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Postcard by Edgar Orr, Dogwood Trees in Bloom, Atlanta, Georgia, ca. 1930-45.
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Spring has finally come roaring into Georgia, blanketing vehicles with yellow pollen and causing a sudden eruption of three-foot dandelions all across my front and back yards.
The other day I made my annual springtime pilgrimage across the street and down a hundred yards to visit the guy who knows how to separate all the moisture that has gathered in my lawnmower’s gas tank over the winter from the gasoline I forgot to drain when I tucked the machine away in the backyard shed last fall.
Even though he doesn’t ask for any reciprocation, I compensate by bringing him some of my wife’s cooking and gear myself for a minimum of a half-hour monologue from this guy. You may have met the sort of person who, even if you say, “Hey, my truck is on fire, really gotta go,” they’ll find a way to ignore what you just said and keep rambling as if what you actually had said was, “Please keep talking for as long as you can.” Plus, I feel it would be rude to simply walk away given the fact that he has once again resurrected my lawnmower from the dead.
I’ll call him Joe, even though that’s not his real name. Joe is my age but has been receiving disability checks for a few years because of chronic lung problems. His wife is nearing retirement age, at which point he wants her to stop working. He doesn’t seem to do much but sit around all day and spy on the neighbors.
He hangs on the side of his pickup truck as he catches his breath after fixing my mower and proceeds to give me the yearly neighborhood update. About nine months ago, the tiny house to his immediate right was rented by a fat black woman — redundant, I know — who I’d guess is in her mid-thirties. Shortly after she occupied the house, she was joined by her four children. And then three black adults joined them. But she’s the only one on the lease.
She arrives home from work about 4:00 AM five days a week and sees fit to sit in her driveway blasting her car stereo at maximum volume for about 15 minutes before entering the house. Joe used to cut her lawn for free but no longer does because his kindness has not been reciprocated. The eight blacks who are packed into her little shack will allow trash to pile up inside their house until they finally cram it into trash bins outside to the point where it overflows into the street and sits there for at least a week until the private sanitation company comes by and scoops it all up. Apparently, the negroidal octet has torn the shit out of the house’s insides to the point where every time the toilet flushes, the floors are flooded with water.
“I’m not a racist,” he tells me in his deep Georgia twang, “but even the cops won’t do anything to check their behavior.”
A couple of houses to his left, a Georgia cop from a nearby county was all set to rent the place, but somehow the deal fell through. About a month ago, a Chicago rapper who received a giant monetary settlement after being shot several times signed a lease on the place instead. I first became aware of his existence a couple of weeks ago one warm and sunny afternoon as I was painting the side of my house — he was sitting in his car blasting his music as loudly as he could the entire afternoon. Joe tells me that a few days ago, the Chicago rapper and two of his friends simultaneously blasted his music from three cars at once. And last weekend, the rapper and his friends threw a party that still hasn’t ended.
“He seems like a nice guy,” Joe wheezes, “and I’m not a racist, but if the police don’t do anything, I think I’m going to move. The only thing keeping me in Georgia was my mother, and she’s gone now. These lungs of mine can’t take the heat. Do you know any place that’s nice and not too hot?”
Temporarily sidestepping Joe’s question, I ask him why he feels the need to keep reassuring me that he isn’t a racist. He stares at me as if he doesn’t understand the question, so I ask him who moved in a block away with the three pit bulls that are kept out in the backyard every night and bark incessantly like cannons firing.
“It’s a black guy,” he told me. “He’s received three tickets for noise complaints, and if he gets another one, they’re going to take the dogs away.”
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I ask Joe who keeps blasting off gunfire every night. Mind you, there are also some wild-and-woolly poor Southern whites in this neighborhood — the kind who don’t have the means to commit the sin of White Flight when blacks start moving in — and I assumed it was them. Nope. It’s some drug-dealing blacks who occupy a street about a quarter-mile away. Every night you hear the BOOM BOOM BOOM. My wife can never tell if it’s firecrackers or guns. I can tell — it’s guns. I don’t think they’re shooting at anyone — I suspect they’re letting the rest of the neighborhood know that they’re armed and ready to shoot should the need arise.
Joe’s compulsive need to tell me he’s not a racist even as he catalogues how blacks are destroying the neighborhood reminds me of an incident about five years ago when I was in the green room at a local comedy club on the white side of the metro area. As the headliner and I were watching the opening acts on a closed-circuit TV, I noticed that every comedian somehow felt the need to declare they weren’t racist — but in their case, there was never any subsequent “but.” You can’t make a living as a comedian these days if you include the “but.” You have to make it clear that you aren’t a racist if you don’t want to be lynched by the all-white crowd. This nation has become insane that way.
