NIGGER

Posted by on Sep 8, 2016 in Political, Writing | 50 Comments

It’s sad the last time I posted something with such a volatile title I lost “friends,” business opportunities, and had a slew of “progressive” writers write the most awful things assuming they knew who I was and what I was about. So why am I doing it again? … Because fuck you.

I was a kid sitting on the small bank of our catfish pond. Maybe I was just following the creek, hell I don’t remember it was so long ago but what I do remember is that is was summer and like any Southern summer it was hot as hell.

I looked across the road to see an old tractor had pull up with a black man driving it. He’d been bush hogging some fields in the area I guess. Always excited to see guests I ran across the way and introduced myself. He took his hat off, drenched in sweat, this man was hot. He asked for a drink of cold water. Sure I said and ran inside to get him one.

The water we drank was from a natural underground well. This wasn’t city water. It was fresh, cold and had something sweet about it we’d joke came from a dead animal’s carcass upstream at some point in the creek. It was good country water. I started to pour some in a big old plastic cup for him.

The my step grandmother snuck up behind me and slapped the cup out of my hand and growled, “don’t you give that nigger water out of a good cup. … Here! use this one,” she said handing me a paper dixie cup the size of a thimble. I was in shock. I’d never experience such ugliness firsthand.

That my friends is what it is to be a racist. That is what it is to hate blacks for no reason other than the color of their skin.

TEXAS



My first ten years were spent baking under the South Texas sun where there were more icebergs than black people. Shit, now that I think about it, the only white people down there were the “snowbirds,” who’d migrate down from the North during the winter. My first ten years I probably ran across two black people, maybe three. My only understanding of the black community was from what I saw on 1970 sitcoms like “The Jeffersons”, “What’s Happening”, and “Good Times.” I had no idea what the hell everyone had against them. … And then my mother met a country boy from Louisiana. 

After a divorce and a series of deaths on my mother’s side of the family she figured she had no reason to stay in my home state of Texas so hooking up with this country boy they moved my little brown ass deep into the Louisiana woods.

I remember the first time we drove to Louisiana from South Texas. Cutting through Houston I saw something that blew my mind. I saw a billboard with a brown family on it. “They looked like me!” I thought. Hell! The fact that I even had that thought blew my mind. You’ll almost never hear me reference Cornel West but it was much later I heard him say something to the effect that because of a predominantly white media minorities see the world through white people’s eyes. When I saw that billboard I believe that was the first time I saw the media giving a damn about seeing the world through my brown eyes. I didn’t even know I was capable of having these thoughts. I mattered enough to have a billboard with people who looked like me on it. Odd. 

Now before you go writing me off as some victim, I try not playing that card. Growing up in a place where just about everyone looks like me I had no reason to think of myself as anything other than … “normal” I guess. I never thought of myself as a minority or victim of some white boogeyman, but the thought that that experience hit me so hard in a visceral, deep seeded way … bothered me. There was something inside of me that I didn’t know was there. BUT THERE IT WAS!


LOUISIANA 


At the time there were only two types of people in those woods, blacks and whites. Being Mexican or brown meant I wasn’t dark or light enough to be either so for the first time I found myself having to deal with both. I was shit out of luck, which reminds me, the next time you hear a black person tell you blacks can’t be prejudice tell them for me to go fuck themselves. I know better.

Our first home in Louisiana was this shitty single-wide trailer tucked half a mile in the woods behind the elementary school. The walk from school was down this brown dirt road flanked by dogwood trees, lush yellow, white and green patches of honeysuckle, and blackberry bushes. I remember me and my sister picking through them like we were bear cubs. But I’m straying from the point. The point was a black family tried moving near by at about the same time … but they didn’t last. A pack of racists had thrown rocks through their living room windows. I didn’t understand why we were allowed to stay. I guess we were just dark or light enough to for them to bare. 

Before anyone goes and does an exhaustive search through the public records to prove this story false just keep in mind that this is how a ten year old heard the story. So sorry if there wasn’t a police report filed by that black family.

“Nigger,” I always hated that word. In Louisiana people cracked that word like a whip and it stung my ear every time I heard it. I remember sheepishly asking people to not use it around me. A lot of good that did. For me it never completely lost it’s sting, but like a lot of words I came to understand it had it’s share of devices. After I’d joined the Marines I remember thinking it was one of the first twenty words I’d hear when I’d come home on leave. My step father called me “little nigger,” I called him “big nigger.” We were working class men and that was our way of owning our lot in life. My step father was a mechanic, I was a tanker in the Marine Corp.


