At least when it comes to those who feel it:

When Visionz urban clothing opened its doors at Iverson Mall in January, the line looked a lot like the other 30 or so D.C.-based sportswear brands commanding upwards of $100 a T-shirt, with the same quality and workmanship, only it cost a lot less.

Helped by endorsements from the popular black comedian — at one point ["Billy the Kid"] Griffin was actually saying he was a co-owner of Visionz — the line was instantly ubiquitous at pickup basketball courts, at the clubs and on the street.

What buyers didn’t know was that the real force behind the line — the vision behind Visionz — was a Korean-born entrepreneur who had been manufacturing most of the black-owned companies’ clothes out of his factory in Springfield for years.

Unity Clothing Association was hastily formed, and it immediately set about “educating” the public about Visionz’s true ownership through a flood of fliers at clubs, basketball courts and at Iverson Mall, a testament to racial sensitivities in established black neighborhoods where Asian business owners are sometimes viewed as intruders.

“There is already a carryout and liquor store in every black community run by Asians,” the fliers pleaded. “How long will we let them RAPE the Urban community? Wake Up! Don’t be Bamboozled or Hoodwinked!”

— Natalie Hopkinson for The Washington Post: Tempest in A T-Shirt

Radley Balko has seen the fliers:

The WaPo ran one of the flyers Unity’s circuating throughout the local black community. Unfortunately, they didn’t put it online. It’s awful. It features a cartoonish Korean businessman, complete with glasses, buck teeth, and a bowl haircut. Across the bottom reads: “Visionz — Shrimp Fried Rice of clothing.” A thought bubble emerging from the Korean caricature reads: “I took your nail salons, corners [sic] stores, dry cleaners & now I want your urban clothing stores and i can do it with Billy the Kid!”

— Radley Balko: Keepin’ It Real Stupid, Part One

What was it again about minorities? That they cannot be accused of racial hate because their being victims of discrimination and hate from the evil white man has made them immune from such accusations themselves? This story is just one more anecodte that screams “bullshit!” at that idea.

Racial hate exists where race lines are drawn, or at least observed, by the participants, willing or not, of the hate game. I have experienced being casually called a Chink and a Gook (despite my not having any oriental genes in my bloodline for at least four generations) , and of being spoken to very, very slowly by more black people than white people ever did. I have listened to my mother wax indignant over being called an idiot in the workplace when she first started off learning the ropes in her job — by black members of her workforce who also accuse her of doing too much work so that she can suck it up to the “slave masters”— only to see her years later rise to the very top as the most productive member of her team. And yet these personal experiences did not breed general hate towards blacks. I treat people as individuals regardless of race, and I refuse to hate people on the basis of race, unlike the individuals, regardless of race, that I and my family have met who have decided to hate in general all those who don’t share their skin color.

It stops at one point or another. It stops with me.