Now that we have your attention I’d like to present the White People’s Guide to Getting along with This Black man.
I am actually easy to get along with. My demands and standards are not as strenuous as many. But there are certain things I wished white people would stop doing and saying to me.
Here we go.
STOP ASKING ME IF MY DAUGHTER CELINE GOT INTO STANFORD BECAUSE OF AFFIRMATIVE ACTION.
The girl gets on my nerves sometimes but she is an exceptional student. She had a 4.4 grade point average in high school, was student body president and gave the graduating class speech.
She is finishing up her junior year at Stanford and is carrying a 3.8 grade point average. She was her class president for her first three years and has decided not to run for a fourth term. She is vice president of Stanford Women in Business and is a busy body on campus that students know about.
PLEASE STOP SAYING I AM ONE OF THE GOOD ONES.
What you are saying is blacks are not good people, but I am an exception. That is not a compliment.
I’ve never told a white person they are one of the good ones, even though there are plenty of evil white people who are mean spirited. But there are millions of good white people, just as there are millions of good black people.
But when I hear that I am one of the good ones it is telling me that my race is no good. I don’t like that.
PLEASE STOP ASKING WHY YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO US THE N-WORD AROUND ME.
It is not your word. Why would you want to used it? The word used to be a positive word in society until the white race mucked it up and turned it into a slur.
Yes, younger blacks use that word. I rarely do.
Let me give you an example. A few years ago I hung around a group of Gay guys in Palm Springs. During the course of the weekend they called each other queers, queens and fags. Those were not my words. I could not engage them in the same way they engaged each other. And I did not want to.
Do you know what I called them?
Bill. Frank. Steve. Joe. Or whatever other name their parents gave them.
PLEASE STOP SAYING I DON’T SEE COLOR.
Of course you do. We all do.
When you say that it is like denying my difference I bring to the world. Blacks, whites, Asians, Hispanics. We are all different. Instead of saying we don’t see color, let’s embrace our differences. Let all the colors and flavors we bring melt into a beautiful rainbow.
If we allow our differences to melt into the soul of our country, we will be a better land.
STOP ASKING IF A BLACK GUY IS QUALIFIED TO BE A HEAD COACH.
When I debate with my sports fans about possible coaching jobs, they almost always ask if a black coach is qualified for the job when I bring their name up. But they never ask if a white guy is qualified for the job. It’s just assumed that he is.
PLEASE STOP SAYING I DON’T SOUND BLACK
What does a black person sound like?
Does James Earl Jones sound black?
Do people from Africa with their cute British accents sound black?
Or do some people in the inner city who split their verbs sound black?
We have a diverse sound, as do most cultures.
SECURITY. STOP FOLLOWING ME IN STORES
I do not steal. My aunt, mother and grandmother taught me that at an early age. I understood following me when I was young. I am an old man now. I did not come into your store to swipe a pair of socks.
I can afford them.
There are other people in your store. Watch them also. You do not have to follow me around in the store. I’m one of the good ones.
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