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4.19.2015

Please allow me to bloviate about one night, a while back. Maybe 8-10 years or so.

5 Black guys enter a bar. Sounds like the beginning of a joke.

Well, it was many bars. And it wasn't regular Black dudes. It was us. SU heads. College buddies. The type of guys to buy bottles everywhere we went and not finish them.

I visited Ferguson Missouri in November of 2014, right after the riots.
This is Michael Brown's memorial. I had an eye-opening time

On this particular night, we club-hopped till about 4AM. Our last stop was this place I'd never been to before. It was on the second floor of what seemed like an office building in an area of NYC some people call, "Hell's Kitchen." Back in the day when the name became popular, the kitchens there really looked like hell. No longer. Now, it's a pretty expensive area of Manhattan.

When we got off the elevator, everybody around us became instantly South Korean. The house music was booming. Seems like our Black Buppy crew had crashed a South Korean birthday party for some rich IT guy. After a while there, I came to realize that this was a coworker of one of my buddies.

I was surprised at the amount of interaction from the folks there. Strangers where offering me drinks, the women were friendly, people started crowding around as if we were celebrities. I didn't know what the excitement was all about. My stupid caveman ass grew up in projects thinking that Asians don't like Blacks.