CALIFORNIA


Four years at Camp Pendleton came and went … I stayed in California. A lot of people come to Los Angeles to get famous. I stayed for the weather. I didn’t give it much thought at first but I also stayed for the safety. A lot of people might think it’s strange to say that I felt safe in Los Angeles. One of the first things people ask me is how I manage to not get killed in such a dangerous city, but that’s not the kind of ‘safe’ I’m talking about. Here no one called me a “wetback,” a “spick,” or “beaner.” They did in the Louisiana … but not here. Outside of calling my step father “Big Nigger” I had no call to use that word, it repulsed me, and in LA I never heard it. After awhile it just became understood that that word had no place here, unless of course you want to get your ass beat, killed, or ostracized.


That’s probably the number one reason I love LA, because there’s everything out here, brown, white, black, yellow, Russian, European, Indian, Muslim, name it, you’ll find it. In my mind at least everyone just kind of melts in, the way I grew up thinking the ideal America should be. The minute I walk into a room I don’t start counting how many of what kind of people are in the room. This is LA, it’s not an issue out here and I love that about this place.



NIGGER



But lets get back to this word everyone loves to hate.

I remember the first time I heard a grown man use the term, “the N word.” Now don’t get me wrong I get that it’s a disgusting word but what are we twelve? Ok, I remember when a kid would snitch on their older brother by telling mom, ‘Joey used the “f” word. or the “s” word.’ And for those of you who don’t remember, the “s’ word was “shit.” Behind our parents backs you knew damn well we all used those words, but not in front of them! We were kids. So now here we are, we adopted our childish tactics to yet another word and everyone’s embracing it. From here on out it’s “the N word.” … … … unless you use an “a” instead of “er” at the end of the word. Then it’s ok … but only if you’re black.

It seems some grand counsel representing the black community met in secret one evening to lay down a few ground rules and forgot to invite the rest of us. The first rule being you can say the word “nigga” with an “a” but not “nigger,” with an “er” because using it with an “a” is somehow a term of endearment while using it with an “er” is a slur, … … however there was a caveat, you can only use this term of endearment if you’re black or Eminem. … 

All these rules. I’m so confused. WELL FUCK THAT! That’s not how I see it.

When I was twelve people fed, clothed, and sheltered me. I had to abid by my parent’s rules. Considering I do all that shit on my own these days, they can take their pre-pubescent bullshit and shove it up their butts. All these “rules” were asinine. 

Example, take the word, “ask.” I’m being general here so forgive me, just follow. Most or many black folks will pronounce this word “axe” as in the tool a lumber jack would use. No grand counsel from the black community met to determine they would pronounce that word that way. That’s just how it comes out of their mouths. Same is true with the word “nigger.” Now can they comfortably say it with an “er” at the end instead of an “a” … probably … but much like the word “ask” it just comes out a certain way and that way is with an “a” at the end. So when you hear a black person say the word “nigga,” you’re just going to have to trust me on this one, they mean “nigger.” It just comes out sounding different. 

As I stated above, there are many devices by which this word can be used, … some positive, some negative. Much the way me and my father referred to each other as “Big Nigger” and “Little Nigger.” There was no hate being spoken and that’s how it came out of our mouths.



REAL NIGGERS

The election of the first black president promised peace, proof prejudice was dead. Look world, America is clean, good, no bigots here … … … and then the videos started popping up. Packs of young black kids videoing themselves beating the hell out of white people. “The Knockout Game” became a hit. They would laugh. Had you told me two decades ago I’d be seeing a video of any teenager from any community punching the shit out of an old lady square in the face I’d of blown you off thinking it was some over the top horror script that completely jumped the shark. It could never happen, NEVER! But there it was. It wasn’t just happening, it was happening a lot. Laughing, dancing over the bodies. Did it even occur to them that they could have killed this person? Did they even care? If there ever were people in the black community who fitted the bill placed on them by a klansman these were indeed “niggers.” I don’t even cringe calling them that. These are niggers.
 And I will not spend one second of my time making excuses for them. That’s for a democrat to do.

Had you asked me a year ago if I was a bigot or prejudice I’d of told you without question no, but being an apostle of intellectual honesty, or at least faking it, I had to reevaluate this question. A tortured benefit of being born in South Texas, being dragged into the woods of Louisiana, eventually finding myself in the city of Los Angeles I can say that I’ve met a good swatch of people and I’m very comfortable in saying we all have a hint of prejudice in all of us. I’ve met black bigots, brown bigots, and lord knows I’ve met asian bigots. Get a Persian drunk enough it wouldn’t be long before they’re telling you how they are decedents of the true superior Arian race. I’ve met Mexican landlords who only rent to Mexicans, I’ve met blacks who hate whites with every fiber of their being. I’ve worked with asians who look down at Mexicans the way a fucked up person looks down at a dog. And yes, I’ve met white bigots. Even here in Los Angeles, in my safe space I’ve met bigots. They tend to keep it to themselves but pour enough drink down anyone’s throat and it comes out. We’re all a little bigoted in one way or the other. The whole idea of minorities not being able to be bigoted because bigotry requires power is bullshit. Power over another person can take many forms.