The neighborhood where I, Joe, and our new black neighbors live is only sixteen miles from downtown Atlanta, but it’s a small lakeside community you’d think was nestled far in the boondocks. It’s one of the reasons I moved here — I checked the crime rates, and they were lower than the Georgia average. Improbably twisting and hilly roads — almost like an Escher painting — surround a small lake. Big fat speckled ducks wander up from the lake and peck for food in everyone’s lawns. In the daytime, it’s so quiet that when I was first scoping out the house I wound up buying, I never saw anyone. Not a soul. I figured everyone who lived here were either retired or dead.
Then, the day after I moved in, I heard a ruckus across the street — a domestic dispute between a black dude and what appeared to be his girlfriend. And I felt that sinking feeling. The black dude owns the house that the chubby Negress and her seven cohorts are currently renting. I have no idea why he vamoosed, but maybe he could tell which way the neighborhood was heading. Or maybe he was fleeing some warrants.
Mind you, I don’t make the kind of money that would permit me to live on the affluent-and-white north side of the Atlanta area and pay child support at the same time. But I can see the graffiti on the wall, so me and the new missus are fixing up the house and aiming to move out of Georgia before the demographic undertow causes the house to lose all value.
I rattle off a few places where Joe might be happy — Chattanooga, for one. It’s less black, at least. “Too hot,” he said. Several other places were too cold for his tastes. Then, half-jokingly, I thought of the only place I know of in America where it never gets hot or cold — San Francisco.
Joe grimaces. “I’m not prejudiced or anything, but you’d never catch me dead in San Francisco.” So he’s made it clear that he’s not racist against blacks and not prejudiced against fags, even though he doesn’t want to live around either group.
I think of other friends who are about ten to fifteen years younger than me, friends who never wanted to be racists until coexisting with blacks left them no choice. One of them lives in the Atlanta area and sent me this email yesterday:
Between you and me, do you happen to know of a place where my roommate and I could reside where it’s all white people?. . . . This is my 30th anniversary of taking shit off of black people. Tomorrow will be the 10th anniversary of my brutal home invasion and assault. Two weeks ago some feral ape fired off a few rounds in the apartment below us, so my roommate is vacating. Last night the TNB [Typical Nigger Behavior] got so loud again that I called the cops, and someone helped themselves to over $200 worth of tools out of my roommate’s truck. Don’t ask how many times I’ve reported incidents to the management in the three years we’ve lived in this fucking shithole. More than every place I’ve ever lived in in my life, combined.
Then there’s the girl I know who was raped by a black man in Chicago three years ago and fled to Los Angeles shortly afterward. I advised her to get out of LA once last year’s riots started, so she moved out to Palm Springs. Neither of us was aware that the State of California was randomly dumping ex-cons and homeless people into Palm Springs, so she recently had to break a lease and relocate to a gated community because the black family below her was ear-splittingly loud and threatened her repeatedly. She didn’t want to be a racist, either.
I think I know what people mean when they say they aren’t racists: They don’t fit the media stereotype of a vicious loser who hates people with different continental ancestry from them merely to compensate for being an inadequate psychopath and to avoid taking responsibility for their own problems.
But as many “racists” as I know — the number grows daily — I’ve never met one who fits the media stereotype. Not one.
As I push my mower back toward my house to cut my lawn, I wonder how much things would change if white people merely got over their fear of what is an innately meaningless word.
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SJWs have fired the “racist” gun too much, and now it’s out of bullets. The word no longer has any meaning, which is a good thing. Hopefully this stripping down of it’s use will lead to people acknowledging the basic truth of racial awareness, similar to people knowing “fire is hot, it will burn you.” And “you need air to breathe.” Saint Floyd should have thought of that last one before he swallowed enough fentanyl to kill an elephant.
TRUMP let MAGA go to waste
Yes, this is life today for those of us who didn’t get the right credentials, and don’t have the right connections. It all is so familiar, but so often unspoken. For those readers who haven’t directly experienced what Goad describes here, it’s all glaringly real for many of us, and getting more common. That emperor who wears no clothes has been loudly prancing about for a long time now, despite a few brave souls willing to point out the truth.
Thank you, Jim Goad, for telling the truth so well.
“I don’t think they’re shooting at anyone — I suspect they’re letting the rest of the neighborhood know that they’re armed and ready to shoot should the need arise.”
That is the traditional african version of a neighborhood watch, you racist!
No body, No crime
As a general safety rule, it’s better to be a white minority than to live with any significant percentage of blacks (e.g. > 5%), or even adjacent to said percentage. Politics are important, but a secondary concern.
In other words, “red” Georgia might have a based white majority, but apart from select cities that easy to avoid (i.e. Oakland) “blue” California is far safer on the ground (for those that can’t afford armed guards, anyway) because demographics trumps politics.
If you can get both, great. But if you’re a conservative white person of modest means living in say, leftist Oregon, and you’re thinking about how your life would be better in Nashville, think twice. Try Idaho instead.
Whites are going to have to start taking a page out of the Fishtown, PA playbook. It was so gratifying to watch them stand up to BurnLootMurder and protect their neighborhoods last year.
