OK, I do not, repeat, DO NOT condone violence. However, I am an advocate for self-defense, and the reality of life is, sometimes, people are going to try you and you're going to have to correct them.
The night started off great. My best-friend and I went to the Saturday night 10:30 drag show at Club One. After the show, we left downtown to go pickup a friend in my best-friend's car. We knew our space would still be there, because it is in front of a bar, and does not really look like a space, but, it definitely is. So we get back, sure enough the spot's still open. There are some people from the bar standing in it so we politely ask them to move. They're telling us it's not a space we're saying it is, but the vibe is still mostly friendly. Then everything goes from 0 to 60. These two guys, (who were standing in the space) taller than six feet, easily 200 pounds, run on top of my best friend's car and throws a full cup of beer into the passenger side window (which is where I was lucky enough to be sitting). Of course, angry as hell, the three of us were determined to get them back. We park, pull out the pepper spray and hunt.
We run into their female accomplice. She says, "I have no idea who threw the beer, i don't even know those guys." I knew she was lying but I could not do anything about that. So we walk around downtown, 15 minutes later we run into the whole gang and the little lying bitch. At first when we confront them, they act completely clueless, like they've never even us before. Eventually, we begin to yell, they begin to yell and the police pull up. They guys take off but I block in the girl. The police question her, she lies, again, and then says she wants to press charges against my best-friend for threatening her. The whole time while the police officer's back is turned, she's just smirking and giggling like, "Haha I'm gonna get away with this and there's nothing you can do about it."
Now, I don't want to perpetuate any stereotypes, but ths is when the hood in me clicked on and all I could think was, by the end of the night I need to beat this bitches ass. They attacked me and my friends for no reason, for a parking spot! This is not the 1960's where you can treat negroes any kind of way and get away with it. I had to get her.
We find the girl a few minutes after the police leave and she's in Sweet Melissa's with the guys she, "doesn't know" She sees us and starts skipping around, hiding in the crowd laughing and running from me. I threaten to pepper spray her, and she and one of the guys who ran on the car take off running. My friends and I take off after them, and soon it's just me doing the chasing. He screams, "I'm gonna fuckin drop you in a minute." I scream, " Then drop me, bitch!" He screams, "You're actin' like a man now!" So I scream, "Then come kick this man's ass." Then he slows down in front of CVS and yells, "You know what you're acting like? You're acting like a dumb nigger!"
This is when the shit hit's the fan. People, I hate running. I was tired as hell. Honestly, I probably would have said fuck it and stopped chasing them. Untill he caled me a nigger...
I stop and tell my friends and they become enraged. We hop into sum random passer-by's car and ask them to drop us off up the street (by now that's as far as the two had gotten). I run up to them and yell, "Uh-huh it's the nigga's!" He begins to say it again and I pepper spray the both of them. She takes off creaming and crying towards Sweet Melissa's. and he's screaming some shit about if you aint white, you aint right and I should be hanging, blah blah blah. I run out of pepper spray, so I throw the empty canister, and then I throw my shoe. He tries to bite threw it like some kind of dumbass dog. Then a bunch if white guys push him, (we're in the middle of broughton now) and tell him to shut up, and he's wrong for what he's saying. Then the argument gets to the front of Sweet Melissa's. There is a ton of black guys, fresh out the club, we tell them what he said to us and they swarm him. I see the girl standing alone, crying and holding a wet towel over her eye. She was calling the police. I say, "you see all this shit yall started, yeah talk shit now." She screams in my face, "I didn't do anything to you bitch!" I took my right hand and back slapped her, then I took my shoes and beat her in the face with them. That's when I saw the red and blue flashing light and took off running.
A taxi driver who saw the whole thing picked us up and offered to take us to our car (now parked on MLK)
We decided not to go downtown for a while...
