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sicilian1: Hey “Whitey”, Where were you when O.J. got off.

    There’s many white people out there who FIEGN compassion, love, understanding, sympathy, etc., for the black man. These are ussually your ivory-towered, lilly-white, do-gooding liberals who think they’re earning their badge of courage in racial tolerance by FIEGNING that concern. It allows them to “look down” on all the racial insensitive ignorants out there as they pat themselves on the back and congratulate all those in their hypocritical, dishonest “tea-and-crumpets” crowd. They sit around the country club where the only “black” people are the help and think they’re doing their part in the cause of racial equality by “tipping-good.”

   If you REALLY want to know how down they are with the cause, don’t ask their opinion on Beyonce’s beauty or their favorite athlete. Ask these hypocrites where they were when O.J. got off and ask them truthfully how they felt. You don’t even have to wait for their pandering answer because the moment they hesitate and you see the fear accross their face is ALL the answer you’ll ever need.

   Because if THEY were truthful, they’ll tell you how they wrung their hands in outrage and called their friends to discuss the “injustice” that was just perpetrated. The more devious “white-guilters” will disguise their outrage as an outrage over the violence to a woman and mother. But they can’t fool me because they were really mad because of their inherrant racsism and predjudices.

    On that day I had gone over my friends house early in the morning to wake him up because we had some “rounds” to make that day. Our relationship had started out as a business relationship but eventually we realized we had much in common and started to hang out together. It had NOTHING to do with ANYTHING racial. Niether of us could be labeled “sell-outs”. We just had a common outlook, the same interests and most of all the same sense of humor regarding the hypocracy of most people. We became good friends. During our “heyday” we were clubbing four nights a week and hitting the strip clubs in between. The party didn’t start untill we arrived because we were buying the bar. We had our pick of eye-candy, no matter the race, but as someone said, “we only give our number to selected few.”

     Eventually we had a falling out over business but after our fed bids and now that we are civilians we put that behind us and hang out like regular people. Our bond is deep and has NOTHING to do with race. We are two people who experienced life together and we know without speaking the words that we would probably die for each other. Even when we were not on speaking terms if he needed me and called upon me I would have dropped everything no matter the percieved beefs I held to be by his side. And to tell you the truth, I would’ve probably been happy for the opportunity to show him my commitment. When we did finally come together we didn’t even mention why we were mad at each other and in fact have never discussed why we were mad at each other. Our bond was and is too deep and we finally realized, I guess, that is what matters. And that is REAL.

    Anyways, the day O.J. was aquitted I started off over my friends house early in the morning. He always took alot of time to get ready. He had to make sure he was lined up, had the right clothes and just the right amount of cologne. I actually thought it was ridiculous and sometimes would get irritated, especially when it had to do with money. When that was the case I’d be up in my pajama’s with my hair disheveled ready to shake someone down for what was mine. He on the other hand had to put himself together before he’d do ANYTHING.

      So I was sitting around his house watching Tv waiting for him to get ready. To the best of my recollection the verdict came in sometime just after noon east coast time. (Give or take an hour here or there). We watched it together and my friend expressed his uncontained joy. He didn’t care if O.J. did or didn’t do it, he was just happy that O.J. got off. I guess that I could sum up his attitude as one of satisfaction that finally a black man played the system and won. Me, my attitude was one of apathy as far as the racial issue. As a criminal at the time I ABSOLUTELY identified with the accussed and my feeling was one of,  ‘hey the jury has spoken, more power to the juice.’

      After the verdict my friend quickened his pace as he hurried with enthusiasm to get over his cousins house. Once there, we walked into almost a “party” atmosphere. His cousin had many family members and they were all up and excited over the just announced verdict. Never did any one of them rail against the “white” man. Their happiness was just over the fact that a fellow brother didn’t get strung up by the system.

   We finally made our way out of my friends cousin’s house and got to making our ’rounds’. Late that afternoon, as we had to get ready for our routine night of clubbing, we hit the local Mall to buy our outfits. Throughout the day my friend and his cousin had been unapologetically shouting out ‘the juice is loose. ‘ They were doing just that when, while in a department store browsing for something relevant to wear that night, a store clerk came up to us to ask if we needed any help. He was your average white-boy. We joked and bantered with him for several minuets when my friends cousin added weight to the mood by asking the white-boy what he thought about O.J.

