Who are we?
So an airplane is over the Atlantic Ocean and one of the engines explodes. The plane is quickly losing speed and the pilot realizes they can make it to shore if they just lose a little weight. So he announces over the intercom, "Hey folks, we've just lost an engine, and I'm sorry to say, we need to make this plane lighter if we're going to live. It's going to be a sacrifice, but some of you are going to have to jump out of the plane. The only way to do this fairly is to go in alphabetical order." There's a bit of a commotion, but the passengers agree; they don't want to die, after all! "Ok," the pilot says, "let's start with the African Americans." So all the African Americans jump out of the plane. "We're still too heavy. How about blacks?" So all the blacks jump out of the plane. But the plane is still losing altitude. "Damn. Coloreds next." So all the coloreds jump out of the plane. During all of this, there's a black man and his son hiding in the back of the plane. The son asks his father, "But dad! Aren't we African American?" "No! Shush, son." "But dad! Aren't we black?" "No, son. Please be quiet." "But dad! Aren't we colored?" "No! No, son. Today, we're niggers. We go after the Mexicans."