It’s time to start calling out the professional fake outragists. (I just made that word up.)
Decades ago, when the Black Panthers were entering the community with a message of Black Empowerment, a middle-school-age black boy came up to the window of my car, where I was stopped at a red light. He yelled at me: “Honky, honky, honky,” My response was to laugh at him. I have many times wondered what lesson he took from that little confrontation.
I was at a casino playing and a black girl was standing behind me blowing cigarette smoke all over me even though she could see I was wearing a face mask. She wasn’t playing.
I asked her if she would step back.
She went off on a rant about how I was racist ..this is the mentally that I despise.
I flipped a switch in my brain and went off on her...but in a different way.
Since you don’t want to move let me tell you in great detail about the horrible death that is lung cancer. And I did...and as she ranted I calmly kept talking about the horrible death that is lung cancer.
She moved away from me
I should have just called security or something but I am so sick of these people yelling RACE at everything.
It’s time to start calling out the professional fake outragists. (I just made that word up.)