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[ironymaiden]

i went to a movie preview tonight. they were making an unusually big deal about giving everyone passes and checking us into the theater. i witnessed actual racial profiling in action. we're all filing in, and the woman at the door literally grabs the black gentleman in line in front of me by the arm and asks him for his pass. he still has his headphones on and asks her "what pass?" at this point i say something about him being in line in front of me and that it's the dvd thing they gave us. he produces it, and they let him go. no one asked to see mine or the (white) people in front of him.

fuckers. i assume these people were with the film company, since he was enough of a regular that Warren greeted him by name. the poor guy darted into the theater and disappeared, and i felt terrible that i didn't even have the chance to give those bitches at the door so much as a dirty look.

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[skwairpeg.livejournal.com]

I understand the shitty feeling of not even being able to stab at them with your eyes. Next time.

[ironymaiden]

exactly. and i sat in my seat until the movie started and steamed. and it wasn't like i could really find that guy and tell him how ashamed and angry i was without making it worse.

[skwairpeg.livejournal.com]

The perfect retorts or responses always come to me.... about 15 minutes too late. I hate that. It's frustrating because you can't run up to the offender and say, "Hey, remember a little while ago when you were a cock? Well HERE'S what I think about THAT!" Hmm, maybe you *can* do that. I should think about it.