Nigga — Such a Controversial Word



Soo . . . I’ve been receiving a lot of FLACK for my strenuous use of the N-word. Turns out.


It offends people.


Go figure. 


Lately, I’ve heard things like:

“I’d be a fan of your music if you didn’t use the N word so much.”


“I really liked it . . . but it would’ve been better if you didn’t use the N word so excessively.”


“I dig your blog, but your extensive use of the N word undermines your arguments quite a bit.”


Yada Yada Blazay skippy WOO


All things considered, I’ve decided to set aside some time to address why I use the dreaded N word so prevalently.


But first — Let’s get Webster’s Dictionary and Urban Dictionary’s take on the word:


Webster’s definition of NIGGER: 
  1.              usually offensive; see usage paragraph below : a black person
  2.         usually offensive; see usage paragraph below : a member of any dark-skinned race

Urban Dictionary’s definition of NIGGA:
  1.  A derogatory word used by black people to retain (and exploit) their ancestors past as slaves. Many blacks claim it’s a term of endearment (akin to brother, homie, etc), but in no way can it be as its root meaning is ignorance. It’s another double standard of racism in our current time.
  2. Slang term for homie, friend, buddy, etc., used primarily by African-Americans but has spread to other races as well.

Okay, so the main gripe people have with the word is addressed by 3 out of the 4 definitions used above. It’s derogatory, it’s used to degrade/ belittle African American’s, etc.


I agree.


The word has a long history cloaked in the pain and tears of our forefathers and mothers. To this day, if said with the right tone, it still has the ability to lacerate and shake any black to their very core – to the essence of their being even.  Regardless of how widely used the word is, it will forever be one of the most powerful terms in the English language.


That being said . . .


I’m not going to stop using it.


The word’s as much a part of me as the kinks in my hair and the caramel of my skin.


I grew up hearing it. Grew up saying it. My family says it. My friends say it. I grew up with it in my music, in my movies, in my books — it’s a part of my history. And as wild as it sounds . . . I see the beauty in it.

I’ve made conscious decisions in the past to limit how often I say it. In fact, I’ve tried to eliminate it out of my vocabulary altogether.


But you know what . . . 
I fucking like saying it, and I’m pretty sure I always will. My best friends will always be – my niggas. The black leaders I look up to – the MLK’S, the Malcome X’s, the Huey P’s, the Stokely Carmicheals – they’ll always be – my niggas.


I’ll always be a nigga. I’ve embraced it.  But I’ll never be an ignorant nigga. That’s all that matters to me.


So if you’re offended by me using the fuck out of the word . . .


By all means.


Don’t read the Diary of a Real Nigga – it’s in the title.


Later days – MicRNS

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