Wednesday, October 17, 2007

God is black and grew up in a ghetto in Chicago

I met him two days ago. He came to the Mut Mee restaurant with two of his disciples who hung onto every word he said. Actually the whole restaurant listened to what he was saying because he made it very hard not to hear him talk. He loved using words like "fucking" and "shit" and if this would have been broadcasted on American television you'd probably only hear beeps. He started explaining how he grew up in a ghetto in Chicago and how his mother was a drunk and his father made a lot of money but was screwing around. He became a member of a gang eventhough he was white, but his gangmates called him a nigger too. He was kind of the first white nigger, the original M&M. Oh, and he could use the word nigger, he didn't use it because he was a racist, but he was one of them, he was one of the brothers. He said his gangmates hung out in his garden drinking beer, and his mom would come out being drunk and abuse them verbally, calling them all kinds of racist things, and then she would go out to buy them all a beer. He said that hip-hop now wasn't really hip-hop and that those famous rappers were definitely not as gangsta as he was. And then he started to say he was all spiritual, and that in fact Chicago was a very spiritual place probably the most spiritual city of the US.
He also started talking politics and history, saying that Western Europe didn't like America that much, but Eastern Europe did, since they owe a lot to the US. He said that both World War I and II started in Yoegoslavia. And he didn't like Europe, especially not the Euro. Europe was not good at all. He said Turkey was already part of Europe, though one of his disciples said him straight, so he said Turkey was lucky that they weren't part of Europe yet, and if they were smart they shouldn't become part. He also said that Australia was full of serial killers now, a bit like the USA in the 60's and 70's.
He talked for hours and hours only stopping to have a sip of his beer, and you could see people in the restaurant first trying to move to another table, further away from him and then just leaving, because there was no escaping him in the restaurant.
After some hours he finally got up to leave and pay his bill. He signed it with "God"

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ja maar, wat krijgen we nu? Literatuur?

October 17, 2007 at 3:40 PM  
Blogger Ine Beerten said...

misschien, maar 't is wel non-fictie...

October 18, 2007 at 3:47 AM  

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