You Don’t Have to Go to the Hood Club: Black Women with a Sense of Entitlement

Moon Bastet
2 min readMay 25, 2022
Photo by Dan Meyers on Unsplash

You don’t have to go to Ricky’s Freaky Duck on 110th every Saturday night, Sis. You really don’t.

We can keep this one brief.

Don’t let your less ambitious friends guilt trip you into going to bullshit places to socialize.

It ain’t worth it.

Don’t let them tell you you are not black enough.

Don’t let them tell you you changed.

Just stay the fuck out of places that you have outgrown, period.

You deserve the opportunity to dine and dance in places that offer an opportunity for social climbing.

Yes, you are entitled to opportunities to meet people that can actually assist your creativity, finances, social, relationship, or career prospects.

Going down to the bar to pick up some loose dick at a place with partially untiled and sticky floors does not need to be a part of your playbook.

You are entitled to upper-class people.

You are entitled to meaningful conversations.

You are entitled to nice places, fresh linen tablecloths, live jazz, a medium-rare ribeye, and a splash of chilled Sassicaia.

Photo by Mohau Mannathoko on Unsplash

Everything doesn’t have to be local.

Everything doesn’t have to be framed through the lens of ethnocentricity.

Dine up. Climb up. Friend up. Date up. Talk up. Eat up. Think up.

Leave the others at Ricky’s Freaky Duck doing the $5 dolla shots for a free movie pass where they belong, and grab you some new and enlightened friends with goals and vision.

We movin’ on.

That is all.

MLB — 2022

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Moon Bastet

Moon Bastet, MBA, MHRM, MPM — Witchy + Educated. Feminist. Tarot Reader. Digital Activist. - Contact: