Ten Disturbingly Racist Things About St. Louis
4. Driving While Black in St. Louis County
Yeah, this one doesn't really need a explanation. I once worked for the mayor as a canvasser. One day I was sent to his neighborhood to work and knock on doors with my partner. We were educating St. Louis voters about a particular proposition on the ballot when we had the cops called on us. We were only about four to five blocks away from Slay's own home.
Another time, I was walking home from the studio in north county, early in the morning, and the cops pulled me over while I was walking. How the hell do you pull a person over if they're on foot?
And last but not least, I've learned that my black ass doesn't have any business whatsoever being in west county past 8 p.m. I swear, if the cops flag me in any of those neighborhoods, I'm going to jail. That's all she wrote. There is no rebuttal. I can be innocent of all crimes, but it doesn't matter in these circumstances. I am guilty until proven innocent.
3. The Dress Codes at Certain Public Establishments
These nonsense dress codes usually are spelled out in plain English: "No doo-rags, no fitted caps, no Air Jordans". Union Station at one point was notorious for this. Officials there even stopped Nelly and asked him to remove his doo-rag. This incident occurred at the height of his popularity, and I'm willing to bet Nelly and his millions have never set another foot inside Union Station.
Most people probably don't see how this is considered discriminatory behavior, and I'm sure many will say these dress code rules are designed to eliminate gang/criminal activity. The truth is, though, the rules are always off the mark. Union Station had a doo-rag ban, but it still sold Cardinals and Blues apparel. Doo-rags have nothing to do with gang activity. The colors red and blue, however, have everything to do with gang activity. I'm not saying we need to ban our hometown sports apparel, but I am saying to tighten up on your discrimination excuses and come up with something that's more concrete, logical and effective. The only thing worse than this is the "pop-up dress code" rule. The white guy in front of you in line at the Oz has on the same exact outfit. He's cleared and allowed to enter the club, yet when it's your turn the bouncer says your shirt is too long.
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