Do you know who’s on my nerves today?  White people. 

It’s like, OK: The corner of our block is a local crack spot.  We have neighbors living in hazardous, underground converted apartments due to the fear of deportation.  I know one woman with mental health problems whose kids have probably never seen the inside of a school.   

And you’re going to strengthen our block by building a community garden?  Do you ever notice that the "community" you’re trying to strengthen consists exclusively of other white people from Southwest Detroit’s petit burgeois? 

I don’t know.  It’s just too puppies and unicorns for me.