That’s one of the many statements given by potential jurors to the R. Kelly case, according to this Chicago Tribune story.
Of course, if it were me, I wouldn’t need to come up with an excuse. I’d just tell the truth.
Your honor, there’s no way I could be an impartial juror in this case. I haven’t liked a song of his since his first album in ’92, and I’m generally embarrassed by the extent to which many Black people have unconditionally supported him. It’s worse than middle-aged White women and Michael Jackson.
I’d be home before lunch, I guarantee it.
Of course, any story related to the ongoing saga of R. Kelly and his child pornography and statutory rape charges inevitably makes me think of the masterful episode of The Boondocks that skewered Kelly, his fans, and Black people in general: