For years, in my neighborhood, and probably in many others, there seems to be an unfathomable entitlement bestowed among folks with darker skin than others—mostly among the adult-to-I'm-almost-an-adult crowd—to use the N word without so much as a pause. I hear it all the time. I hear it on buses, in subways, on the street, and in the lyrics to songs. When I hear it, I inevitably glance around and see the cringing of faces too—what? Intimidated?—to object.
I've objected and will continue to object. Loudly.
I don't give one good bleep what the color of your skin is. Do. Not. Use. The N word. In. My. Presence.
You are not entitled.
That is all.
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