I See Black People

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Chris Jenkins February 10, 2011 Hayes Imitation I See Black People 2.0 I see lightskinned laid off bankers cry as they vow to put their children through college, I see tan old ladies bake, so they can forget the death of their mother and brother, I see raisinfaced Christians wax their cars in the sun and mourn over their dream deferred. I see tall, brown winos drink Steel Reserve 211 before their coffee. I see greybeard yellow street Mayors smoke a pack of Marlboros after getting a pacemaker, I see big ass sista’s push a stroller in the snow to take a place in the welfare line. I see redhaired freckled face Muslims tell me about Allah and then sell me smell good oils. I’ve seen darkskin ivyleaguers write dissertations on James Joyce. I’ve seen Ethiopian economists swear off of white girls. I’ve seen Jamaican, Indian, Irish accountants throw gang signs and swear off of black girls. I’ve seen fragile, noasshaving, weavewearing, selfproclaimed bitches study art at the Louvre. I’ve seen chocolate Haitians study biochemical engineering on Monday, cheat on Friday, and proclaim the word on Sunday. I’ve seen dirtfaced, Jordanwearing, weedsmoking Italian men feed strangers meatballs and fried chicken. I’ve seen Lexusdriving Preachers dress in white robes and tell me to Give what you got or go to hell! I’ve seen mothers tell their son, Never marry a white girl ! and then become the wife of an Irishman. I’ve seen big black dudes cry, in the rain as they beg for money. I’ve seen South Philly Irish teens drink 40s, spit watermelon seeds and teach me how to Electric Slide. I’ve seen poor white girls sob when Maury says, You are NOT the father. I’ve seen cornrolled, basketball playing, rappers exalt a baby that isn’t his. I’ve seen the rise and fall of Kings, Tigers, and Supermen. I’ve seen a Canadian, Black, Jew win a Grammy for saying nigga and I’ve seen Italian, Scottish, Englishmen fall from the Cosmo for saying He’s a nigger! I’ve seen white suburbanites expelled for MLK parties and I’ve seen black urbanites celebrated for dressing as Pauly D, The Situation, Ronnie, and Vinny. I’ve seen the world celebrate a white African president and I’ve seen the world mourn the only whiteblack man I’ve ever seen. I’ve seen young brothers wonder what exactly does it mean to be black, white, Italian, Irish, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, male, female, transgendered, straight, gay or bi if we all came from 23+23. I see black people.

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Chris Jenkins

February 10, 2011

Hayes Imitation

I See Black People 2.0

I see light‐skinned laid off bankers cry as they vow to put their children throughcollege, I see tan old ladies bake, so they can forget the death of their mother and

brother, I see raisin‐faced Christians wax their cars in the sun and mourn over their

dream deferred. I see tall, brown winos drink Steel Reserve 211 before their coffee. I

see grey‐beard yellow street Mayors smoke a pack of Marlboros after getting a

pacemaker, I see big ass sista’s push a stroller in the snow to take a place in the

welfare line. I see red‐haired freckled face Muslims tell me about Allah and then sellme smell good oils. I’ve seen dark‐skin ivy‐leaguers write dissertations on James

Joyce. I’ve seen Ethiopian economists swear off of white girls. I’ve seen Jamaican,

Indian, Irish accountants throw gang signs and swear off of black girls. I’ve seen

fragile, no‐ass‐having, weave‐wearing, self‐proclaimed bitches study art at the

Louvre. I’ve seen chocolate Haitians study biochemical engineering on Monday,

cheat on Friday, and proclaim the word on Sunday. I’ve seen dirt‐faced, Jordan‐

wearing, weed‐smoking Italian men feed strangers meatballs and fried chicken. I’ve

seen Lexus‐driving Preachers dress in white robes and tell me to Give what you got 

or go to hell! I’ve seen mothers tell their son, Never marry a white girl ! and then

become the wife of an Irishman. I’ve seen big black dudes cry,

in the rain

as they beg for money. I’ve seen South Philly Irish teens drink 40s, spit watermelon

seeds and teach me how to Electric Slide. I’ve seen poor white girls sob when Maurysays, You are NOT the father. I’ve seen corn‐rolled, basketball playing, rappers exalt 

a baby that isn’t his. I’ve seen the rise and fall of Kings, Tigers, and Supermen. I’ve

seen a Canadian, Black, Jew win a Grammy for saying nigga and I’ve seen Italian,

Scottish, Englishmen fall from the Cosmo for saying He’s a nigger! I’ve seen white

suburbanites expelled for MLK parties and I’ve seen black urbanites celebrated for

dressing as Pauly D, The Situation, Ronnie, and Vinny.

I’ve seen the world celebrate a white African president and I’ve seen the world

mourn the only white‐black man I’ve ever seen.

I’ve seen young brothers wonder what exactly does it mean to be black, white,

Italian, Irish, Chinese, Japanese, Indian, male, female, transgendered, straight, gay or

bi if we all came from 23+23.

I see black people.