Ice Cream Trucks Are Racist

As if you needed another reminder to eat healthier this summer, here is a reason to never eat from the ice cream truck again.

NPR's Code Switch shatters every comforting memory you have ever had about hearing that old familiar ice cream truck diddy, scrambling to find a dollar, and running barefoot into the street for your favorite gumball-eyed treat.


That ice cream truck tune is called "Nigger Love A Watermelon Ha! Ha! Ha!" (1916):
         

Browne: "You niggers quit throwin' them bones and come down and get your ice cream!"
Black men (incredulously): "Ice Cream?!?"
Browne: "Yes, ice cream! Colored man's ice cream: WATERMELON!!"

Recognize the music? Yeah. Me too.
Summer will never be the same.
Lucky for me and many New Yorkers, we are team Mr. Softee. Our tune is much more loving and innocent, and we get real cones... with sprinkles!

                      

The creamiest dreamiest soft ice cream you get from Mister Softee.

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My milkshakes and my sundaes and my cones are such a treat.

Listen for my store on wheels ding-a-ling down the street.

The creamiest dreamiest soft ice cream you get from Mister Softee.

For a refreshing delight supreme, look for Mister Softee

S-O-F-T double E. Mister Softee!

LONG LIVE MR SOFTEE!!!