Much love to the writer of the letter 'Can we shop in peace.'
It was such a release for me I can't express You see, the last time I covertly stormed out of a West end shop, myself imploding, was last Sunday. The black security guard fixed on me so you'd think there was no other matter for miles around. Their ears prick up as though a prey has just stepped into their lair and is inevitebly going to get caught. I've long written about this in personnel verse, as we do produce the blues, but I’ve never heard of it mentioned on a public forum.
It no doubt affects many of us physiologically and emotionally and is something that should be addressed.
While I’m on it, I shudder when I’m approached by a black or wigger who approaches me with a ’Yes big man', or ' you alrite dere boss,' or happens to not notice my 6ft3inch self waiting at bar or shop floor, to serve a person who blatantly shows up after me, who is a foot shorter, maybe standing in my shadow but is white
It's shocking that this is 2008
It was such a release for me I can't express You see, the last time I covertly stormed out of a West end shop, myself imploding, was last Sunday. The black security guard fixed on me so you'd think there was no other matter for miles around. Their ears prick up as though a prey has just stepped into their lair and is inevitebly going to get caught. I've long written about this in personnel verse, as we do produce the blues, but I’ve never heard of it mentioned on a public forum.
It no doubt affects many of us physiologically and emotionally and is something that should be addressed.
While I’m on it, I shudder when I’m approached by a black or wigger who approaches me with a ’Yes big man', or ' you alrite dere boss,' or happens to not notice my 6ft3inch self waiting at bar or shop floor, to serve a person who blatantly shows up after me, who is a foot shorter, maybe standing in my shadow but is white
It's shocking that this is 2008
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