YOU CAN’T GO HOME

A decade later I returned home, South Texas, drinking with cousins in a back ally. We’re all brown. Night after night, week after week, year after year, the same shit. Drinking in the back ally perched around the bed of someone’s pickup truck talking shit about what I couldn’t understand because they never did anything. How involved could the stories be when all they ever do is stand in the same place day after night and drink. When they get close to their last beer, like a bird, one of them flies off and returns with a fresh six pack. Where’d they get the money from? None of them worked. There mom’s I guess, who the fuck knows. Either way I found myself telling them that they should do whatever they had to to get the hell out of the ally. It’s a big world out there. It’s not all good I explained but it’s not all bad either. So many different kinds of people to meet. This ally is like a bubble to them, a microcosmic they should break free of. They looked at me like I had two heads. My cousin said to me, “What’s this microcosm chit, why ju talking all scientific and chit? Ju don’t understand, ju not like us anymore, ju don’t belong here anymore.” That hurt. … I looked at my cousin and said, “I understand, I understand you’re all a bunch of idiots,” and I left. I never returned. I wasn’t white, I wasn’t black, I sure as hell wasn’t asian, … and it seemed I was no longer brown enough either.



Racism will never cease to exist and I’ll tell you why.

So long as you have a favorite football team, so long as you have a favorite pastime, so long as you find a tribe of people who enjoy doing or thinking the same way you do there will be tribalism. Not to mention the democrats are pros at this. They’ve mastered breaking us down in little groups, blacks vs whites, rich vs poor, old vs young, man vs woman, straight vs gay, fat vs thin, cool vs uncool, democrats vs republicans … Just wait until the first Martian is born. Someone’s going to hate that poor bastard, or he’s going to hate us. :/



SO WHERE ARE WE NOW?

My step father has since passed, I still live in Los Angeles where I’m a political artist. I still think the word “nigger” is a repugnant word, even if now I believe there are some who’ve earned being called that. As an artist I reserve the right to use whatever word I feel is appropriate to the project. If Chris Rock, Tarantino, and every hip hop artist alive can use it then so can I, fuck you.

Anyone is welcomed to pick out a piece that I’ve created or statement that I’ve made and ask me about the context. … Not that I would expect a “Progressive” to afford me that luxury. “Progressives” are evil shits that will go down in history as such. Their focus is not clarity, rather it’s to destroy those who don’t tow their line of bullshit, because God forbid there are people who breathe their air who don’t share their views or worse challenge them. This Epsilon Minus type, I, must be destroyed! What better way to destroy me than to pilfer through my portfolio, find that I’ve used naughty words, and beat me over the head with them? This to label me a racist and shut me down.



It’s strange that I have more sympathy for the black community that the Latin one. I know this because growing up I wasn’t conditioned to see a bigot behind every bush, I never saw myself as a victim. I did however feel many blacks in the South were victims to some degree and I felt for them.



3am I find myself working on posters in town, I step over a young black man. He looks fit as fuck, like he was born in the gym. Then he looks at me with these blood red eye, a rat’s nest for hair, he’s not there, no ones home, his body crumpled in a dirty corner. My blood boils, I seeth inside. The democrats did this, hip hop did this, the drug culture did this, all the shit that’s been poured into this poor kids head from Hollywood did this. I seeth. No matter what anyone thinks about me I know there is a huge spot in my heart for the black community. I want to see it get better, but that wont happen until first it divorces itself from a political party who’s hell bent on creating people who are dependent on them.

Yours most honestly
SABO
unsavoryagents

p.s.
Somewhere out there a social justice warrior is taking screen shots of this story to end my career and ruin my life. … Like I need their help to do that. 😉

50 Comments

  1. Gene Guzman
    09/10/2016

    Sabo, thank you for what you do!
    Sincerely, a white hispanic.

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  2. Jeff Greeson
    09/10/2016

    This is an important piece. Almost all of it I find so honest that I feel like I broke the surface of the ocean just before I drowned, and I’m finally breathing fresh air. Some of it I feel is clumsily stated. BUT ITS HONEST. And that is the most important thing. I don’t agree with all of it, but that’s better than being confronted with comforting lies.

    You keep doing this, SABO. People keep demanding a “conversation on race,” but what they are really demanding is the opportunity to lecture. THIS is an honest conversation.

    “Bravery” and “Courage” are words that have been cheapened by the media when they describe a brash figure that is actually just stating what the rest of her tribe is too cowardly to admit. Your position is popularly unpopular- and that takes real guts.

    Keep being you, and be at peace while being an instrument of brutal truth.

    God bless you.

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  3. Brian Michael Inerfeld
    09/10/2016

    word.

