I Have Something to Say

My friend's grandparents are extremely racist. I've never met them, but that's what he told me. He said he told them about me and that I'm black. His grandma told him he's hanging out with the "wrong crowd". When the crowd is 95% of the time just me and him. Apparently his grandma worked at this apartment building in the ghetto. It was disgusting and government funded or whatever. And according to him, everyone that lived their was black, ghetto, rude and lazy. So that's why she hates black people, he said.

Bigots are funny in that they think whatever group they hate is the only group of people that do stupid shit. I know plenty of ghetto, rude and lazy white people. I know plenty of people like that are multiple races.

The thing that irritates me the most is that my friend tells me all the things his grandparents hate about black people, and then says "but you're not like that though" and I'm just like, shit, I know. Tell them that. Tell them that I work. Tell them that I buy my own food for your house. Tell them that I'm going to school. Tell them that we take turns paying for things. But he's like "they're too old to change their minds" dude, you don't know that. You didn't even try. You sit their and let your grandparents think shit about me when they've never even met me. What's worse is that sometimes he defends them. He'll be like "well where my grandma worked it WAS actually only black people" So? Your grandma hasn't ever met any other black people? Your grandma doesn't know of any successful black people? Your grandma doesn't know any people that aren't black that are lazy and rude?

I got lost with this point, but ehh.