Blue lights in someone's basement. Usually the last dance at Billy XXXXX's house. High class, "light skin-NED Negros." A real father that smoked a pipe and made at least one periodic authoritative customary appearance to make sure we were behaving like intelligent upper class Negroes that knew how to come in an upscale neighborhood and behave like ladies and gentlemen.
Eleven o'clock sharp was Mr. XXXXX's
cut off, shut down, no matter what. He was one of those; "No, you don't have to go home…but you got to leave here."
I felt privileged to be invited to Billy's parties. He was popular, smart, a little cocky, but certainly a fine young man.
What went wrong? Why can't our young people do the same any more? What went wrong? Did the teachers and preachers get too greedy?
Have we been teaching too much about prosperity and very little about morality ? Are we some worthless little mealy mouthed Christians? Attending baby showers for the "unwed" but still whispering and talking about them behind their back?
Why do I sit beside that heifer on the MARTA train, with the three inch dagger nails and 24 inch weave and never open my cowardly mouth as she snatches on her raggedy snotty nosed toddlers?
What happened to the condom giveaways? Why does your daughter think her vagina defines her?
Did you ever tell her to never do anything she would be too embarrassed to admit she did?
What kind of parent are you? Mouth shut, wallet open!
"Parents take authority over your children!" Teach them the WROD! Fear no man,woman, child, position, status, opinion.
PTL!
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