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want arithmetic? Your life expectancy living in those projects is one tenth the national average. Black folks are supposed to be grateful? Screw that! We're just bait! Man, were sick of this shit! We are just bait, dangled by the pool! White folks get to feeling sorry and say oooo help the dumb ass blacks, so we can sleep at night - far away from them, of course. And don't give them jobs or anything. Low rent housing so they'll stay over there, in that project. The pool? Fat predatory white guys who mix business and law, suck the money like vampires suck blood. They run businesses like salt mines with special made-to-order legal cover and great words. Always great words. Blacks ain't got nothin to steal. It's you're chlorine that's leaking. We're just bait! Fucking worms. Gotta scare the whitey with a riot or two, to feel bad about the housing need. Gotta have riots, but gotta squash them before anything real happens. Can't make waves in the pool. They're freaking geniuses. They know all the buttons. Help the poor. Save the river. Save the planet. White folks keep listening to the words and don't watch the feet. You are the dumbest race God created. Same scam, over and over and over. You never get it. Hey, we need asparagus!" Marcus caught the reference. Jake pounded the dirt, "We are oppressed, but we know the frigging score! You dudes don't even know who's playing! You don't know the game!" "Jesus, Jake, you're getting red! I didn't know black folks could do that," Mac chided. "US folks, brother? Like, US versus THEM? Are you them and me us?" Jake demanded. "Just trying to lighten you up - oops - spiritually, mood wise. Gimmee a break here!"