It’s very simple. Never engage in conversation of any form with such people. Drive away.
Everyone needs to take a family picture and Photoshop a black “spouse” into it. Whip it out when being condemned as a racist.
When I lived in Alaska, my co-worker handled the department’s grievances. One whiner was a native Alaskan and accused my friend of discrimination. At that point he took his family pic from his drawer, which showed his three adopted Eskimo children. It was great.
If we were in the taco place when he asked for a dollar, I would have bought him a taco. If someone is hungry and asking for food I would not turn him down. Do unto others.
No, it's a douche bag being a douche bag. tell him the Trump Administration is hiring and to go to usajobs.gov
This is ooooooold. A million years ago when I was a kid this was done. A young man would come to the door in a predominately white neighborhood, trying to sell some shade magazine discount thing, and when you said no, he’d look at you with big eyes and say “Is it because I am black?”
And it was a scam, there weren’t any magazines, and the kids were probably put up to it by white crooks.
These guys need to have someone laugh in their faces. Maybe 2% of the American population is actively racist against blacks. Truly racist means you wouldn’t give them a fair shot, like when the doctor comes in to your exam room and is black, you dress and leave, or a black couple comes in to your restaurant or shop and you don’t wait on them. Very few people are that prejudiced against people of African ancestry. Nearly half the country is actively prejudiced against conservatives. And would shun them socially. That is real prejudice.
I have been confronted with aggressive panhandlers many times. As soon as I see one of those types standing in my path I act like I am mentally retarded. I push my tongue against my lower lip and I drool. I do not engage them in any conversation and I keep moving.
I work in Little Rock. Sometimes bad area. When the plethora of homeless, crackheads come up to me asking for money (usually 3-5 times a week), I just look at them and start speaking Spanish. “Lo siento, senior, no tengo dinero! Por favor, donde est el bano?”
I start asking questions in Spanish, trying to look like I’m lost, and they simply walk away. Only once did one of the homeless crack heads “bow up” on me.
A quick production of my Sig 220 let him know to not pick on me. He was arrested a few days later for kidnapping and raping a white female in downtown Little Rock over 3 days. He sold her to 4 more black crack heads for $50.00. She is lucky to be alive. I wish she had a gun.
“I don’t carry cash.”
A black man whom I thought was a customer walking in just like myself, stepped in front of me and said the store refused to give him some free food because he was “a black man”. He went on to say his wife and hungry child were supposedly waiting in his car and pointed in a general direction(I didn't look - wasn't going to take my eyes off this guy).
He asked for $20, I said I didn't have $20, He kept asking and standing in my way until it got down to $5.00 for a burger at McDonalds (so what about the wife and child?). I told him I had NO money, but I would wait for his wife at the front of the store, where I would be happy to buy what she needed to help them out.
He walked away from me without a word.
As a side note, as I continued my walk towards the store, I noticed there had been a small audience to our exchange and the black guy was now having a convo with a Sheriff. I felt good about that. I happen to be very petite, way over 50 years - and white. I think he was just waiting for me to open my purse and get my wallet out so he could rob me.
I’m in NYC and the “squeegee men” are coming back on some congested intersections. Only this time they don’t even bother to clean your windshield.
“You got a couple dollars?” and an angry stare is all you’ll get. And many people hand it over out of fear of their car being damaged
A hard lesson to learn:
You don’t have to talk to people.
I saw this youtube video where some white dude, on video, trolled random urban black males into fisticuffs.
The white dude would then take off his shorts and underwear and jump around and yell like a crazy idiot, and *every* last black dude took off running away as fast as they could.
The white dude did this multiple times and each time the black dude took off running.
Something to be aware of if you are in a desperate situation without a weapon and with no available help.
If someone asks for money for food, I usually offer to buy them a sandwich. That sends about half of them scurrying away, and the other half probably needs the sandwich, and I’m glad to help.
Don’t bother trying to defend yourself against “racism.” If someone says that to me, I just shrug and stare at them. I’m done. That crap doesn’t work on me anymore.
I work very close to 290 and Parmer lane. Which taco place was it so I can keep an eye open?
either stop being anywhere these people are, OR be courageous in your life and stand up to the thugs.....
no one is going to "play nice"....this is not "Dick and Jane" or some Hallmark movie...
this our life and we carry on or go hide under the table....
First, don’t go anywhere in EAST Austin. Second, don’t eat food from a truck. Third, don’t talk to those type people. Ignore them. Fourth, the bad taste in your mouth is from the taco. Just kidding. These panhandlers near UT harrass the co-eds. They’re not allowed on the side of the street closest to the school.
“I blame Obama and all Democrats for this.”
The only two instances of black on white racism I’ve encountered personally was within the first few months of Obama being elected in 2008.
Years later, I had one approach me with one of those pen knives where the blade had a rounded edge and asked me for money. I told him I didn't have any and he asked if I didn't have it or I wasn't giving it. I told him it didn't matter because one way or the other, he wasn't getting it. By then he had time to get a better look at me (I was very athletic and muscular which wasn't obvious by my slacks and shirt) and he opted to try elsewhere.
Some things never change....