I have been around niggers since I was first born. There has never been a time in my life that I did not know of niggers and I envy those who can claim that distinction. Thus said, even way back when I was a small boy I knew niggers were just, well, different. I remember seeing the little nigglets on the playground at the daycare I attended acting like a total heathen and thinking to myself "there's something not right with those boys". But, of course, I saw these things through the eyes of a child and my views of them had yet to really develop into the sophistication that it is today. The seed, though, was there. My mother and I still laugh at an incident when she was trying to get me to start wearing my summer wardrobe. I was a small boy, around 3 or 4 years old, and she was trying to convince me to stop wearing my jeans and start wearing my shorts for the summer. I liked my jeans and didn't want to have anything to do with the shorts she was trying to put on me. She tried to convince me by telling me that I'd "get a nice tan on my legs." I asked her what a tan was and she replied "your skin will turn brown." In my mind, when she said I'd turn brown I thought I'd transform into one of the nigglets at daycare. This scared the shit out of me and I looked up at her and said "but I don't want to be a little brown boy!" to which I then proceeded to cry. So you see, even then with the full innocence of a child.....I didn't hold them in very high regard.