I felt like I was reliving middle and high school all over again. Being told “if you were black then you’d speak black.” Dude, we’re in the same English class and hang out with the same group friends and you expect me to what, naturally just speak in ebonics? As if dialect is solely hereditary?
“If you’re black why don’t you dress more intimidating or act way more hard?” Well, I suppose I should be in a gang selling drugs to my pretend gang of gangsta’ homies as well? Did they even take a second to ponder why I gave them such a perplexed look?