That’s exactly as I see it. I felt you and I were on the same page since your very reasonable post #101.
** Askia ** Said:
Even though the kid is 5 years old!
Bwahahaha!
Oh man! That response is going into my personal archives! You are one hell of a guy ** Askia **! We should have a beer some time!
You know, I really do think there are plenty of legitimate rants when it comes to permissive parents, from letting kids listen to “Fuck Yo Mother’s Boyfriend” to letting our daughters wear ho clothes to buying junior XBox 360 when he’d be far better served with some hiking boots and fresh air. Start a rant and I’ll pile on with the best of them.
This ain’t the time nor the place. Sometimes you just have to pull your anal plug out and enjoy the humor in the story. And the OP was funny.
I recommend listening to Richard Pryor or Eddie Murphy if you don’t understand how someone can be hysterically funny AND politically incorrect. Eddie Murphy, talking about his childhood and finally having money to buy an ice cream cone from the ice cream truck and taunting the other kids who didn’t (tauntingly: “Ice cream. Ice cream. I got some ice cream, and you can’t have none, cause you on welfare.”
Now, was it POLITE of him to make fun of the kids who were on welfare and couldn’t afford an ice cream cone? No. But it was still hysterically funny. And it’s okay to laugh.
What’s that? A coffee cup with a garrote tied to it? I’m joking, of course.
Okay, this I don’t get. Why is “nappy-headed” a perjorative?
p.s. Post a pic of your thug mug, I want to see how scary it is.
Janx. Laugh all you want, but it’s like Dave Chappelle’s observation that the lone white guy hanging with a group of thuggish black guys is the one guy you don’t want to fuck with. As Dave says, “THAT guy has done something to earn those guys’ respect.” That should at least give you pause.
Now if a kid is dancing to C-Murder’s “Fuck Them Other Niggas”-- that gives ME pause.
js_africanus. “Nappy headed” is loosely perjorative in the sense that not even black people call other black people’s kids nappy-headed without a fight about to break out. Similiar to “only I can call my kid an idiot” syndrome.
I’ve wanted to post my picture for some time. Especially since that day I was dressed all in black and rockin’ a black kofi. It better not have been my glasses.
I’ll work on it.
Feel free to have a go at it.
Irrelevant. My point was that reasonable adults can disagree. The majority does not rule when it comes to parenting.
How does your “field study” compare with the situation described in the OP?
- headphones vs boom box
- five year old vs varying ages
- one supervised child vs many children, possibly unsupervised
- parent who didn’t object vs parents who might object
You are humorless and uncomprehending.
The holiday stress drove him mad
So Askia wallowed in bad
Attitudinous rap
Till a tow-headed chap
Made him laugh at himself and the lad.
I think I may be uniquely qualified to add to this discussion because, you see,
[SallyJesseRaphael Personal Revelation Moment]
I once was a narrow assed blonde lil’ white boy.
[/SallyJesseRaphael Personal Revelation Moment]
My considered opinion is that this is one of the funniest [urban expletives]ing things I’ve ever read on SDMB and should so totally be a scene in a movie. Thing of beauty, Askia! 
That’s hilarious—I hadn’t thought of it that way; I thought she just said it as a joke. If I had a little dancing machine* like that, I’d want to say that everytime I got a strange look when the kid was dancing, whether it was “Fuck Them Other Niggas” or “Achey Breaky Heart.”
Without knowing anything more about it, I would have thought “nappy headed” was a compliment, or at least a term of endearment. Like “towheaded.”
*Did he dance like Gene Gene the Dancing Machine?
Since the thread addresses race/stereotypes and kids, I thought I’d add my story. I hope I’m not breaking any rules here.
My daughter Brooke just sent me this story from the “Hassan Chronicals”. Hassan is her 3 year old son. Corey is his best friend and cousin, also 3. We are Black folks.
While riding in the car the other night with Corey and Hassan, I had the
music playing and Hassan screams out “That sounds like a white boy.”
We have never talked about race. All these three years olds know is that
people come in different colors.
I was stunned and responded with a “What did you say?” He repeated himself and Corey cosigned with a “All he said was, that sounds like a white boy on the radio, Brooke.”
I was completely speechless. I told him there is so way to sound like a white boy and Hassan replied “yes, it is Mommy.”
As, the song on the radio changed, he screams out " Now, that sounds like a brown boy."
I said absolutely nothing for the rest of the ride home.
jali. In America, people constantly conflate race with socioeconmic / regional ethnic groups. They say often [inset a “race” name] when they usually mean [insert a member of this ethnic group.] I agree there’s no way to sound “white” or “black.” You but can absolutely sound Cajun, Appalachian, Southern Californian, Geechee, Yiddish, Southie, Illinoian, Amish, Jamaican, Lowcountry, Tidewater, South Central L.A., Brooklynese or college educated or whatever. If you guessed a “race” to a speaker’s accent, you’d probably be right.
In fact, I remember a study that came out in the last year about how Americans are so astute about racial matters they can often correctly identify the race of a telephone caller in as little as one word: “Hello?” My Google-fu is failing me to find a cite, though.
So, if this comes up again, I think the best way to deal with it is to emphasize that while not all black people sound alike, or that all white people sound alike, you should acknowledge a person can often tell if they are or not.
Words may have failed you at that time, but I wouldn’t worry overmuch about Hassan. Sounds pretty savvy to me.
He was like a lil’ Danny Terrio.
PunditLisa was right. The kid had rhythm.
Askia is finally unmasked as a fraud. I state, ladies and gentlemen of the jury, that there is simply no way a young black man would know who Deney Terrio is. Most young white people don’t know who he is- for that matter, most middle aged white people don’t know who he is.
I state that Askia is in fact Adrian Zmed, 80s B movie actor and Terrio’s replacement on Dance Fever.
P.S.- Today’s trivia that gives visual imagery you didn’t need: Deney Terrio claims that Merv Griffin sexually harassed him constantly in the 80s and fired him from Dance Fever for not putting out. There was litigation that was settled very quickly out of court, but a decade later Terrio sold the story to a tabloid.
I’m a white middle-aged guy and while I barely remember the Deney Terrio, I was at an excellent age to remember the Solid Gold Dancers much more fondly.
Adrian Zmed stands out in my mind for his one good acting gig. Tom Hanks buddy in Bachelor Party.
What my point, I don’t know I forgot it already. 
Jim
Hey, better lay off the holiday punch for a while, buddy, and stay away from that eggnog. 
:rolleyes: Again, because I didn’t find the incident recounted as funny as you did, and I then focused on a different aspect of the story, you conclude that I am humorless. At least your struggle with logic is consistent.
And now for (what shoudl be) the painfully obvious…
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As shown by the OP, music coming out of headphones can be heard by more then the primary listener. Ditto for the boombox. What better way to see just how much of an anamoly my position is?
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Varying ages found at a mall will include five-year olds. As well as four-year-olds and six-year-olds. Your point?
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On your stroll through the mall you will likely encounter children both supervised and unsupervised. The five-year-olds are likely to be supervised. Some will be the sole tot in tow, others will be part of a brood. Your point? PLEASE, for what possible reason are you hitting the keys with the little marks on them?
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Correction: parent who didn’t register any objection. Maybe Askia’s “thug mug” was somewhat effective after all. Not that it matters. I maintain that some parents WILL object, so many, in fact, that it will be easy to find some that do. If you don’t believe me, take that little field trip I recommended. This whole next week would be a perfect time to prove me wrong.
Enjoy.
i disagree. even talking about “race” is a form of racism. haven’t you heard? a good way to stop racism is to stop talking about race. the word “race” doesn’t make any sense anyway. you don’t think of me, a brown/red headed (don’t believe it? its true, i have mostly dark brown hair with natural strands of red hair) as being a different “race” from a person with blonde hair. if you think about it for a second, you will realize that skin color is (if EVERYONE would just get it through their thick skulls) no more important than hair/eye color.
having said that, i see the humor in the op, but what the hell makes you wanna act all gansta anyways? it would be like me (i don’t know if the analogy works for where you are at, but it works for me as a utahn) acting like a tweaker. you want to act like scum because you’re in a bad mood? have some composure!
Scary bad black dude:
White kid dances to his rap!
Not so scary now.
Who says I’m young? I’ll be thirty-five in a week! THIRTY-FIVE. I have lots of useless shit rolling around up here. (Taps forehead.) I have sacrificed more brain cells listening to more bad 80s music, watching more bad 80s TV, going to more bad 80s movies, and seeing more bad videoes, including the debut season of MTV and "The Box’, than should be humanly (or humanely) possible for me to be as lucid as I am today. I attribute this entirely to the preservatives consumed drinking “New Coke.”
Remember “Small Wonder?” Remember “Bowling For Dollars?” Remember when “Enos” spun-off from “The Dukes of Hazzard” before “Bo” and “Luke” got replaced by their cousins? Remember the Peculiar Purple Pie Man from Porcupine Peak? (Ha cha cha cha cha cha, cha cha cha cha cha. CHA!)
As for how I remember Deney Terrio: Eddie Murphy sez in “Eddie Murphy: Delirious” (or was it Raw? Hmmm.) he was talking to Deney Terrio when he got into a fight with a short lil’ Italian white man at a disco which started a race riot – and the white people was beating up on the brothers, and sun tan lotion and jheri curl juice was flying everywhere, and at the end of the fight, everybody sued HIM.
Fraud my ass.
Juve. :rolleyes: