[Skit: Lenny Bruce]

Are there any niggers here tonight?

Can you turn on the house lights, please, and could the waiters and waitresses just stop serving, just for a second?

And turn off this spot

Now what did he say? ''Are there any niggers here tonight?''

I know there's one nigga here because l see him back there working

Let's see. There's two niggers. And between those two niggers sits a kike. And there's another kike. That's two kikes and three niggers. And there's a spic, right? Hm?

There's another spic

Ooh, there's a wop. There's a Polack. And then, oh, a couple of greaseballs. There's three lace-curtain lrish Micks. And there's one hip, thick, hunky, funky boogie. Boogie, boogie. Mm-mm

I got three kikes. Do l hear five kikes? l got five kikes. Do l hear six spics? Six spics. Do l hear seven niggers? l got seven niggers. Sold American! l'll pass with seven niggers, six spics, five Micks, four kikes, three guineas, and one wop. You almost punched me out, didn't ya?

Well, l was trying to make a point, and that it's the suppression of the word that gives it the power, the violence, the viciousness

Dig. lf President Kennedy would just go on television and say, "l'd like to introduce you to all the niggers in my cabinet," and if he'd just say ''nigga, nigga'' to every nigga he saw, ''boogie, boogie, boogie, nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga,'' till it didn't mean anything any more!