Well, last winter I choked and stopmed out some Harry Potter looking suburbanite in the middle of the dance floor at one of these 5AM spots. I musta been looking for trouble that night as I was wearing a bright yellow smedium shirt that really showed off my physique. This dude then saw me and some girl getting down or whatever and he flipped my hat off my head. I picked it up and then turned around and then he put a bottle to my face. I slapped the bottle out of his hand then I used his scarf to choke him out. After that I dragged him to the ground by it and put a size 44 Gucci on the side of his face and body. Before anybody could react I yelled for security (who were also swole black dudes) and they carried him off.
A bunch of girls were all gawking at me and telling me how that dude was messing with everybody all night. Apparently this drunken fool was propositioning couples and causing a ruckus. I could barely deal with the adrenaline rush and all the legal liability I just exposed myself to.
The owner was feeling really bad about the whole situation (probably because of how blatantly racist that nonsense seemed) and gave me $20 for the cab ride home. I saw ol' boy getting arrested as I was being driven away. I changed cabs in case I was being followed. You can bet I didn't feel good about this at all.
Mind you this all went down in the same neighborhood as that original story, so that should put things in perspective for you.
I have seen situation were dude busted his g...and was hauled off...kkkakkk boy didn't get arrested but homie was arrested and charges dropped...
support is what saved you...
i know being in majority kkkakkks...has its challenges...
i was a bar...recently...even talked about my kkkoon acquainteannce who was there...some white kkkakkk boy brushed against me...now i played it off...the DJ even played some songs...about not bumping in me...DJ picks up several energy...I looked around the club, noticed everyone was dressed untucked...then said loudly who would wanna tuck they clothes in...be free... stay untuncked...
and obviously it was me who had the kkkakkk boy walking too close...he was with some chicks...
anyways, went to the bar...and i kid you not...the kkkakkk boy told me if I wanted his girl...because, she said I was attractive...
I just brushd it away...I just couldnt trust him...sure, she probably was digging me...she said something about me having dough...wtf...prolly how I was dressed?
anyways, he said they were just friends...
but same kkkakkk boy was offering me his girl...no hands drawn...not having my folk check him...just a few words...and a well carried self...