My next door neighbors are bad neighbors and gross people. It’s 4am and–not to sound like a cranky old person–but they’ve been keeping me up for a while. (The most recent excerpt might be the most charming: “Yo **cough, burp, cough** I’m totally throwing up exactly what I ate. It’s, like, the whole sandwich!”) They’re college students, so they’re fully entitled to smoke as much pot as they like and get loud. Actually, I’d grant those privileges to anyone…However, their manner of speaking really drives me up a wall.
Not only do they have the absolute dumbest conversations– most are about their most successful instances of cheating or the amount that they drink/smoke– but each is peppered with permutations of the N-word. None of them are black. Though I’d be hard pressed to think of a time when it would be OK for a non-black person to use the word, I think what angers me most about their usage is how casual it is. As far as I can tell, they’re not of the breed of racists who act intentionally on their beliefs. In fact, they’re a rather multicultural bunch and I’d be surprised if anyone of them didn’t make an energetic attempt to deny the obvious racism in their usage of the N-word. After all, they never direct it at actual black people. In fact, I think most of the time they’re referring to themselves. (They’re laughable individuals in a variety of ways) Whether or not they are making a pathetic attempt at irony is irrelevant. Their usage pisses me off because it displays such a lack of both self-awareness and consideration (in the sense of respect, not superficial etiquette) for others.
It may be wrong (and a tad hypocritical) for me to stare down my nose at them for their party noise. BUT, I feel totally justified in my disgust for them because of their audible stupidity and racism.