When I saw the title of Randall Kennedyâ€™s book, Nigger, I immediately thought of a conversation I had with my son some months earlier. I had overheard him greet one of his buddies who had called with, “Yo nigger, what’s up.” It wasn’t the first time that I heard him say that to one of his friends. In the past I ignored it. I knew it was the way many young blacks talked to each other.
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