Word: niggerness
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...These are the niggers' seats! The Government plainly said these are the niggers' seats!" screamed the little woman in rage. I was embarrassed at the word nigger but I was proud of the lady. I was proud of the man who wouldn...
...CENTURIES somebody has been telling Black people to keep quiet. "Keep your mouth shut, nigger, keep picking. Be happy you got somebody to think for you." Of course, Black people could always think for themselves, but to communicate their ideas to each other--without suppression--Black Americans developed their own English, their own art and music. The song and dance, while always beautiful, never represented the entire substance of Black talent. The shouts of Black joy, inspired by Emancipation, were muffled by that incessant scolding: "Hush up now, you're free. What more could you possibly want?" Today, on this...
...chicano drummer, its excursions through the realms of brotherhood come as naturally as a walk around the block, and are sometimes just as risky. KKK announces a fearless ambition guaranteed to turn both sides of the color line to a common, angry red: "I am bigger than a nigger/ Wanna be an all American man/ Wanna join the Ku Klux Klan/ Play in a rock 'n' roll band." Wielding lyrics that take wide swipes at the collective social conscience, the Bus Boys are a much needed addition to the contemporary rock music scene, which goes light on social...
...conversation ended there, moderation, played by the Bircher, would have triumphed. But he had to say it, courageous in a way. "I guess the only thing we don't entirely agree about is Blacks," he said. "What?" the robed figure cried. "What has a nigger ever done for you? Tell me, what has one ever done for you?" The short guy, he blanched a little, and the words started to spill out fast--"Oh, I know in general they're a problem, and for the most part you're right that they're a blight. But I knew one once...
...second the flames rolled up the shaft and across the crossbar; around it, Klansmen danced in ecstasy, arms spread wide, the heat and light full on their chests. The followers, the bikers, broke the "reverent silence" Wilkinson had requested and began to holler: "Get me a nigger," "Put a Puerto Rican up there, they burn well cause they're so greasy...