I have out pointed several times that the only way to remove the poison from a word like nigger is to use it so often that the potency is lost. I cannot see the sense in resorting to euphemisms.
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I may have told this story before; but I'm not sure.
Many years ago, a friend and I use to go to the local hang out, play pool and drink.
He was really good and had helped put himself through College by playing.
Shooting against him made my game really improve, to the point where most the times we tied on who won the most games.
Anyway; one afternoon we're playing against each other and these two other guys wanted to play for money.
I told HB that he could play and he knew that I didn't like to play for money; because it usually led to hard feelings, hard feelings led to arguments, and arguments ususally led to things getting out of hand.
So HB and one of the other guys start playing and of course HB is cleaning the table on this other guy.
The guy loses and wants to play for double or nothing.
This happens a couple of times, with HB winning, when this idiot made a "nigger" comment.
HB took one look at him and ran the table, shooting with only one hand.
So this other guy gets pissed and he starts arguing with HB.
Well his friend starts to get up, to go over and "help", and I stood up in his way and told him "They're fine, just let them handle it by themselves."
The guy looks at me and says "OH, so you're one of those nigger lovers; HUH."
Rather then get all upset, I looked back at him and said "Dude; I haven't known you long enough to like you, let alone love you."
Well this confused him so much, that all he could do is stand there and repeat "What did you call me - What did you call me".
His confusion stopped him long enough for HB and the other guy to settle their argument, HB got his money, and the two guys then left.
When HB asked me what I was talking to the other guy about and I told him; he sat there for a minute, shook his head, and started laughing.
We sat there for the rest of the evening, drinking up his winnings.
For a long time after that, when ever we would be discussing something and he didn't agree with me; I would always tell him "Well, you know how us nigger lovers are."
