Since When Was It Ok to Call Your Son a Nigga?
I know God doesn’t condone the foolishness in my life, but I’m just thankful that he thinks enough of me, and any child that could possibly be co-created by me, that he hasn’t allowed me to impregnate any woman that I would define as a hoodrat. With that said, I’m compelled to detail my recent interaction with a young lady and her friend, neither of whom would I suggest any upstanding brother to waste his time with. Their own behavior was not appauling, well atleast not the woman I was with at the time, but rather the lack of parenting going on by her friend. I feel sorry for the child, for his future seems doomed to successfully support more negative black male stereo-types if someone doesn’t interject; I really mean it.
I will take this time to first point fingers at myself, for one major flaw about this blog: I didn’t do shit when it counted. Instead of being a man and interjecting when I saw this mental crime against a child being committed, I simply sat there silent, recording the ridiculousness before me in my head so I could come back home to sit in my comfortable computer chair and blog about it. For that, I failed. There are far too many of us writing about shit and doing nothing to change it.
**Turns on D’Angelo – Brown Sugar Album**
I found myself at the apartment doorstep of a suburban associate who I had hopes of eventually sexually penetrating. When she arrived at the door, she notified me that I wasn’t allowed in her home (I later found out her child’s father was there watching the kids), so I made the walk of shame back to my vehicle. Joined by her on the passenger side, she told me that just because we couldn’t go in her house, didn’t mean that we couldn’t go “chill” somewhere else, at which time she suggested going to her bestfriends house. Green Light.
We’re heading down 8 mile towards Oak Park, MI, when I made a comment about her possibly liking women. To my suprise, she responded, “too late for that.” A grin quickly appeared on my face as I asked more questions regarding her sexuality. “I’m trying to have an all girl f**k fest”, she unveiled, “6 to 8 girls.” I gave her a serious look of “woman-don’t-play-with-me” and she said, “What? I’m serious.” I asked her when was the last time she had sex with a woman and she said, “Sunday” (as in a few days ago). Another…Green Light.
We arrived at her girl’s house and I was greeted by a slim, dark-skinned woman in a wife beater and booty shorts. On the couch, sat a little boy, maybe 1 to 2 years old, sitting down watching cartoons. Red-light. Gosh darn it.
After the little boy jumped off the couch and decided it would be a good idea to launch toys down the stairs, I turned the tv to a NBA game and relaxed as they (both of the girls are bisexual), talked at the dining room table. It wasn’t until I saw the girl I was with in the company of her friend, that I noticed she was not the type to share non-sexual activities with. Since the game was holding my attention, I tried not to hear their comments about their relationships with other people, but occassionally I heard bits and pieces of stuff I didn’t want to hear…at all. Besides, I’m just trying to relieve myself.
Somehow I got invited to a bar/club with the girl I was with, her friend, and her “boo” (who is a dude). Of course, I declined. I noticed there was a bit of alcohol on the table when her friend asked, “You want something to drink?” After I responded no, she gave me a suspicious look and asked, “you don’t drink?” I once again answered no, and she asked me did I smoke, at which time I gave her the same answer. “Oh, damn. why? That’s whatsup doe,” she responded. At this point, I’m questioning why I’m here. I’m not having sex, there’s a little boy running around in a diaper (he wasn’t bad I must admit), and his mother is drinking and talking about sex at the dining room table, continuing on about how much she can’t wait until her “boo” get’s there. “Girl my son been cock-blocking, [her dudes name] hates that shit. I gotta get him out of here an’ see if my momma a take him.” My jaw dropped. As she looked at her son, she called him a “sexy nigga.” Saying to the girl I was with, “girl this lil’ nigga look just like his daddy.” Wow. She referred to her son as a nigga countless times, even asking him, “nigga, what did you do with the remote control?” This boy is a BABY. Come on now. Maybe I’m just offended because I don’t allow women to refer to me as that, atleast not while I’m with them.
I guess her mom agreed to watch her son, because she left with him, at which time I started receiving oral sex from the girl I was with. Unfortunately, sex is mental for me, and if there’s something on my mind, I can’t perform to the best of my ability. Her head was good enough to make temporarily forget what I’d just seen, so we headed upstairs to her friends bedroom so I could watch her take backshots in the mirror. The sex, though good, was definitely not at it’s best since I wasn’t fully erect at any point. The whole situation was…wrong. Although the girl I was with hadn’t really done anything to annoy me, her friend had killed my mood.
Just as we finished up, her friend, and her “boo” arrived. We scrambled to leave her room, but the scent of sex filled the room. Her friend came upstairs, “yall, please dont tell *** yall were in my bed. He’d go crazy on me.” The way she name dropped this dude, I figured he had this girl in a loop. She wasn’t the cutest girl in the world, but as I saw when I finally met him, he gave her plenty of attention. As for him, he was actually a cool dude. I’m not to keen on meeting men in general, but this definitely wasn’t the drama type of “nigga”, so we got along fine as his girl scrambled through the house to get dressed. We even mutually checked her when she told him, “you can be my sons new daddy.” He quickly replied, “What? Don’t say that shit. He has a father who is in his life. Don’t speak ill of man who is trying to do for his son.” She sat quietly as he continued to scold her while I nodded in agreement.
They asked me if I’d like to go shoot pool with them, on some sort of double date, and while I didn’t really want to go anywhere with these people, I do love shooting pool, so I tagged along. Of course, when I got there, I witnessed her friend down drink-after-drink. She was so dizzy, she could barely hit the cue ball. I shook my head. The dude had a few drinks, but they were consumed the way typical adults drink I guess. The girl I was with had some type of fruity stuff that contained alcohol, which I didn’t support, but I just sat and sipped on my ice water while I tried to enjoy myself. That mission was complicated by the stupid breaks courtesy of her friend, who kept referring to the balls as bitches, while screaming loud enough to let Snookers (the pool hall) know she had no class at all.
By then, I couldn’t take it anymore. They even managed to mess up a good evening of shooting pool. I’m not sure how that dude, who seemed like a decent enough dude, was able to put up with that chick. For sex, ok, but to date her, wow. I’d shoot myself first.
My question to you is, is it ever ok to refer to a child as a nigga?
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26 Comments
3/11/2011
no
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3/11/2011
Is that a real question?
Anyone with a modicum of common sense would realize the serious effects degrading language has on a child’s self concept.
Honestly people should have to go through a thorough screening process before they are permitted to raise children.
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March 12th, 2011 at 5:39 pm
of course it’s real. I don’t think I’ve lied on this blog yet, although I was tempted to.
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3/12/2011
HELL NA!!! Damn they way u made it seem, hes gonna think thats his new nickname!! hahaha…smh…
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March 12th, 2011 at 3:02 am
LMAO!!!
you’re comment reminds me of an episode of the Boondocks, where Riley thought “nigga” was his name ’till the age of 3. It wasn’t until a teacher used the word that it became offensive. smh.
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March 13th, 2011 at 1:52 am
Funny!!
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3/12/2011
cleary not but if your in a typical black ghetto home its natural ive seen it all the time
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March 12th, 2011 at 5:41 pm
I’ve been in a few ghetto homes in my day, but I’ve never heard it go down like that. I guess there’s a big difference from what I consider to be hood…and how ghetto hood can really be.
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3/13/2011
It’s not ok to refer to anyone as that. Period.
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March 14th, 2011 at 3:10 am
well…I disagree there, but I understand why some people choose not to say the word.
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3/13/2011
I wish you would have corrected that poor excuse of a mother. It is okay…ghetto birds are like this…SMH
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3/14/2011
you were more interested in the N*GGA more than the females…faggot you rode his d*ck halfway the through the post..
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3/14/2011
then you always complain about certain women like a bitch, but you seem to find your way back to them anyway STFU about the women…this blog is not about relationships..or sexual play at all…STFU and talk about fu*king lol…it was a shame about her calling her baby a n*gga but you’ve called females worse..and stop acting like you were so concerned about the baby that much you don’t like kids you phony..lol..and you blame it on that situation for a soft d*ck…you faggot
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3/14/2011
Quite a few times you havent spoken up. I really dont like confronting ignorant people either, because most of the time they will not understand where Im coming from. But that doesnt mean I have to hang around them either. You shouldn’t let something like that happen again though.
