Ghetto. Classless. Obnoxious. Hypocritical. Those 4 words describe the black people I encountered down in Vegas. Honestly, I was almost ashamed to be black. Now I know that sounds like some self-hate bullshit, but I really mean it. Honestly, to see the ‘tomfoolery’ that I saw this weekend during Black History month makes me feel that it would have been a lot less of a step backwards if they just made some toilet paper with Dr. King’s ‘I Have a Dream’ speech on it and we all used it to wipe our asses. See, you can explain away typical ‘ghetto’ bullshit when you are in the hood. You can say that the people didn’t know any better and that they are living poor so they should get an excuse. Of course I still think that’s a load of crap but…whatever. But down in Vegas, all those excuses go out the window. If you can afford to fly out to Vegas and get a hotel room, I expect you to have at least an ounce of class about you. Now I know I might be expecting too much, but still, I think it’s about time we start holding ourselves to a higher standard. At what age are you too old to be walking around with a chain that comes down to your belt buckle? Why do you get in line at the food court with your pants sagging down to behind your knees? Thankfully the idiot who did that (see picture above) was wearing shorts or we would have all been treated to that ignorant Negro’s shit stained boxers. When do you finally realize that yelling ‘Ay gurl…come hurr’ from your rented car doesn’t work? Then there’s the blatant disrespect of the rules. Not just the rules of the hotel, but basic rules of living in a civilized society. Take crossing the street for instance. Everyone jaywalks. I know this. I’ve done it myself. But if you are going to walk against the signal, not check to make sure traffic is not coming, and then walk slow as molasses, you deserve to get hit. Don’t mean mug on the drivers when they honk their horn at you. YOU, are the wrong one. I watched ignorant ass black folk not only mean mug, but then walk slower and then complain like they had the right of way.
Also, contrary to popular belief, not all Black people like marijuana. Another interesting tidbit is that people that choose to ask specifically for a ‘non-smoking’ room actually do that because they don’t like the smell of smoke. That includes weed smoke. The ghetto bammas next door to my room decided they would go into their bathroom and smoke some weed. I guess they didn’t want to weed smoke to be all in their room, but obviously didn’t mind that the smell permeated into the hallway and, more importantly, my room. I wasn’t really surprised though considering these were the same ignorant ass ghetto bammas that would come in between 4 – 6 AM, screaming, laughing, slamming doors, knocking on their door because they locked themselves out of the room and were trying to wake up the person knocked out in their room. Then they would turn around and yell at us to ‘Shut up’ because they were trying to sleep at 11:30 AM.
I can honestly say I was embarrassed. Typically when someone calls our people out on their shit (Cosby?) they are met with tons of other people saying ‘No, that’s just the few bad apples. That’s not representative of the rest of us.’ Well, I’m sorry to inform you that we (those with class, dignity and respect) are vastly outnumbered by those that would rather show their lack of respect, tact, and class for the whole world to see. When I got ready to leave on Monday morning, I was watching a news report that said that crime had definitely increased over the last 3 days (When most of the people arrived). You know it is sad when people say that they’ve never seen Vegas that bad (The damn city is nicknamed ‘Sin City’). I believe there were 4 shootings. FOUR in three days. One restaurant said they lost THOUSANDS of dollars on walkouts. Apparently some people thought jacking taxi cabs down one particular alley would be the cool thing to do. The streets were littered with trash. So called ‘men’ were disrespecting women left and right. Just because she didn’t want to talk to your yellow teeth having, grillz wearing, smelling like weed and looking like death ass doesn’t give you the right to call her a ‘bitch’. Like the rhetorical question I asked before ‘Has running up on a chick like she some sort of animal ever really worked???’
Any way, let me just wrap this up by saying that I’m extremely disappointed in the behavior of ‘my people’. After this weekend I have no more hope for us. Maybe things will change, but I sincerely doubt it. Now many will say I’m being too harsh but I’m reminded of that quote by Sgt. Waters from A Soldiers Story (‘Do you know the damage one ignorant Negro can do?’) If one ignorant Negro can bring a ton of embarrassment and shame to his people, what can a city full of them do? Think about this: There were foreigners who came in to town for this passed weekend. Be it for the All-Star game or just to come to Vegas. For many of them it might have been there first time seeing a Black person. So they see the ignorant bammas with the grillz and chains. They see the rude ass ‘men’ grabbing up females. They hear about the shootings (One resulted in a dead body being outside my hotel, The Monte Carlo). They then go back and tell everyone they know that what they saw is how Black people behave. Now we have everyone thinking we are uncouth animals. And then we wonder where the stereotypes we face in the world come from. We wonder why we are still discriminated on and why we are overlooked for jobs and promotions. So if you ever experience that and wonder where the mindset of the other person came from, think back to All-Star Weekend in Vegas 2007 and thank your ‘brothers’ and ‘sisters’. And to think these fools acted this way during Black History month. Just a couple of weeks ago the ‘State of the Black Union’ was held where a bunch of delusional Blacks told themselves we were moving in the right direction. Well, let me tell you…we took about 15 HUGE steps back these past 3 days. King, Parks, Malcolm, and all our fallen heroes are rolling in their graves right now. A damn shame.