I was at an event yesterday (outdoors, in a park) with limited tables. You had to get there early to get one.
I managed to get one of the last tables. It was a square with 4 benches around it. I was sitting there by myself a lot, while the kids played games, etc. The kids went off in pairs to play games and other activities and frequently checked in to drop off prizes on our "pile" and what not. Our table was like our HQ of sorts, where we kept our bags, prizes, and stuff like that. There was also food at the event, and we certainly needed the space to eat. The table had room for 8 adults; my whole family (11) was there.
During the event, several people asked me, "Is this table taken"? And I told them "yes". No problems.
Eventually a black family came -- they just pretended they didn't hear my answer, I guess. For a while just a few of them sat on the "empty" side of the table, but it was a classic "Camel with his nose under the tent" situation. Apparently they had a lot of extended family and/or friends. Before long, they had taken over 1/2 to 3/4 of the table. I was not pleased.
Any other race would have asked "Is this table taken?", "Yes.", "Ok, thank you." and that would have been the end of it.
People wonder why no one wants to live near blacks, why whites "fly" from neighborhoods that go black, etc.? This is why. They seem to have no sense of rules, decorum, culture, or living in harmony with their neighbors. Even the average ones -- the ones who aren't criminals -- have a sense of self-entitlement, a bit of a chip on their shoulder, like the black family in my story, or an extreme case like the guy in the video. They think the world owes them because they're black. They're just helping themselves to a bit of reparation as it were. And they will probably take a bit more tomorrow. And so on.
And this is why, whenever I meet a black person, I always think to myself, "Please don't be one of the bad ones." I have to give each individual a chance, yes. That is the only charitable thing to do. But I have to be realistic -- the odds are not good.
Let's just say that the famous adage, "Around blacks, never relax" is a wise saying. I only relax (or let down my guard) *after* I determine it's safe to do so. Sad that it's come to that.
You mirror many of my own observations, and I don't know what the demographics are where you live, but on my side of town (a mid-sized Southern metropolitan area with its exurbs), it breaks out roughly 50% black, 45% white, 5% something else (Hispanic or Asian). And I want to be at pains to point out --- and this is just an objective fact, not motivated by any vestigial urge to be "politically correct" --- that all other things held equal, the black people with whom I interact, are more relatable, kinder, and gentler than the white people (though, being Southerners, in the main they're pretty relatable as well).
My litmus test would be "are they that way to everybody --- even their fellow blacks --- or do they save it all for the white people?", and in my experience, their lack of social awareness is an equal-opportunity offender. They just operate on a more self-centered, sometimes kind of childish, callow, unthoughtful basis, and I have to wonder how much is cultural, and how much is genetic. Ancient Europeans had to plan for the future, to save food and resources for a harsh winter (either that, or starve to death), whereas ancient African hunter-gatherers, with pretty much constant weather year-round, had the luxury of living in the present moment and responding to immediate needs and wants.
It seems that, for whatever reason, they are prone to granting themselves "micro-freedoms", often at the expense (or just annoyance) of those around them, and again, it's pretty much equal-opportunity. IOW, I really have to doubt that when they "get to themselves", they say "okay, there aren't any white people around, so now we can be polite, and demure, and softly-spoken, and considerate of each other".
Common behaviors I've encountered, which are by no means limited to black people, but seem far more prevalent among them:
- Incessant talking on their smartphones. I just have to wonder (and, I'll confess, have said out loud, from the safety of being inside my car with the windows up), "why do you have to use that phone constantly?". I'll overhear them in the stores, and it almost invariably consists of the same inane, pointless observations on what this one did, or where that one is, or what one told the other about something. Now, I will grant, many (if not most) of them have mind-numbingly complicated interpersonal relationships and networks, a thicket of baby daddys, baby mamas, Big Mommas, this child, that child, that girlfriend, this boyfriend, yada yada yada --- whereas the only two people who would ever have any need to talk to me are my mother and my son. (And my son usually texts.)
- Slow walking and blocking aisles (as in stores) and other rights-of-way, more often than not accompanied by intricate, belabored telephone exchanges (see above). In their defense, I will say that when they become aware you need to get by, they do apologize and make space for you. But there is no awareness that they might need not to block the aisle in the first place.
- Backing into parking spaces, presumably to facilitate a quick and easy exit. Just being fair, this seems to fly in the face of "live for the moment", in that it seems to indicate giving thought to something that is going to happen later instead of now, and I've heard both sides of the argument, "it's easier to back in than to back out" and "it's easier to back out than to back in". This isn't a moral issue, there is no right or wrong to it, I myself choose to pull in and back out, as I reason that it is easier and quicker to back out from a smaller place (the parking space) into a larger one (the parking lot), but others see it differently, and I do look for "pull-through spaces" whenever possible, because that way I get the best of both worlds, easy entry and easy exit. But I've just got to say it, going to such pains to facilitate an easy exit (a pull-through is a no-brainer and takes no extra time or effort) looks like you're planning to need to leave in a hurry, I've heard it called "gangsta parking" before. And little thought seems to be given to all of the people you're forcing to wait in the parking lot while you park your car just-so. It can be argued either way, but it does jump out at me, that black people seem to back into parking spaces at a disproportionate rate. Got to wonder what the psychology is behind that.
The slow service in fast-food and other drive-through lanes has just become a fact of life down my way, but I'm not going to attempt to parse that here. Fast-food employment here is 95% black, and I have no way to compare it, unless I would go to someplace like Salt Lake City or Colorado Springs, use several drive-throughs, and note any differences.
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