Don’t Watch an Injustice Now, Just to Bust a Nut Later.
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March 16th, 2011 at 4:57 pm
Quite a few times? Please list when I’ve sat silent in regards to a mother and her child. I’m rarely around women and their kids to begin with.
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3/15/2011
No. Poor baby! I have seen worse too and I check mothers because I can’t allow childrent o be subjected.
Each one teach one. I can’t sit on the sideline while watching children be abused in ANY fashion. I would expect someone to call me out on anything I was doing like that…some young people think certain words are cool. She may not know the error of her ways.
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3/21/2011
Reminds me of that Bill Cosby piece where he talks about his dad calling him and his brother everything but their names, particularly “Dammit” and “Jesus Christ”. Call kids something long enough and they will start identifying with it! Not a good look.
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3/22/2011
Ur a hypocrite…. U have fucked ur whole state and u have the nerve to down these women… Whom your fucking…because they smoke drink and say nigga. These women are the company you keep.. So what does that say about you… Sad attempt to make it seem as if you have standards…. NIGGA PLZ
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March 24th, 2011 at 4:17 pm
Well, I haven’t fucked all of Michigan. There are 150,000 women in Detroit between 18-35. I haven’t even come close to 1% of that.
I actually do have standards silly chick. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t walk away from pussy, like I’ve done dozens and dozens of times. I don’t down women because they smoke or drink, I just don’t want it done around me…and if they can’t respect it, I just don’t talk to them. I don’t go around saying they are the scum of the earth because of it. Bitch please.
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March 29th, 2011 at 2:38 pm
If you say so… I have been reading this blog for a while.since I saw it on mediatakeout… Close to two years maybe and your promotion and need to constantly convey that you turned down this “pussy” and that sexual offer has always struck me as a an attempt to counter the notion that your… Well… NASTY…. And most of the things you gripe about seem to be fickle anway… Like saying oh god while having sex???the half ass attempt to not be painted the same color as your associates becomes even more lame because they are generally expressed after you fucked the girl….. Laughable but I quit… A nigga will always be a nigga even if he does not realize it… Make u a true NIGGER in this case….
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April 4th, 2011 at 1:07 am
The way that you express your discontent for me, all the while reading this “niggas” blog for two years, makes you more irrelevant than you were in the beginning. There’s a great thing about how God created us, we all have our own minds. With this gift, we’re able to like certain things. I didn’t know that it was so wrong, not to want to hear God’s name when you’re fornicating. You might as well have an orgy to a gospel song. :-\.
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3/29/2011
To put what Ebony is saying more delicately, Un, is that when you associate or have intimate relationships with women that you or society deems as bottom of the barrel you automatically put your image on a subserviant platform. So either tone down the grievences you have in your blogs about these women you deal with or simply upgrade to a higher caliber of woman.
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April 4th, 2011 at 1:02 am
how about…THIS GIRL WAS NOT MY WOMAN? She was the friend of a woman I was having sex with. Pretty simple concept.
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April 26th, 2011 at 12:50 am
You didn’t have very nice things to say about the woman you where with either. You could have easy scrapped the date and left because the her company wasn’t up to your standards (I have done it no offense to the guy), but no you chose to stay like everything was fine. So when you later complain when you could have left, makes it difficult for people to respect your position. When people sensibilities are offended normally they remove themselves because the perceived reward isn’t worth the negativity .
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April 26th, 2011 at 1:06 am
well people who hold others to a high standard of behavior typically walkout or away from such demonstrations you’d encountered. Also, you implicitly imply in your blog that you are a cut above the rest,so regardless of your relation to that woman to stay and then complain was hypocritical.
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April 26th, 2011 at 1:19 am
Im in error, you didn’t say anything negative about the woman you were with but I stand behind everything else I said. We know how you love to emphasize irrelvant points to lessen the crediblity of an argument in efforts to overshadow and dismiss valid points.
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