A local crack head & career alcoholic always calls me a, " PO-lice Azz Ni$$a! " because I dared discipline her once while guarding a friend's vending table on New Orleans world famous Canal St.
This epithet, slurred venomously from her lips, is one familiar to fellow anti-crime activists who happen to be Black.
One humorous occasion she even tried to call, first her "crew" who were going to shoot me, then, failing that, the police ( ??? ), on a phone I doubted even had talk time on it!
The Hood hates cops- even Black ones, no big news flash there! It also especially despises civilian Black men & women seen as supporting police or privately securing the community, hence the word, " PO-lice, " preceding the rest, " Azz Ni$$a! "
When a thug says it I take it; polish it and wear it as a badge of honor, because that means I'm doing my job as an anti crime activist.
The Hood cannot worship criminals and simultaneously emerge single family, violence and drug free- it's impossible!
Until the status quo swings back to a norm promoting being law-abiding, so-called, " PO-lice Azz Ni$$as, " the Hood continues infamy as the provider of disproportionate homicide; violence; addiction and every other negative indicator.
Against such a dismal backdrop, is it any wonder I'm proud to be called a, " PO-lice Azz Ni$$a! " by thugs and, in this instance, thug-ettes?
Original post: http://capblackhood.blogspot.com/2013/12/po-lice-azz-nia.html
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