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Many of the loud, annoying theater patron experiences have involved blacks, more than a few, whites, and a few (only one recently) myself (I was really into Gladiator, and the Theater served sangira by the pitcher. )
Here's the difference - When I tell the white teenage girl in front of me that if she doesn't shut her insipid yap I will squeeze her head until it pops, she will shut up. When I tell the row of 8 to 13 year old black kids in the R-Rated movie to STFU, they get pretty hostile.
I agree that it is a selective perception thing, here. I also think there is some of the participatory style noted in black Baptist and pentacostalist churches, but that's not a question of more or less, but a question of style.
I've been one of the white-boy bad commedians. I've gotten over it. Fun to get loaded with friends at home and turn, say, Much Ado about Nothing into Rocky Horror, but that's in one's own home.
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