Isn't that degrading…?

So I was having a conversation with a coworker about going out.

On occasion, various non Black people have floated into and out of my life and have made a simple yet complex request. They want to go to the Black club.

This is exactly how I look at them after they say this!

Now usually, I can quite simply say no.  Why? Because they don't know what they're asking for and they often aren't ready. Yes I said it. They aren't ready.  

Now as many people's only Black friend, I realize that they will never be able to go to the Black club alone and feel comfortable without me and I think that's a good thing. You don't necessarily have any business at the Black club AND I wouldn't really want you to go without knowing a soul. The club isn't a solo activity…its a group activity. Everyone Black knows you don't go alone.

One girl swore she was ready for the Black club and when we were at a bar I danced with her exactly like someone would dance with her at a Black club. 

So I'm telling this story to my coworker...

So imagine….

We're at a bar and she's talking again about how she wants to go to the Black club. She's Russian from Russia and we're in Omaha.  Just a little context for you.  SO….. some song came on like Usher's Lemme See feat. Rick Ross. If you don't know it…head on over to Youtube and get that in your life. 

So the song was appropriately grown and sexy and I said to her

"I'm going to dance with you like a guy and maybe a girl would dance with you at the Black club to see if you can handle it before I agree to take you with me."

So at first I just danced real close behind her to see how she took that.  By the 2nd chorus she seemed to think she was doing good. Now mind you, I was keeping her on BEAT!

See…we already got problems but I digress.

When Usher started that 2nd verse, I firmly but gently bent that girl forward. <----This is the real test of whether or not you, little girl, are ready for the Black club.

AND she promptly FAILED! She was all flustered and confused. She clearly didn't want to be bent over nor controlled in this way and I said "See you not ready! This is what's happening at the Black club and if you ain't down then you can't come."  She still insisted she could hang but of course I knew she couldn't and I never took her to a Black club.

End Story

Now my coworker is like wait….so y'all bend people over at the club? 

My response? 

Yea girl!

She then tells me that she was reading….yes reading on a forum about when it becomes appropriate in a relationship to allow certain activities to take place because they're degrading or disrespectful to women…..

Activities that Black music talks about all the time if you smell what I'm cooking…

Moral of the story: Things Black people love and enjoy aren't universally loved and enjoyed. And from the music I listen to, they should be everyone's bread and butter.