Posted on 01/20/2015 10:02:13 AM PST by Second Amendment First
“... I might have to explain...why I like Miles Davis, Nina Simone and Marvin Gaye.”
Maybe there’s no magazines, TV or radio in their apartment.
Because about 95% of the media in the US is minority oriented.
BTW, Years ago I went to a Miles Davis concert in Cleveland. About 400 people there... only TWO black couples. Actually, most black people I speak to about this stuff don’t know who he was.
Also, I used to work with a black girl who didn’t know who Mahalia Jackson was or Jesse Norman, etc. No clue!!
Nailed it.
Diversity! You aren’t being diverse young lady.
Us evil white males are continuously brow beaten into submission about how we’re supposed to “celebrate cultural differences”, yet you BMW about reciprocation...pretty much what I expected from the “other side”.
LMAO!!!!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXi2j6WfTlI
She should just leave then.
If I was one of her room mates and had to hear Aretha Franklin screeching R E S P E CT and smelling fried chicken grease everyday, I’d have to just leave too, but then, that’s just me .
She doesn’t need to suppress herself. She can open up to me - and I will open up to her. I’ll point out Mike Brown was a thug who tried to take a cop’s gun and died for it, just as I would if I acted like that. I’ll point out Gardner was obese and had heart problems, and white guys like that who resist arrest sometimes die of heart attacks too. I’ll tell her I like fried chicken, so she doesn’t need to “eat my leftover fried chicken outside the office” - just share.
I’ll tell her I’m tired of suppressing my anger that 3% of the population commits 50% of the murders. I’ll tell her she can “use “sister girl language””, but I’ll feel free not to understand - or care. Why? Because she has no claim on me that ANY human doesn’t have. She is JUST a human. She isn’t special because she is black.
42 years this coming September.
So my heart just bleeds for her. But I have an idea. She doesn't have to suppress herself, but can't ask her white acquaintances to, either. Make the deal right up-front with them.
Otherwise, I will not suppress myself around people that think I should be worried about their problems more than my own.
“I, I, I, I, I, me, me, me, me, me...”
When her new roommate said “What’s happening in Ferguson?” I heard some kid got shot or something like that,” she missed the opportunity to take the conversation further. Instead, she stayed silent, chose to paint her roommate as a racist because he wasn’t overflowing with in-depth knowledge about the happenings in Ferguson. She was raised in a black city, home-schooled, went to a small black college, worked for Essence Magazine, and she looks down on whites because they don’t know or care to know what’s going on in a black community hundreds of miles away? Must be nice to have nothing to worry about in your life except what’s currently going on in the news. No mention of ever having any white friends back home. It appears to me she has nobody but her parents to blame for not ever having long-term interaction with whites while she was growing up. All she knows is what she was taught by her parents. She’s the one with the blinders on. How many white people murdered by blacks can she name? My guess is none.
Apparently she is annoyed that she has to suppress her inner bigot.
Just goes to show how ignorant this little girl is. She assumes everyone uses social media just like her. I’d hate to see what she thinks about people like me who could care less about any of that stuff.
My guess is the white roommate knew full well what was going on in Ferguson but was having to suppress himself since he knew he was being race-baited into a conflict. And even that set him up as the bad guy.
No win situation.
“Mother Africa beckons.”
I got a good laugh out of that. I will have to use it sometime.
“Don’t you know a young black man was killed?”
“Oh yeah. How.......unusual.”
Summary: Why are white people allowed to have their own opinions? Why don’t they agree with me?
If I was one of her room mates and had to hear Aretha Franklin constantly screeching R E S P E CT and smelling fried chicken grease everyday, I’d leave. It doesn’t take me long to find out I’m in a place where I’d rather not be.
What a load of hog wash. We all have to find places where we feel comfortable. I’m uncomfortable around liberals - white and black alike - so I avoid them. You don’t like your white roommates then find some black ones. Easy.
Ha. She describes a world with her own kind as “utopia”, we have more in common than she will ever know. May we both have our dreams realized some day.
Pathetic.
She hates herself and it’s everYone else’s fault?
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I would like to have a dollar for every “I” in that story...self-absorbed much?!
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