Heh. I was waiting on a bus stop in Brooklyn once when this admittedly beautiful 16ish african-american girl with serious curves and a Ronan-like collection of waist-length dreads, stared me up and down and commented to a minion, "Damn, white people can just be so....UGLY!". All while maintaining eye contact with me.
I had just worked all day after going in with a mild hangover thanks to a concert the night before. I was so tired and felt every inch of how horrible looking she thought I was. But she was such a *child* and so obviously trying her bitty best to start shit, I just rolled my eyes and ignored her and she wandered off looking mildly disappointed. I wondered for a while why she wanted to start a fight with me of all people, a pale pudgy redhead who looks as threatening as a stuffed bunny rabbit. In retrospect- she wasn't. I think she may have wanted me to start crying. Bitch or not, at least I think she knew what she was doing!
No matter what color you are, all this is just the same shit, different day, and that shit is just drama queen posturing. I just don't get it.