Thursday is my favorite day to go to the black barbershop for a beard trim and catch up on current affairs in Detroit.
Thursday is not a very crowded day like Friday and Saturday. But you still get the great benefits of the weekend. This is when the guy with large white boxes filled with soul food or barbecue dinners begins to show up. You can get a meal of fried chicken, smothered pork chops or fried cat fish made out of somebody’s house for $8.
That includes black-eyed peas, greens and macaroni and cheese.
That’s usually followed by the man or woman who sells slices of 7-up cake or peach cobbler for dessert.
The black barbershop is visited by an interesting group of guys. There is the retired cop who can run the Detroit Police Department and solve crimes better than any police chief ever hired by the police department. Then there is union guy who worked for Fords (Notice I did not say Ford because we throw an s behind every motor company) who defends every move the union has made since Jimmy Hoffa was in charge of the Teamsters.
But my favorite guy is the black conservative who out shouts the entire barber shop because everybody disagrees with him. He is usually an older man who doesn’t give a damn. He’s got his views, a hostile audience, and relishes in the attention he gets.
“What did Barack Obama do for black folks besides be black,” he shouts.
“Donald Trump might be crazy but he promised white folks jobs so that is why he is president. This is not a racist thing.”
This guy was even against certain aspect of the Civil Rights movement.
“Dr. King is a great man but his movement ain’t for you and me. He’s only there to help uppity black folks. I don’t want to live next to the white man or marry a white woman. So there ain’t nothing in it for me.”
When the black conservative walks in there is a mixture of eye rolls and glee because you never know what he is going to say and when he is going to erupt.
“The Black Lives Matter group is cool but some of these (bleeps) should have got shot.”
He even comments on sports.
“I know you don’t want to hear this but Larry Bird was better than Magic Johnson.”
We howl, slap our knees and bask in the show. This brother is non stop talk and usually outshines the union guy and the ex cop.
And by the way they are serving smothered pork chops and 7-up cake today.