This is an open letter to all white guys hanging out at the bar,
You are not down.
Scenario:
My brother is posting up at the bar, getting his drank on, chillaxin'. And yeah, maybe he is the only brother at the bar, true. However, this is not an open invitation for you to interact with him. If your trying to hit your "Talk to a Black Man" quota for the week, I suggest buying a Street Wise.
And when "Juicy" comes on, don't even look at him. Yeah, you are going to miss a rousing rendition, the likes of which haven't been seen since Biggie's death, but tough. It is just disrespectful. You don't stand and stare at Muslims as they pray to Mecca, do you? Ignorant f*ck!
So keep your distance, bro. No pounds. No head nods. No need to get over excited when Nash hits an open Amare Stoudemire for an easy dunk.
And, if on the off chance you are down, we would have invited you to one of our get-togethers, which look kinda like this.
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