When historians go through the logs and archives of Kenyans’ complaints on the internet, they will undoubtedly stumble upon the neo-nazi institution that is ArtCaffe; responsible for wielding their racism to cause many a tear to trickle down dark skin.
Most recently, the owner of the restaurant allegedly had a guy arrested for ordering more croissants than his racial stature was entitled to.
Whether or not you believe this, many people have accepted it as truth that a man got arrested for being too dark to order a baker’s dozen of croissants in spite ArtCaffe apologizing about the whole thing and then immediately turning around and acting like it never happened. I really want to believe ArtCaffe’s apology but….
If I’m honest, I fully understand where that guy was coming from. Their croissants are bloody delicious. I’d eat a truckload too if I had disposable income and a cure for diabetes. But if I’m really honest, I’m also not surprised. And neither are you. We’ve seen dozens of complaints about racism from ArtCaffe, heard many a person of all races point out their prejudice. Some of us even have our own stories.
I went there for a meeting one morning. My business partners and I are all negroes, naturally. We were also all hungry and as eager to meet and make money as we were to throw money into the kitchen and watch it come out in the form of delicious pastries and richly flavoured coffees. Alas, the latter never happened. We had our meeting and watched 2 waiters and the manager tend to a white couple sitting on a table near us. We all agreed it was not worth the argument or the drama and once we finished our meeting, we took our empty bellies and full wallets elsewhere to change their states. On the way out, I hollad at one of the waiters, reached into my pocket, pulled out the three dirtiest notes I could find (and I mean dirty to the point of being almost sticky) and gave them to him as a tip. Why? Because I believe in paying for meeting space. Also because f*ck that guy, I’ve got money!
No, but seriously, it was a simple statement. If money is all they want, they can keep it. If they really care about its color, then they might as well toss those notes in the bin. Either way, it doesn’t affect my life. I’ve come too far from having nothing to be treated like I’m still that broke. And they aren’t the only people that can make breakfast; their competitors are normally right around the corner and they like my nigger money.
Further, if ArtCaffe really cared what our dark asses had to say about their service, they’d have done something about it.
Not said something. DONE something.
Like, I don’t know, actually acted upon the first dozen complaints. Or maybe NOT arrested a guy for wanting to eat a few croissants. My stand, even after that shoddy apology, is as follows. They don’t give a shit about you and can’t be bothered to give two squirts of piss about your thoughts or feelings. If you want to do something about it, return the favor. Next time you’re thinking about going there, don’t.It’s just that simple.
Because engaging in protest or violence is pointless. All it will do is get the manager’s dick hard at the thought of how quickly he can call the police on your black asses. Not going there on the other hand may affect his bottom line. It probably won’t because there are enough people who aren’t prejudiced against and who have had good experiences who’ll keep going there.
The thing is, you have to choose your battles wisely and know where to draw the line. If your issue is racism, you should probably stop watching Italian Football, Disney productions and never listen to Eminem among many other things as well. But if your issue is ArtCaffe being a prejudicial business, then put them out of business without wasting your time or money.
All this other back and forth is slactivism at its worst. Wanna do something productive? Support your local bakery; their croissants are baked with the same flour and cost half as much. Use the money you saved to buy a few loaves of bread for starving kids. Do something for people who will appreciate you for it….
…and live happily ever after.