Before I even knew who she was, I could sense someone staring at me & when I looked to see who it was, there this vile woman stood, from the far side of the room, looking at me as though she could finish me in just one look & as if looks could kill. I inquired as to her name & was told it was Betty & immediately the song Black Betty by Ram Jam came to mind.

Had Black Betty ever had a child, Black Betty's child probably ran wild just to get the HELL away from Black Betty, running in fearful asymmetry as far and fast as his or her little legs could carry him or her!

Black Betty is the kind of woman, of whom you can't help but wonder how she even got a husband, much less kept him. The kind of man who is completely emasculated, spineless & without backbone who keeps shrugging apologetically for his wife's deplorable behavior.

The kind of blackness that is under the guise & garb of being religious or more like Pentecostal/Charismatic pseudo-religious to boot while trying to shove one's own ugly version of religion down everyone's throat & out the back of their neck. But not without also assaulting people's character, making sweeping value judgments about others, always having a hidden agenda & scaring small children first.