Niggers, Get A Fucking Clue
Please read last week’s installment .
Last week I recounted what happened to me, at the hands of a black woman, while backstage at The Arsenio Hall Show
some months ago. I’m not pointing out she was a black woman, that’s not important.
What’s important is she’s black.
Most, from what I could see of Arsenio’s staff is black. From my brief time there, I noticed most were pleasant and helpful. But the woman who threatened to call security on me was anything but.
She treated me as if I was a dark skinned nigger from the country and she was a light skinned lady from a well-to-do Negro family. There was a time when many light skinned blacks built communities and excluded any black person “darker than a paper bag” from living among them.
How fucked up is that,