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  4. Chris A
    09/10/2016

    Thanks for being “real”. You said it perfectly about certain people wanting to have a conversation, but really just wanting to lecture. I tried the conversation piece. I was lectured. As long as we have ‘leadership’ in our nation who contributes to the divide among our diverse people, conversation is out of the picture. I too was raised with grandparents and great grandparents who used certain words to describe people based on skin color, or tattoos etc. It was learned by listening to their grandparents. I hear certain “names” and labels more now describing people who have done something really bad. One example, a Mexican guy is on the news, he had been bringing drugs via the border by cutting animals and sticking bags of drugs in them, to sneak across the border. He was referred to as “POS wetback.” But then you have a Mexican woman that donated a kidney to save her family member and people are all warm and fuzzy about her. Another more recent example is looting and burning buildings in certain cities in the US. Those participating are referred to as “worthless stupid niggers.” And at nearly the same time, we have some black athletes do us proud and others contribute to a hospital that had certain needs in another country, and we applaud then. While typical racism will always exist, it seems to me that many people seem to see it more vividly through what people do that is perceived as either good or bad.

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  5. CRYBABYSABO
    09/10/2016

    Grow a sack of balls and stop blaming democrats. It’s the government and its institution that’s the problem. This includes republicans. Fix your typos, for fucks sake. i ca t take you seriously when you write like you’re filled with self pity. You’re so special for being “brown” yet not “brown enough anymore”. Take a page from the republicans and say to yourself, “Cry me a fucking river and get over it.”

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    • Unsavoryagents
      09/10/2016

      YOU WERE DRUNK WHEN YOU WROTE THIS WEREN’T YOU? :/ I COULD USE AN EDITOR, SO … EDIT BITCH!!!

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    • Police the Grammar Police
      12/12/2016

      * can’t

      get it right if you’re gonna be a dick.

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      • A Deplorable
        01/20/2017

        LMAO

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    • Lenny
      02/25/2017

      Could it be that your reaction may be the result of how you deal with your own deep issues? If one keeps these issues burried by coping mechanisms such as “I will sack up and drive on” it only delays the inevitable and in some cases one wonders why they have an addiction, obsession, etc.. I am not saying you have not faced your demons, but I suspect by your reaction you have not. I am a veteran combat leader and have seen the horror of war. The impact of this depends on mental.maturity, but it does leave a.mark. I wont’t share my childhood experiences, but I sometimes ask myself which left the bigger mark? I faced my demons and rationally dealt with them. There is no sack up and drive on attitude that will be effective without having the courage to face the evil and deal with it. I do not know you, but your reaction indicate deeper unreolved.issues.

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      • Unsavoryagents
        02/25/2017

        I’LL GIVE THIS SOME THOUGHT. I’VE NEVER BEEN AFRAID TO FACE MY DEMONS. THAT’S WHATS MOLDED ME IF ANYTHING.

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      • 2MarineMom
        02/25/2017

        Lenny, I disagree. Our paths prepare us to fulfill our work. No one comes back the same.

        This work is brave. Who among us would run toward this fight? We’ve been hiding from it for too long. Time to take the blinders off political brainwashing and be honest. This artist is walking his calling. This is what he was meant to do: Rescue people so they can think for themselves.

        The vision is on target. The work is worth it. The past suffering means success won’t change him.

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      • Ark
        05/16/2017

        What a crock. How do you observe someone in the act of trying to resolve issues and then try to persuade him that he’s avoiding them? As Mom says below, the man is running toward a fight–that a majority are effectively shut down about.

        I respond to the same thing others have commented on, the honesty of the writing. Not that I agree with every sentiment, only that the self-discussion rings true. I feel a lot of these things myself after much agonized self confrontation. I don’t know what you’re getting. Something contrary to the intention of the writer. Honesty isn’t reflected off coping mechanisms. It’s evidence of a true struggle.

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  6. William Morris
    09/10/2016

    Thanks for posting this Dennis. How old were you at the time?

    Yours was a powerful experience. I had a similar, powerful experience as well, as a boy growing up in Michigan. It was much different.

    I was probably 9 or 10 years old and it was mid-summer. I was an only child and was in the back yard by myself. There was a sand box and I was digging and playing with a toy truck. A neighborhood friend, Jack, stopped by. This was unusual. Jack was about 3 yrs older, and seldom came by to see me.

    Jack stood there watching me for a while after we had said hello. I didn’t know what else to say. It was probably one of my first awkward silences.

    Finally he asked, “Do you want to go see the ginger bread men with me?” “What ginger bread?” I had no idea what he was talking about. He went on, explaining that there were two ginger bread men working at the house next to Zimmerman’s.

    I’m sure I was probably wondering, what’s with this? Why is Jack, my cool, teenage neighbor – with a swimming pool – asking me to go do something with him? It was a first. Finally, I asked, what do you mean, ginger bread men?

    Jack just smiled – a bit like Eddie Haskel, and said, “You know! …G I N G E R bread men.” But I didn’t know. I think I just figured it was some joke he was playing on me. For a while, Jack just kept asking me to go see the ginger bread men with him; and I just starred back at him, like ‘What the fuck are you talking about’? Except I didn’t actually know that word yet. Finally Jack left.

    It was a strange exchange to be sure. So I got up from the sand box and walked through the breezeway and into the kitchen. My Mom was there, at the sink doing something. I started to ask her about Jack’s “ginger bread men”; but before I could I noticed she was crying a little.

    I forgot all about Jack and asked what was wrong. Then, she really started. She turned around and bent down to hug me. The tears streamed down her face and onto my face. She couldn’t talk to me for quite a while, but eventually she stopped and asked me, what I had meant to say. I think I had forgotten by then. I just wanted to know why she was crying.

    After a while I remembered, and said, “Jack asked me to go see the ginger bread men; he says there are two ginger bread men working next door to Mrs. Zimmerman’s house.” I looked at my Mom, I could see she was about to cry again, but then she asked, “Don’t you know what he meant? You don’t know who those men are?” I said, “No.” I would have said “Fuck no”, but I hadn’t… You know why.

    My Mom hugged me again for a long time – too long I’m sure, but I hung in there, since she was crying so much. I asked her again why? She let me go and said, “I’m just really happy that you DIDN’T know what Jack was talking about.”

    Ok… What ever… I went back outside to play.

    A few days later, my mom explained what had actually happened.

    Today, when people call me a racist – online – I tell them that I don’t care what they think of me, but I can’t stand for them insulting my parents like that. And I block them…

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    • Unsavoryagents
      09/10/2016

      I NEVER HEARD THAT EXPRESSION BEFORE, INTERESTING. KIDS CAN BE SHITS SOME TIMES. LIVING IN LOUISIANA SOME OF THOSE LITTLE BASTARDS COULD BE SCAREY RACIST. THANK GOD FOR MY BIG BROTHER BECAUSE HE USED TO PICK ON ME TO NO END TO THE POINT I REALIZED I HAD ONLY TWO CHOICES, 1. TAKE IT OR 2. PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE. I LEARNED TO PUNCH PEOPLE IF I HAD TO. WHO SAID VIOLENCE NEVER SOLVED ANYTHING. AND THE MEXICAN KIDS, WHAT FEW WHITE KIDS I KNEW WHICH WERE FEW ACTED LIKE US, TALKED LIKE US BECAUSE THEY KNEW IF THEY DIDN’T THEY’D PROBABLY GET JUMPED. THAT’S WHAT YOU CALL FEAR. :/

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  7. Jimmy Chan
    09/10/2016

    Keep up the good work!

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  8. Laura
    09/10/2016

    SABO
    This story reads the way you speak, which is slow and deliberate. As I have followed you for several years now, I believe I have heard almost every piece to this story in smaller chunks. I am delighted you wrote it all in story form and chronicled.
    Your writing is smooth and the rhythm of cadence makes the story enjoyable. I am an avid reader and would buy and read/ collect your books. Your style has the same feel (for me) as Charles Dickens books.
    Your experiences are to my mind, similar ones that we all share. We all have had those experiences of seeing firsthand, and it is not limited to white people being the “haters” by any means…..as you say. And as you say, people will have certain prejudice when choosing the comfort zone they prefer…..or tribe if you will.
    I think your story is an important one, and it is a documentation of a point of view shared by many Americans, not just a few, and not just whites. Being that you are brown, you have some latitude with your art.
    I very much hope you continue to write. This story is much too short, and i honestly believe you should be writing more. A couple of typos I noticed, very picky advice from a grammar geek…..but at least it demonstrates I read every sentence.

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    • Unsavoryagents
      09/10/2016

      THANK YOU FOR THE COMPLIMENTS. I HOPE TO WRITE MORE, THE THOUGHT ACTUALLY EXCITES ME. IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO IT FOR YEARS. THANKS FOR THE PUSH.

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      • David
        04/24/2017

        Dude, Laura nailed it, write!

