In my first round of college I had a friend of the black persuasion who took great pleasure in purposefully wearing his afro and stereotypical gangsta garb when going to the bank. Funny thing was, ol' Hymiar was fully aware of the whispering and sideways glances and, in fact, revelled in it.
Last time I talked to the guy, he'd shaved his head and was about to marry his white girlfriend. Hope nobody breaks in his house and kills them and writes "honkey lover" on the walls.