors. He does bring drama. He just does and then he wants to act like some poor, unfortunate, wilted flower when questions come up. It's bullshit and even if he is being honest, the questions should not offend him in the slightest. You put yourself in the position where you get asked... Or did you forget?
*sighs* And now, even though I am dirt poor tired, I hafta go to work.
As you do.
Later
PS: This had better turn out to be nothing. I am so not kidding
PS2: Entry update... This had absolutely nothing to do with David and he's better be glad cuz that guy shot a dude in the head then pretty much made confetti outta him the same night. Both those dudes from the porch are in prison now
- Garnet
First of all, hi. Good morning... All that jazz. Second, last night these two guys just showed up at the house asking for David. I was behind him so I was trying to figure out what was going on. David says he didn't know the guys (They were black) but they claimed they live three houses up from the left side. Of course, the 1st thing I did was ask David how and why they knew his name if nothing was going on. Seemingly, at a glance I mean, they didn't know who David was. They just knew his name and it looked like they were casing the house.
I felt bad when they were gone for several reasons. One being I had to ask David if he was 100% iron clad being honest because he has told me he didn't know what was going on and knew exactly what before. All of this ended in he and I going to bed on bad terms because he said he hasn't told anybody his name and the only way they would know is if Brian (His cousin lives across the street from us) told him. Seeing as how Brian knows about the shit that happened a couple months back, David got mad and said that I talk too much and that I was spreading his business to Brian. Me?! I... Wait... Me?! Me... Me? This me?! (Full disclosure: I used to be all about sharing YEARS AGO. I'll admit: I damn near over shared to the point that one day Jerry sat me down at Da Bounce and told me that I needed to stop being so open and honest about my life because not everyone is in your corner, having your back. After that, I started treating myself like Fort Knox. I have secrets. We all do... But best believe I am very good at keeping my skeletons in the closet.) We're talking about the queen of the 2hr conversation about nothing. So yeah, I got mad. Apparently he forgot that Brian was the one who asked me about it. He was like: "Saying I don't know goes a long way." I was like: "You know what? Not giving someone the idea that you do drugs so it woulda never come up in conversation goes even longer." *cue mic drop*
Now, on to the other reason why I felt bad... I racial profiled these guys last night. These guys were ubber shifty to the point that I pulled out my bats and knife. (Better safe than sorry) With all the turmoil and shit going on in the world, the problem won't be martial law. It's gonna be the people. It's stressful and I for one get tired of the stigmatism that comes with being an African American. I even talked this out with Jovous (Who is actually ubber racist against white people but i hear him out anyway cuz I'm not like that.) and even he was forced to admit that it is a "one bad apple spoils the whole bunch" type deal. Not all black people act like those dudes on my porch last night but just enough do like that (See Charlotte where a black man was gunned down by a BLACK cop and those fools were still rioting... Let's get real here: Y'all wanted to riot...) a lot of the time, people don't take the time to see if the face they see is friend or foe. (And then there are those people who don't give a shit if you are a good black person or not... They still want you dead... But that's another entry altogether) There are reasons why other races fear/hate people of color. I make jokes about the race card all the time but at the end of the day, some people really do just feed the beast then sit back and blame "the man". How those guys were eyeballing our house, yeah,
I worked too hard to get where I am and truth be told, taking David along for the ride is complicated because he does meet neighbors. He does bring drama. He just does and then he wants to act like some poor, unfortunate, wilted flower when questions come up. It's bullshit and even if he is being honest, the questions should not offend him in the slightest. You put yourself in the position where you get asked... Or did you forget?
*sighs* And now, even though I am dirt poor tired, I hafta go to work.
As you do.
Later
PS: This had better turn out to be nothing. I am so not kidding
PS2: Entry update... This had absolutely nothing to do with David and he's better be glad cuz that guy shot a dude in the head then pretty much made confetti outta him the same night. Both those dudes from the porch are in prison now