The Spot: Perspective of a Black Person in White Spaces (Finale)

The following series is for entertainment and educational purposes, only.

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In closing, to the fellow black folk that read this and know of a Spot in your life or scope, y’all can do what you do with them.

Not all of them are going to be on some Candace, Clarence, the Hodges, and especially Kanye type talk. But we got a lot more in common than roping us in with those people, especially in matters of music and intimacy tastes.  

As for the non-black folk that made it this far, mostly the white ones, a longer message.

The chances of feeling guilty over the examples are yours to feel, as much as they are ours to remove ourselves from and continue to heal from. Black folks are more observant of your behavior than you think. How we respond to it, and even how long it takes for us to respond to it will vary.

While historically, some of you did better once you knew better, the rest of you feel entitled to play in our faces.

Adopt our culture.

Learn our songs.

Marry our women.

Kill our men. AND women.

But especially since 2024, it’s been beautifully displayed that this fight to show us respect is between your own people. The ones who see us as equals. The ones who see color, and fight for that equality. The ones who can read and respect why they can never go to the “cookout,” and hopefully enhance their own.

We have a lot more in common than ridiculing the Spot for going outside society’s stereotypical expectations for being Black. Because even our allies and accomplices understand that being black is an honor and that we come from greatness.

And deep inside, the Spot knows that, too.

And you’ll know when they know, especially once they switch daps to handshakes with you, if anything at all. Because at the end of the day, their black fist in the air is more important than the clapping and tap dancing they have done for you.               

Kingston Priest

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