Monday, October 7, 2019

Nigga Moment





I imagine that I would find myself in a situation that would closely reflect an episode of Tha Boondock one day ; however, that is just where I found myself a couple of days ago as I attempted to perform one of tha most mundane tasks known to man, After pulling up to tha pump, I stepped out of my vehicle, paid for my gas and proceeded to fill up tha gas tank at an extremely busy station with approximately forty pumps. Now according to (Huey Freeman) that's tha moment that my “Nigga moment” began. Many of you may be wondering what exactly is a (“Nigga Moment.”)

{A “Nigga Moment” is “A moment in which ignorance overwhelms tha mind of an otherwise logical person; causing him/she to act in an illogical, self-destructive manner}

 Okay back to my  “Nigga Moment” with someone yelling, “Ummm excuse me!!!!!!  Before I knew it tha most vulgar, raunchy, and inappropriate music entered innocent public space  As if things could not get any worse, tha young female who I had no choice but to deduce had yelled made eye contact with me. I could do nothing other than shake my head in a subtle sign of disapproval, as I am certain that you can imagine, this only escalated tha impending “Moment” as she antics increased several steps beyond merely yelling, “Ummm excuse me!!!!!!  what many in her generation commonly do now of dayz Apparently there were others who also disapproved of what was occurring, another person  who was pumping gas at tha pump was so offended that he shouted out, “Mane" don't worry about that Bish..., There were many  others  who were now caught in between what was most certainly an escalating “ Moment” subtly nodded their heads in our direction.


As I am certain that you can imagine, tha other guy yelling, “Mane" don't worry about that Bish... did nothing more than rapidly escalate a tenuous situation. As if on cue, this This common ass Nu millennium Bish began to  pat on her "Pussy" and turn around and start to show her self  doing a dance as she was attempted to cast a spell upon an enemy with twists, turns, pivots, and a cornucopia of hand signals which I guess were some type of gang signs.... Now I need you to understand that this brother “boogied” across tha ENTIRE parking lot, patrons at every gas pump were privy to her “dance”. By tha time that he completed what I considered to be little more than a homage to cultural illiteracy and social inappropriateness, he finished with a flourish that guaranteed we were indeed on tha precipice of completing this “Nigga Moment”. Inexplicably, this young man danced himself toward me and tha thirty-something gentleman who had earlier screamed at her did an effeminate ballerina twirl, as he frantically threw up more gang signs as if they were communications that we should not miss, prior to emerging from his spin and saying “Fuck you!!!!! You two too old Niggus.” I am being truthful with you when I say that I am uncertain of what occurred next because before I knew it, there were approximately ten people wrestling and rolling around on tha ground attacking this young man who eventually escaped from the fray ran to his car, jumped inside, and then announced that he was “going to get all of you old Niggus back.”


As with most “Nigga Moments”, when tha scuffle ended and tae combatants were provided an opportunity to reflect upon what exactly occurred, we could do nothing other than laugh at tha reality that this young female who must have been in her early 20’s had caused African-American men and women who ranged between the ages of 30 – 60 to get so worked up that here we were all laying in a disheveled, not to mention exhausted, heap at a gas station. Realizing what just occurred; we all began to laugh uproariously at tha occurrence as we entered our vehicles. One of tha combatants in this impromptu ‘battle royale’ remarked, “Well, at least he has a well whipped ass now.” As I drove home, my mind reflected upon how easily I had gotten pulled into a “Nigga Moment” and if I would tell anyone about this incident. I guess that tha cat is now out of tha bag and I have learned a big lesson that no one, yes, including me and you, is immune to a “ Moment.” They gonna always be people who know how to bring it out of us all no one safe becareful