I was cruising the "hood" the other day with my DJ partner, Castro, and we were talking about the streets we grew up on, and the merit of the encroachment of white people into the hood. If you're reading this from a major metropolitan city you should know that we don't have gentrification down here. The hood has not yet become that en vogue. But the houses they're building are affordable and available to anyone who wants to live in the hood. So Shaun and I feel that Whitey deserves a big thumbs up for not giving a damn, and choosing downtown (the hood, none the less) over North Raleigh as a place for themselves and their families. We also talked about black on black crime, and I made a comment to the effect that "nigguz were the new klan". It may look fucked up in print, but it's true. In Raleigh white folks aren't riding up to your front door scaring the hell out of you in the middle of the night. They're not congregating on the corner of your block waiting for you to leave your house. The horses have been replaced by lowriders with cheap imitation rims, and the white sheets are now Fubu and RoccaWear. It's a damn shame, ya'll. The real klan burned three crosses in Durham not too long ago, and it sparked (n.p.i.) a small bit of a debate, but really - who is afraid of the klan? Durham was embarrassed more than afraid. You're afraid of people who want to hurt you, not people who don't like you. Someone close to me was a victim of a crime recently, and she lives in the hood. Her neighborhood has always been mixed (young, old, black, white, e.t.c.), and was one of the few places inside the beltline were she could afford a house. She loved her hood, and was never afraid...until the new klan struck. Now she keeps a shotgun loaded, just like the old days. It's a damn shame, ya'll.
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