I just went out to dinner at a restaurant that is rather pricy and in years past has been relatively highbrow. However, earlier this evening I went to eat at this establishment with my mother and grandmother to celebrate my mother's birthday and upon entering the building I noted a dress code requirements checklist that included a clause stating that "patrons emitting strong marijuana odor will not be seated." I thought that this was a rather strange addendum to the dress code requirements until I was seated and noticed that a majority of the tables were filled with black people who looked like they just went on shopping sprees at the fucking nigger mall.

To make matters worse, when walking my 95 year old grandmother back to the car (she uses a walker) a black gentlemen with a pink durag, sunglasses, pink polo shirt sagging ripped jeans, basketball shoes, gold chains, pinky rings and neck tattoos (not even a joke that's actually how this guy dressed at the restaurant) was standing in the middle of the sidewalk on the phone. He noticed my group approaching and made no effort to move out of the way, opting to stay put. As we approached I said "excuse me sir" as it was going to be a tight squeeze and he put his phone down, turned around and looked at me with his chest puffed out and said "what do you mean 'excuse me?' Where do you expect me to go? Am I supposed to stand on the grass?" to which I replied "I was just letting you know we were coming behind you and I'm just trying to get my grandmother back to the car safely." He made a big fucking todo about nothing and incited this incident intentionally because of the fact that my family is white and he's got a big fucking chip on his shoulder because his nigger ancestors were dominated and enslaved for hundreds of years.

I'm worried about the political implications of incidents like this increasing in frequency as the (((media))) is seemingly doing everything in their power to increase tension and divisiveness.