Paul Mooney was born in Louisiana and grew up in Oakland, California. As a youth, he literally ran away from home and joined the Charles Gody Circus, going down in history as the first African-American ringmaster. He was always writing comedy. He...Read on
I don't even know if I believe in dinosaurs. They're too big. I mean, if they had to go to bathroom, it would take five hours. And don't talk about mating -- they would tear up a whole countryside.
Why we all gotta be blind? Why do they have to mess up the black man in the future? We all gotta look like Ray Charles. Why is that? And the other brother looks like his mother slept with a turtle.
I went to see 'Free Willy.' Have you seen their latest film? White people -- there's something wrong with them. And so dramatic: 'Willy! Come on you! Willy can make it! Jump, Willy, jump! Your belly's white; you can make it! Willy!' Obsessed with...
He's black. If you were on a bus, you'd miss your stop looking at him. Come on, that brother's dark. If he was on your motorbike, the police would stop you and give you a ticket for tinted windows. That brother's black -- Wesley's black! He would leave handprints on coal.
You're telling me that when I'm a slave, I can be in your house, but now I'm free, 'I don't want you in this neighborhood.' So, you're saying if slavery came back tomorrow, you'll just say, 'Welcome home'?
Before Dahmer, when white people stared at black people, I thought you were curious because our hair is different, our nose, our color. Now, I know that you're cannibals and you're hungry.