White people are full of guilt. Guilt over some shit that
happened over 150 years ago.
Hell, we didn’t own slaves! No white person alive today ever
owned a slave.
But we still feel that guilt.
We go out of our way to be extra nice to black people. Even
put one in the white house.
It’s the media that keeps that racial tension shit alive.
And the black people.
They will play that card anytime they feel they are being
wronged.
“Bitch, why you put pickle on my cheeseburger when I ordered
it plain? It’s cause I’m black, it’s it. I bet if a white person would’ve
ordered theirs plain, there wouldn’t be no pickle on their shit. You racist
M-F’er!”
So we feel guilty.
My wife and I saw that movie Traffic in the theaters. You
remember that movie?After it ended, my wife turns to me and says, “Let’s go hug that black couple sitting over there.”
And I, because of white guilt, was like, “Yeah, that’s a
good idea. Let’s do it.”
Then my brain was like, “Whoa…hold up. Are you friggin
crazy! You don’t go hugging on some strange black person. Do you want your ass
beat?”
I’m like, “Hang on a second babe. On second thought, we’ll
just make a donation to the NAACP.”
But nowadays, Arabs are the new Blacks.
Now don’t get jealous black people. I don’t mean we are
going to put Arabs in chains and make them do manual labor, only to free them,
give them the vote, and eventually pay them millions of dollars to play sports
for our leisure.
No, what I mean is, when you see an arab nowadays, like at
the seven eleven or the cellphone accessory kiosk in the mall or on a
plane…doesn’t your sphincter pucker a little.
Used to be, white people would see blacks, and they would
get scared. Lock their doors. Women would clutch their purses a little tighter.
Now, when we see Arabs, we either walk the other way incase
they explode, or we get ready to tackle them incase they reach for a detonator.
The poor guy at the kiosk learned that the hard way the
other day. I felt bad afterwards. Turns out he was just reaching for his phone
to show me we had the same kind.
But white people don’t fear blacks like they used too. We
are more worried about them not liking us.“I sure hope this black guy doesn’t hold what my relatives did to his relatives 150 years ago against me.”
