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When Reverend Jesse Jackson asked you to meet with Michael Richards, what did he say to you?

He said, "We want you to talk to this man, because you know him." I went in, and [Michael] grabbed hold of me. He held on so tight—he was so happy to see me. I supported him, gave him tough love. I understood it, because he had started out as a stand-up and he was funny, and then he got involved with that sitcom and they were licking out of his butt. He was the darling of the discotheque, getting all that instant love, which we comics all want.

Then he came back, and time had changed. The audience turned on him. They were very vicious, and they hurt him. And he reached into his bag of hell and tried to come back with the most horrible thing he could say. He didn't even know that was in there. And he freaked, 'cause a lot of white people agreed with him. He didn't wanna be the head of the Klan. He didn't like it.

"I got a call from Whoopi Goldberg. She said, 'I know you're the ambassador for the N-word. I have to get a one-week pass. I have to cuss some black folks out'"Now, I'm a Jew, but I'm also white—
No, you're not. You look it, but you're not. Haven't you learned from Mel Gibson yet? If you were white, Mel Gibson never would have said what he said. That's how white folks talk when nobody's around. Jews don't run shit. They run the awards ... Emmys, Grammys ... but Mel Gibson made all the money. The goyims. Procter & Gamble. White folks run that money. It's not a Jew on that green piece of paper, it's a white man. You better get your wake-up call.

Talking about and using the N-word has been a huge part of your career. How has it been restructuring your act without it?
It's been great.

Have you slipped at all?
I did slip, at the Lincoln Theater in Washington, D.C. The audience went crazy. When all this was going on, I got a phone call from Whoopi Goldberg. She said, "I know you're the ambassador for the N-word, I've been seeing you all over the TV, so I'm calling you. I have to get a one-week pass. I have to cuss some black folks out. After that, I'll never say it again, I promise." So I gave her a pass.

It's hard, obviously, not being black, but even as a Jew—
You black! Shut up! You keep saying that! 'Cause you keep relating to them goyims, you keep going to the power, "Hail Caesar!" Fuck Caesar. To have love for the master is sick. Psychiatrists have a name for it. When someone kidnaps you, you become connected with them.

Stockholm Syndrome.
Yes! "Massa, is we sick?"

What I was about to say is, when I was in junior high school, I got "kike." I got swastikas on my books.

Yes! Yes!

But I think because of appearance, we don't get it with the same intensity.
Because you can pass.

Exactly.
But you don't wanna pass. A lot of people do. They get their nose fixed, change their name, get contacts. "I am Gidget." Someone asked me, "Why did Jews put on blackface?" I said, "They put on blackface to make the master happy." It was like black-on-black crime. They did it to please that goyim motherfucker.

Is it possible, then, in our lifetime or in our children's lifetime, to do away with racism?
Yes.

How?
Kill all the white people on this planet. Someone said to me, "Well, what if your mother's white?" I said, "I'd have to kill her too." Bury them, dig them up, kill them again, and bury them again. I saw Dawn of the Dead. They'll get up.

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