Thanks to Macon D at stuff white people do for this clip:
In Stew's song, you can hear the anger, the scorn, the utter contempt for white privilege's bullshit. It is beauteous - as is the uncomfortable silence of, I assume, the predominantly white audience.
(It strikes a thrilling chord in me, similar to the chord struck by Nina Simone's 'Pirate Jenny.)
More about Stew, his Tony, and his new film, here.