Three black kids frequently came to visit my neighbor’s two white kids. They played the “music” so loud I could literally feel it in my prostate. They seemed nice. They dressed well (for kids.) They drove expensive cars. When I asked them to turn it down, they did. All three ended up in prison for murder before they graduated. Another black man “dissed” one of them while the kid was collecting from a drug deal. He took out his gun and shot the man to death. All three went to prison. Their reason was, as reported in the paper, “He dissed me man. I had to kill him.” My neighbors white boys nodded their heads and said, “Yep. He was dissed. He had to kill him.”
I had a young black kid living next door with his mom. He’s about 25 or so and recently moved out.
He’s got dreads, gold teeth, lots of tattoo’s. He tries to pull off the thug routine but he just can’t do it, although he does smoke way too much dope.
He’s just too nice of a kid. Amazingly in the 6 or so years he lived next door, I only heard loud music one time. I think maybe it was his mom. Summer Dreams by Kool and the Gang. There’s a rule that the song must be played loud and it’s one of my favorites.
We sure do live in interesting times
And we’re supposed to ignore this culture or be deemed racist. This cannot be discussed in polite society.