A Racist Jew by Piko

Feel like venting some…

Lost a friend yesterday. He’s a huge basketball fan. So he invites a bunch of people (me included). I opted out because it was a weeknight and a had work in the morning, a few did. He has a fit about people only liking football and no other sports. He goes on and on until he says “it’s provably because of all the black people playing”. That pissed me and a couple others off, obviously. I opted to the sarcastic approach with “oh, you caught me! I’m a racist! You and your insane psychic abilities”.

That made things worse and the him playing the race card because no one wanted to go to a bar, on a Thursday night, to watch basketball (I watched it at home). He kept whining and rambling on (he’s in his early 30s and older than me), so I eventually left the conversation (Facebook) .

Next few days I hear that convo is still going and all he’s done was trash talk me, for THREE DAYS.

So, I finally message him and give him the generic “hear you’ve got a problem with me. Why not come at me directly?”. He continues to call me a racist. Mind you, my entire family are very Jewish, and very liberal. So after a bit, a few fuck yous were thrown, and that was that.

Friends for the past 2 or so years, over, because I decided to stay in and watch the game from home. None of this would’ve happened if I had gone, I bet.

I left him with “oh BTW, why did you stop going to karma again? Oh yeah! The blacks!”. It’s a nightclub that became very more rap friendly with a strong demographic. All of my friends stopped going. He said “diversity”, I called “hypocrisy”. More fuck yous were given and that’s that.

A little bummed to lose a friend on these circumstances, but that’s how it has to be I guess…

Jews are hardly incapable of racism, y’know.

Oy, this neighborhood is gone downhill since all the schwartzes moved in!

HAHAHA!!! I thought that was kind of funny too. While I certainly didn’t detect any racism on Piko’s part from the story (and he’s never displayed it on the board that I’ve seen) it does always crack me up when people accused of racism scramble up some minority blood in their lineage or tell about their minority friends as part of their defense.

“Yo, Man! I ain’t no racist! My grandfather’s cousin was black and I went to Kindergarten with 5 Mexicans and there’s a gay secretary at my office! Also, I love Kung-Fu movies and Taco Bell, so kiss my open-minded mulatto ass, Muthaeffa!!!”

Once upon a time, the ill-mannered Vietnamese child sat on his perch. Punching away at the keys of his poor, defenseless laptop.

“It’s the finals! It’s the finals!”, he announced to the sky. Few replied, and some with little reason why.

Suddenly, the Jew appears from the brush. Evil eyed, and up to no good. He roars, “it’s a worknight. I’ll probably just stay in and watch it here”.

“Racist! Racist!”, the ill-mannered Vietnamese shouts, like a whore screaming rape.
“Nobody likes the same sports as me. I need new friends! Friends to fulfill each and every of my very needs!”.

Only few came along, “we’ll go!”. No longer alone is the Vietnamese. But something still isn’t right. Something still lingers in that ill-mannered, miniscule mind of his.

He pounds his fist and shakes the terra of the earth. “No one wants to go because the players must be black!”.

A chill runs up the spines of all. Unsure and weary of where this will lead them. But the Jew, he remains unphased. Reaches into his arsenal of tricks and uses the god-given gift he was blessed with at birth: sarcasm.

“Racist! Racist!”, he proclaims, like a newborn without his mother’s supple nipple to suckle upon.

Suddenly, the gorilla appears. “Good job insulting your friends”, before departing back into the vast darkness from whence he came.

The Jew, on the other hand, has realized that sarcasm was the wrong trick to use. Confused and bewildered, he waves his white flag, and surrenders as he departs in defeat.

The ill-manner Vietnamese was just too right, too proud. No one could hold a candle to his righteousness.

Days continue on. Seasons change. The ill-mannered Vietnamese still ravages all in his wake. “Racist! Racists!”. Also, something has changed with the ill-mannered. Further consumed in his own righteousness. He was no longer that ill-mannered Vietnamese kid anymore - he had transformed into something far worse. Far more wretched than before. For now he known to all as the Righteous and the Profane.

From his hilltop, you can still hear “racist! Racist!”. Less and less remain to hear his Gospel of incoherence, but the birds shall always remain.

I like how he’s the chief detector of racism and and he’s decided that the only way to be NOT racist is to go to a bar and watch a basketball game. I think anyone who doesn’t send money to the NAACP or support their causes maybe even more racist… does he contribute monetary gains to the NAACP?

I think yer “friend” sounds like a spoiled ass and he’s really bad at the manipulation game.
Who wants to hang around someone like that anyway? Should have told him yer prejudice against bars or even Thursdays. I highly doubt yer sarcasm had anything to do with this. Any answer but yes would’ve resulted in the same tantrum

Late,
grmpysmrf

A few people said they had work in the morning. We would normally gather regularly for football season. Not a big basketball fan to begin with. This same guy has lost friends over fantasy football. So I guess I shouldn’t be so surprised.

Notice the friend didn’t invite his girlfriend to the bar to watch the game because if there was a black guy at the bar he would have hit on her and then Piko’s friend would have registered here at prongs and vented all his racist fury.

Next time this scenario happens, Piko, tell the friend that you wish to not watch the B ball game because you don’t want to see the dreadful scene when the star player’s implanted testicles in his knees explode after a spectacular slam dunk.

Pretty safe bet we’re not friends anymore.

good riddance. why would you want a “friend” like that anyway? sounds like a moron.

and for a second i thought you were destructo. for some reason i always mix you two up. i was thinking “aren’t you black?!” lol.

All basketball players are black? That’s just racist stereotyping right there! There have been other races in the NBA too, thank you very much!

There was Larry Bird and Vlade Divac and Yao Ming and . . . uhh . . . did I already say Larry Bird? Yep, him too.

See! Lots of non-black players. RACISTS!!!

Plus, there’s that Jeremy Lin craze. Also, not black. Bottom line, Guy had a fit and threw out any word he possibly could to win the arguement of some people choosing to stay home. There were other insults too. But that’s certainly the main one that sticks.

You don’t like rap music? Racist!

You don’t like rap music? Racist!

Yep, pretty much. I have a soft spot for the 90s stuff though (some of it). Friend of mine was involved in the battle of righteousness, posted on fb about baseball. I called him a racist.

good riddance. why would you want a “friend” like that anyway? sounds like a moron.

and for a second i thought you were destructo. for some reason i always mix you two up. i was thinking “aren’t you black?!” lol.

LMAOOOOOOOOO!

Racists should LOVE basketball. An old white guy standing by and yelling, telling a bunch of negroes what to do and when they can sit down, stand up, run around . . . It’s kind of like “the good 'ol days”,right? . . . Hello? Hello? Is this thing on?

If you want a slavery joke, just take a look at the NCAA. South Park summed that one up perfectly.