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POLITICALLY ERECT

BLACK PEOPLE ARE NOW "THE MAN"

05.21

Now that Obama is officially in office, I'm faced with the sobering thought that, as a black man, I'm no longer the underdog, struggling to overcome a racist power structure in which someone who looks like me can never hope to become somebody. Thanks for raising the bar, Barack, you ass; now I have to, like, achieve something. 
 
Before, when I sat in my cubicle at work with my legs propped up, licking Cheeto stains off my fingers for hours on end (so stubborn!), I had the safety net of institutionalized racism holding a brotha down. When my old lady would ask why I didn't get that promotion, I'd just say, "You know how it is." (Nod accordingly.) Then my son J.J. would say something was "dy-no-mite," and we'd all have a big laugh as we sat down to a fried Spam dinner. But that's all shot to hell now. 
 
There was a lot less pressure when people assumed that all I could do was dance, rap and play basketball. If I did more, then good for me; I'm a credit to my race. If I did less, then, well, you know how it is. (Nod accordingly. Mumble something about cracker-ass crackers.) 

Now, people look at me like I'm a shiftless Negro if I don't organize a protest against the price hike on jalapeño poppers in the cafeteria.


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