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  9. Jill K
    09/10/2016

    Once again, when I view your art or read your comments, at first glance I feel I should turn my head. Then as I absorb it I think, “FUCK YEAH!” That’s what good artists do–make you take your thoughts to a place that is raw and true–the very opposite of political correctness. Thanks again, Sabo. (You could use some proofreading, however. Lol)

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  10. richard Colangelo
    09/10/2016

    Well thank you again Sir.
    You are still proving me correct.
    You are the Thomas Paine of our time, a true Patriot.
    I am honored.
    As a 93 and 9/11 first responder.
    Tomorrow is going to be a hard day.
    Knowing you helps.
    You are profound.
    Please keep up the fight.
    I beg of you.
    Liberals have desimated this Country.
    I kinda think they should be “Rounded up”
    Like all Muslims sent to Rocka live under Sharia.
    And we should bomb them all off the face of the planet.
    Kinda like what Iran says the want to do to the Jew’s.
    Let’s bring the Jew’s here. Sent all the Liberals over there.
    R

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  11. richard Colangelo
    09/10/2016

    I should have proofed that sorry.
    I was crying.
    I am going to send a private email.
    I need you opinion

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  12. Greg Haklala
    09/12/2016

    Brilliant.

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  13. Sue
    09/13/2016

    I’ve read this a few times because there were many powerful points to digest.

    First time thru, I was most struck by the racism you saw as a kid – i’m sure many people have had similar experiences. Mine was the hatred I heard frequently growing up jewish w non jewish last name in waspy town…..people say a lotta stuff when they think they’re with their ‘own kind.’

    Next time thru, I really thought about your points about prejudice and tribalism, two things that are key to human nature and human survival. Prejudice helps us make decisions and use instinct about things we’re not familiar with….and most people want to feel like they belong to something bigger than themselves. But as you pointed out, democrats are experts at twisting things and dividing people, always shutting down conversation by attacking conservatives and accusing us of being racists, bigots, etc….Of course both prejudice and tribalism can be bad -but most things are good in one context and bad in another. This story is so important because of your willingness to look at your own flaws or prejudices, or whatever…and most people are afraid to speak honestly about these things, things that are part of being human….and the more we let the left control us with fear of speaking, the more we’re just handing over control to them.

    Your writing’s important because it’s raw and genuine, and it tells a story that so many can relate to. It’s sounds so corny but conservatives need to start these types of conversations…and we need to massively re-educate the population. Hard to get our truth out there when the left owns hollywood, the media, and academia. I’m no trump fan but the media has twisted so many of his statements, and their echochamber has repeated the soundbites so often that they’re now accepted facts. Your voice is powerful and important and I hope you keep writing.

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  14. Deplorable Infidel
    09/15/2016

    Great piece.,BRAVO SABO

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  15. Log Jam
    10/15/2016

    So what the hell is a Gingerbread Man? Is that some stupid racial slur or sex act or what? Why was the dude’s mom crying? PMS? Constipation? Learn how to tell a story dude.

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    • Unsavoryagents
      10/16/2016

      I BELIEVE THAT QUESTION WAS FOR YOU MR WILLIAM MORRIS. :/ 😉

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  16. Anymouse
    10/21/2016

    “Well, There’s Black Folks and then there’s Niggers. One ain’t got ‘nuthin to do with t’other.” -anymouse-

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  17. NV
    10/24/2016

    Big fan brother. Loved the read, without a doubt genuine. You’re on the right path. I think you’ve hit the cultural vein. Keep it up. I look forward to seeing and reading more. Thank you.

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  18. Cava zos
    12/12/2016

    Great piece. I’m from South Texas. Lower Rio Grande Valley area …and you remind me of me in so many ways. I too knew so little of black people until i left this small town. I joined the Marines in ’94 and experienced black on brown racism in ways that changed my life. I let it get to me. I have since stopped feeling the hate i felt. But you are absolutely right…when i came back i spent many nights drinking around my buddies pick up trucks drinking cheap beer (no discrimination there) and talking shit…all night. I too had to leave the barrio…i too come from a broken family. It was amazing relating to your article. This is the first time i write to any Celebrity and i only hope you read this. Don’t worry about the Spelling/Grammer warriors out there. .it’s usually a knee jerk mechanism from a lack of valid arguments. I deal with them alot while trying to debate or discuss politics online. I know EXACTLY what you mean. ..when you realize, hey there’s brown people on a billboard! Or even on tv. Im not one of those that believe that racism is EVERYWHERE therefore everyone sucks…America sucks…no we’ve come a long way but we can’t hide from the truth either…if that makes sense. Anyways, awesome to the ness. And keep up the great work!!!!

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  19. Wife
    12/21/2016

    The Left might shy away from the idea that there is a difference between a nigger and a black man, they might refuse to acknowledge the dangers coming out of the muslim community for fear of being branded racists but I know this for sure, the people effected know that there’s a difference, they know that there s a threat. As an artist I will not shy away from pointing these differences out.

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  20. SOMEONE
    01/21/2017

    Wow! Someone who has the guts to say what many people think.

    You “hit the nail on the head” with your writings………and I love that finally people who are of the conservative bent have an artist in their corner.

    Thank you.

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  21. Snodawg
    01/22/2017

    Thanks Sabo, it was a very powerful piece and I find a lot of resonance with my deepest beliefs. I was adopted at 3 by a man who was raised as poor white trash in Oklahoma so while he wasn’t a frothing racist, he was indeed a product of his upbringing in the 1930’s. He took my mom and I (later two sisters) and we bounced around a lot south to north, Texas to Montana, Montana to Arkansas and back to Montana with a lot of stops in-between. One of my earliest memories is of being in a Southern Baptist church in Houston with a mixed congregation and I asked a black boy about my age (6?) if he didn’t wish he was white like me and he took a moment to think about it and said “No”. That has stuck with me all my life and I have never looked at other people through the lens of what color their skin is. People are People and human nature (innate racism) is more easily understood if you look at it through the lens of tribalistic instincts. If I am a white guy living in a community where I am different from everyone else, guess who is going to get picked on when the kids are bored and looking for trouble? It may make me sad but I am not going to take it personally. The worse the neighborhood, the more likely people are going to look for some reason to make themselves feel better by putting someone else down.

    There was a very powerful message in Trump’s inaugural speech that probably isn’t going to get as much attention as it deserves. He said that when we open our hearts to patriotism, there is no room for prejudice. That means if we focus on the fact that we are Americans first and not the divisive politics of identity, we have more in common and it is harder to hate our American brothers rather than the ‘Black’ Americans or ‘Mexican’ Americans or whatever other freaking ‘Hyphenated’ American the Left wants to divide us into. Personally I think that we should all celebrate our heritage but we are Americans FIRST, LAST and ALWAYS. If you want to be known as a ‘Norwegian (like me)’ American ….go the hell back to Norway. If you are here illegally….then you are NOT an American. Get in line, come here legally, become a citizen and you are automatically my brother or sister. Just my two cents.

    In any case, keep up the good work Sabo! Keep poking those pompous self-righteous dipshytes right in the eye where they can’t avoid seeing it!

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  22. LilAtti
    02/04/2017

    Sabo, I’d love to see your point of view and your experience in a bigger venue. You’re voicing a perspective more people need to hear and doing it in a very entertaining and compelling way. I’d like to hear more about your childhood and adult experiences. In other words, now is the perfect time for a conservative Hispanic not-politically-correct rebel memoir! Full color illustrations are costly, but obviously, you need at least a few examples of your work. I’m serious.

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  23. Greg
    02/25/2017

    Well said Mr Sabo. – a 53 yr old pale(Cracker) deplorable military brat/ vet.

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  24. L
    02/25/2017

    Wow. Just got here through a tangle of links, but so glad I did. Thank you for your honesty and courage. Thank you for ‘going there’ and speaking truth to lies. Thank you for sharing all your amazing artistic talents and for telling your story through multiple media.

    I’ve bookmarked your page and will return often.

    Carry on the good fight, Sabo and when the assholes get you down, remember that there will be many who have your back.

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  25. Lazlo Freem
    02/25/2017

    I’d like to hear your thoughts on the term “African-American”. Does it smack of PC bullshit driven by guilt laden Ivy Leaguers to you? Who came up with that crap? Africa is a continent fer chrissake. Does that make me a European-American? What happened to “Say it Loud, I’m black and I’m proud?” Goddamit, can’t we all just be American? Fucking self segregation is what it is.

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    • Unsavoryagents
      02/25/2017

      MY LAST GIRLFRIEND WAS FROM AFRICA AND SHE WAS BOTH JEWISH AND WHITE AS HELL. IS SHE AN AFRICAN-AMERICAN? :/

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    • Tonesmith
      04/19/2017

      When anyone ever says to me they are African-American I ask them, “What part of Africa?”

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  26. Resistance Now !
    02/25/2017

    Fukk niglezs, they really have no cause to cry.
    They get everything for free by the gov, that is they send the police to rob ppl blind for them.

    Meanwhile, as a white persin, you cannot attend college or university … because your white… IT’S INSANE !!

    End then niggleds find it offenceve when i now call them nigglets for bein fukking fascists !!

    Cant wait for civil war !
    And no, this time no white man will waste life for fighting for ungratefull, fascist nigglets, … this time We’ll do the right thing and throw them out !

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    • Unsavoryagents
      02/25/2017

      A LITTLE ANGRY ME THINKS … BLACK PEOPLE AREN’T THE ENEMY. THEIR MARRIAGE TO THE DEMOCRAT PARTY IS THE PROBLEM.

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  27. Bill
    02/25/2017

    It’s uncanny how aligned our thoughts are on this subject. It’s like someone rifled through my brain and put to words the thoughts I’ve had for years.

    Though, I have a theory on liberals/progressives/Democrats/ (whatever the fuck they call themselves now)… I’m not sure we can be rid of the disease of liberalism.

    There are only two types of liberals. Narcissists, that know what’s good for everyone else and codependents, that require someone telling them how to think, act and behave.

    Both of those conditions are incurable outside of that individual “wanting” to change.

    So, history may show modern day progressives as the evil they truly are, or history will show we will never be rid of them and there will always be a constant battle as ti is nowadays.

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  28. Nikki
    02/26/2017

    Fellow SouthTexas “brown” girl here! Living in Ny now. Thanks for telling it like it is. We are the new Conservative party. Fuck all that other noise.

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  29. joe
    02/26/2017

    Interesting essay. I heard about you from the Drudge Report (like a lot of people, I presume). I like what you’re doing, especially to Hollywood. What other business could get away with such a crappy product, and yet never be forced to refund your money? I bought a T shirt from your web store (that I’m too chicken to wear in public) just to support your cause. Keep up the good work!

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  30. jeweli
    02/28/2017

    Hey, I really enjoyed reading this, have had a lot of similar thoughts myself about my own racial background and the difference between poor people and poor white trash. And there is a difference that’s exactly the same among classes of people in every race… it’s hate. There’s ignorance and stupidity, and then there’s hate. It’s like you said, get enough alcohol in them, martinis or two-buck-chuck, and it comes out like the demon it is. The only antidote to that poison is Jesus!

    But what drew me in to read this piece was the picture of Rachel Dolezal. What’s your take on her, and then all the hate spewed at her? Our culture doesn’t spew hate on black women who straighten their hair (or at least white people don’t), but when it’s someone swimming against the cultural current, she gets eviscerated. In my thinking, of COURSE she wanted to get some color, it’s her way to get respect. Too bad she had to lie to get it. If she had just tried to NOT LIE, it would’ve been such a powerful act of art to make herself over like that. But, I’m curious, what are your thoughts? She’s been back in the news just a day or so ago because she’s out of a job, and I think the article said, homeless. Sad end.

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    • Unsavoryagents
      03/01/2017

      I REALLY DON’T WANT TO SPEND A TON OF TIME COMMENTING ON HER BUT I CAN SAY SHE TOOK THE JOB THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN MORE APPROPRIATE FOR A BLACK PERSON. LIKE THAT ASS CLOWN TALCUM X. HE ACTUALLY TOOK A SCHOLARSHIP FROM A BLACK STUDENT. JUST BE YOU MAN. JUST BE YOU.

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  31. Nancyann
    02/28/2017

    Insight is a wonderful gift to share. I thank you. Although it is probably not as severe even white people suffer from bigotry. As a very poor 4tj child of an alcoholic father and working mother, I suffered much from those who were well off and thought I should be a little less present. I was in grade school when they started busing black people into the school to promote desegregation. These frustrated and angry children made sure I was below them on the pecking order and would beat on me. Then the hispanics moved up from California and there I was ready to be brutalized by them also.
    I scream inside every time I hear “white privilege”. You are correct. There is and will always be bigotry. I grew up and out of the idea that I was worthless. So many do not. As far as I know there is no way to help them and they never do forgive those who were ignorant and treated them badly.
    You may be one who can do that. Please write more and longer in your wonderful style.
    Thankyou

    PS My children called black people “chocolate people” the first time they met one. They were actually thinking it would be cool to be made of chocolate. They were 2 and 3 years old at the time.

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  32. Christine
    04/24/2017

    Dear Sabo,
    You speak the truth and you do it well. Your life experiences have aloud you to speak from your heart with truth and compassion. So thank you for that. I myself tend to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders and I don’t know why, and wish I didn’t. There is so much ugliness out there and I’m afraid it’s only going to get worse. People say, “step up and fight, take action, make a difference”, he’ll, I’m burning the candles at both ends just trying to raise my 4 girls right. And might I pat myself on the back, I’m doing pretty good even being poor as sh*t. Anyways, I really enjoyed your lecture and for someone like me to go as far as to read something like that and then post a response, only means i have the utmost respect for you. Keep doing what your doing, hopefully someone like you can reach many hearts out there! Good luck to you hun, wishing you all the best! ❤

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  33. barack soros stalin
    05/09/2017

    “The democrats did this, hip hop did this, the drug culture did this, all the shit that’s been poured into this poor kids head from Hollywood did this.”

    this statement is rich considering that conservatives are the personal responsibility party. I guess outside factors come into play when they are things you’ve decided are bad or evil or something.

    that line should read “the police state did this. the centuries old legacy of racial caste systems did this. the drug war did this”

    ” I want to see it get better, but that wont happen until first it divorces itself from a political party who’s hell bent on creating people who are dependent on them.”

    black people voting conservative wont change shit. it hasn’t done shit for poor whites

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    • Unsavoryagents
      05/13/2017

      I’VE HEARD YOUR TYPE MORE TIMES THAN I CARE TO REMEMBER. YOU’RE AN IDIOT.

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