"da black man... doan keep da black man down my frien"
Those were some of the words uttered to me by some absolutely insane guy on the way from my car to class last night.
Walking out of the parking lot, I'm confronted by a man who feels the need to continually point out the fact that he's black and that I shouldn't be 'keeping him down'. In the process, I should also give him a dollar. You know, cuz it only makes sense to give charity to a black man in efforts to stop me from 'keeping him down'. So now I'm walking to class. He follows, showing me that he found pages from 'the good book' in the bus terminal then appeared to offer them to me for a dollar. To which I remarked, "the lord isn't asking you to sell that for a dollar is he?" (keeping in mind he is talking over me and about 3x as much)
He wasn't too amused by that comment.. even going to the point of saying I insulted him. You know.. "keepin da black down" as he said for the millionth time. All this time walking very close to me, bumping into me as we walk. If he was trying to pick pocket, he was pretty disappointed that I refused to take my hands out of my pockets. Not a verbal refusal though. More one of those, 'i am walking like this, fuck off' kinda refusals.
Finally I decide on a new tactic... "why are you bringing colour into this? You're a man. I don't walk around saying I'm a white man"
At that point I kinda stumpted him. He tried to bring up the colour thing again but I kept returning with "drop the colour barrier, you're a man like me".
He almost followed Vinnie and myself into the school till he finally decided to get lost and bother the next cracka ass cracka that walks by... and hopefully one not so mouthy like myself :)
Those were some of the words uttered to me by some absolutely insane guy on the way from my car to class last night.
Walking out of the parking lot, I'm confronted by a man who feels the need to continually point out the fact that he's black and that I shouldn't be 'keeping him down'. In the process, I should also give him a dollar. You know, cuz it only makes sense to give charity to a black man in efforts to stop me from 'keeping him down'. So now I'm walking to class. He follows, showing me that he found pages from 'the good book' in the bus terminal then appeared to offer them to me for a dollar. To which I remarked, "the lord isn't asking you to sell that for a dollar is he?" (keeping in mind he is talking over me and about 3x as much)
He wasn't too amused by that comment.. even going to the point of saying I insulted him. You know.. "keepin da black down" as he said for the millionth time. All this time walking very close to me, bumping into me as we walk. If he was trying to pick pocket, he was pretty disappointed that I refused to take my hands out of my pockets. Not a verbal refusal though. More one of those, 'i am walking like this, fuck off' kinda refusals.
Finally I decide on a new tactic... "why are you bringing colour into this? You're a man. I don't walk around saying I'm a white man"
At that point I kinda stumpted him. He tried to bring up the colour thing again but I kept returning with "drop the colour barrier, you're a man like me".
He almost followed Vinnie and myself into the school till he finally decided to get lost and bother the next cracka ass cracka that walks by... and hopefully one not so mouthy like myself :)