      The happy-go-lucky attitude of the white-boy changed as he went silent as my friend and his cousin fixed a silent gaze upon him. The white-boy was nervous, he had absolutely no idea what he should say. His face said it all as he searched for the “right” answer so as not to “offend”. Finally my friends cousin let him off the hook by breaking the silence and saying, “It’s alright you can say what you want.” He then pointed to me and said, “He’s my friend and he’s white and he thinks O.J. did it and that’s ok.” At that I fixed my most intimidating “guido” stare on him. The white-boy looked at me, his eyes said, ‘please “whitey” help me out. Don’t let these blacks hurt me.’ But I wasn’t going to help him out. If he had something to say then he was going to have to say it or stick his tail between his legs and say whatever he thought he had to say.

       There was a deafening silence, the white-boy swallowed hard, he was waiting for someone anyone to throw him a life jacket, his eyes registered all the bone-chilling fear he felt, he obviously didn’t feel he was on friendly territory nor no matter my cousins friends insistence that it was okay for him to express his true opinion and pointing to me as evidence that nothing would be held against him was enough to relieve the white-boy of his fears. The longer he held his tongue the more we toyed with him with our intimidating stares. Finally the white-boy stuttered and stammered and gave some kind of incohearent, nonsensical answer.

      But what his silence and stuttering proved was the ingrained racsist attitude inside him. He was caught off guard. He hadn’t had time to form a politically correct or unoffensive answer. If he wasn’t a racsist he would have come out with his honest opinion no matter who it would have offended. He wouldn’t have had the fear of offending anybody because he would have felt safe that his answer was based on an intelligent analysis of the facts and not stoked by any underlying racial predjuidices.

      My friend himself personally thought O.J. did it. I never heard any of the other black people in my life give an opinion whether O.J. really did it or not. They didn’t care. Their attitude was that they identified with his stuggle to fight the system and win.

     He NEVER accussed me of being a racsist because I felt O.J. “got away with murder.” That’s because he knew my opinion wasn’t based on any hidden racsist feelings. I myself wish I had a lawyer that could’ve played the legal system a little more like Johnny Cochran. Do I hold anything against O.J.’s legal team? No, I respect them immensely because they took their oath to defend their client to the extreme. They played every card available to them to get their client a walk and they were successful. If there were more lawyers who were like that and not the sell-outs they are there’d be alot less people in jail. Do they deserve all the fame and fortune they’ve recieved because of what they did? You bet they do.

    Do I feel bad for the loss of life, especially for that Goldman kid who was just an innocent bystander? Absolutely, it was a tradgedy. But did it have anything to do with race? The black man taking out his aggression on a white woman, blah, blah, blah or whatever? No it didn’t. It was personal resentment, anger, jealousy between A MAN and A WOMAN. That’s it. I personally feel that O.J. was frustrated and upset beyond emotions that he was subsidizing this woman’s existence and watching her in turn subsidize a succession of boy-toy’s and engage in other slutty behavior on his dime. And he just flipped out.

    Now as far as the other case, O.J. did something and was guilty of something. But is he paying because he got away with murder the first time around? You bet. They gave him all that time for trying to “steal” his stuff. They really stuck it to him. But sadly this is how the criminal justice system works. If O.J. lived with the first verdict he unfortunately now must live with the second. And either which way is not right or wrong but it is what is.

     The point of this whole opinion is if black people REALLY want to find out how “down” a particular “whitey” is with the cause of the black man then all they have to do is ask them the two-fold question, “Where were you at the time of the first O.J. verdict  and what are your true feelings about the first verdict.”

     Now remember, this is the key. Their answer is NOT what’s important, what is important is how quick and confident no matter the conclusion is their answer. If they pause, stammer, stutter, hedge, qualify or otherwise delay their answer, if they play both sides of the fence with their answer then they are absolute, dishonest hypocrites. There is no right or wrong answer as to your belief of guilt or innosense. The racsist will obviously give a quick answer also. But the exercise is to catch the fakers in the “white-guilt” crowd because they’re the ones who will use the delaying tactics to hedge or search for the pandering and patronizing answer.

 

P.S. check out brotharealtalk  blog on wordpress. He had a hand in inspiring this blog. His blog has some very thoughtful insights

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June 19, 2009 Posted by | blog, culture, history, Life, news, people, personal, philosohy, Politics, random, thoughts | 6 Comments