RIP N-Word

The NAACP buried the N-Word yesterday at their annual conference, held this year in Detroit.

Delegates marched the coffin, pulled by two horses, through the streets of Detroit to the N-Word's final resting place, the historically black Detroit Memorial Park Cemetery. No word yet on what the headstone will say. (No joke, there will be headstone!)

Detroit mayor Kwame Kilpatrick had some choice words to say about his newly deceased nemesis: "Today we're not just burying the N-word, we're taking it out of our spirit. We gather burying all the things that go with the N-word. We have to bury the 'pimps' and the 'hos' that go with it. Die N-word, and we don't want to see you 'round here no more."

I applaud the choice of a plain pine box (I being among those hippie-ish people that would like to be wrapped in a shroud and buried on a nature preserve). Surely the N-Word would have preferred a shiny gold casket encrusted in diamonds, but c'est la vie.

I do have the feeling that the N-Word will continue to haunt us from beyond the grave, don't you?