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Originally posted by NOWorNEVER
Oh Lord, the nerve of some people. Honeykiss, it sounds like this character was sippin' on some "hater-aid"  ! I too have had my "blackness" questioned by some of the music I choose to listen too and who I keep in my circle of friends. Those people who feel as though Blacks should only have certain people as friends, live in certain parts of town, and have certain jobs are limited in their thinking and need to explore new areas in life.
In my particular situation, the people who make those type of coments decided to stay home, find fast food jobs, and make babies.
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Excellent points. I've had the same thing happen to me for a long time, because I'm in my late 30s.
Just the other day, some eejit who apparently went to school with me -- I didn't recognize him --said, "Shut up, ST -- your name is ST, ennit?" when I screamed at a woman who was parked illegally in a handicapped space.
I'm not making nice to those who drink 40-ouncers and loiter on the corner. I made my choice back in high school -- concentrate on becoming educated and keep my legs closed. Today, because I followed that plan, I've got a degree and can meet my basic needs. I'm not particularly affluent by SoCal standards, but I dress and act like it.