Of course no one expects anyone to go full Walt Kowalski with respect to a neighborhood or town you’re not particularly attached to, I know I wouldn’t. But sooner or later there’s not going to be anywhere else to move to.
They’ll never leave us alone, until we make them.
Mr. Goad’s article reads like the 20 years I suffered living in a 50% black neighborhood. The day we moved to the almost all White suburbs, I felt so relieved, so happy, it’s not fully describable. My stress level evaporated.
Now the place we moved to is starting to get way too many black buyers. Not at critical mass yet, but I can see the “graffiti on the wall” too. We’re eventually going to have to move again.
People need to just accept that being racist is normal and good. Nothing will change until that happens.
Blacks are extremely “racist” and it’s paying off for them.
We NEED to take a few pages from their playbook.
Atlanta and Gwinnett County make it onto A&E’s “The First 48” a lot. The show follows real murder investigations and is actually great and must-see TV. And the murderers are all black if it doesn’t go without saying.
My street is all white except for one Mexican family. They play music loudly into the wee hours and are surly to my elderly neighbors if they request they turn it down.
That’s the parents. Their kids are nice and respectful.
A black family moved in a couple years ago but had to move when Dad went to prison for running his burglary ring out of the home.
My racist white neighbors’ reaction? Concern for their kids with Dad all over the newspapers.
That’s a very scary story.
The stuff of nightmares really.
Thus I thank God I’m in Maine.
Caucasians are going to have to accept the idea of commuting to work. The urban areas will continue to get darker and more violent as time passes. I recently left a city that’s 22% black for a rural county 30 miles away that’s 7% black. The immediate area surrounding my house is 0% black. There’s nothing out here that blacks are attracted to, so I don’t expect that to change any time soon.
America may never become officially Balkanized. But it’s easy enough to live among your own in America. It may require some initial inconvenience. But the flip side of making such a move is to literally live in enemy territory.
What are you talking about? Many Whites have been commuting long distances for decades. That’s part of suburbanization.
FWIW, no matter where you run, non-whites will be there soon enough and there is nothing you can do about it.
It’s not difficult to find places to live where there’s no-one in the immediate vicinity. It’s especially easy to find rural areas where there’s no blacks. There’s entire counties throughout America that are more than 90% Caucasian.
I could tell you where many of those areas are located. But if you were interested in knowing, you would already know.
“There’s entire counties throughout America that are more than 90% Caucasian.”
Not so long ago, the entire country was 90% Aryan.
Right…and whites must stop being afraid of being called Racists…start building local power…every ethnic group has its “little” Manila, Somalia, …Inglewood CA is black territory…so build WHITE communities make local policies schools, education, sanitation, health, county/city officials, control your TAX base, its time to OVERRIDE FEDERAL LAWS..immigration, integration.etc..DEMOCRACY MEANS SELF RULE…etc. TRUMP betrayed MAGA he let it go to waste…IT could have been a powerful lobby/political union/NGO/ with local state branches…
Trump took his orders from the same shysters Biden takes his from.
(((Chomsky))) got this much right:
“The smart way to keep people passive and obedient is to strictly limit the spectrum of acceptable opinion, but allow very lively debate within that spectrum….”
Those of us who do the “but I’m not a racist” shame-plea need to re-examine their mindset.
How long will it be before the “racist” label will become a legally-recognized antisocial category and prevent one from getting employment, holding a license, owning a firearm, etc. It will happen, and soon.
I am a racist. We MUST be completely clear to ourselves and others, as to the true definition of “racism”:
“Racism is the KNOWLEDGE that the races of man differ significantly – not insignificantly – in cognition and temperament, that these differences are genetic in origin, and they impact social outcomes.”
Not hate, but knowledge. Good persons of all races know this truth. WE are among them. Our objective is progress and peace among men. Do not be terrorized into being ashamed or afraid to be a “racist”.
Observe that wherever in the world negroids reside within Western (or post-Western) nations in numbers, they replicate the same trademark toxic behaviors and environments, whether the place is Sweden, Paris, Iowa, Minneapolis, Cape Town or Mississippi.
How can “nurture” or “oppression” possibly explain this? How do white Leftists manage to believe this in the face of daily facts??
The problem originates wherever negroid cognitive and temperamental limitations are forced to perform to Western cultural and behavioral expectations. But who is doing this forcing?
Not the negroid. It is those doing the forcing that are the real enemy of men.
exactly…. no matter where they go.. there they are. i have near intimate, long term postjudice as to nogs… coastal MS in the 60’s, nuff said.
‘n*igger..’ is a state of mind.. not a skin color. blacks don’t like them either. no one does.. they don’t even like ea/other.
Be careful brother, you and yours don’t want to catch a stray bullet from your culturally enriching neighbors.
Great piece! This is what all of us fear — that we’ll have our family tranquility or our declining years ruined by orcs moving (or being dropped) into the neighbourhood.
It’s why we need to hold our ground: the merchants and diversicrats can afford to buy their way out of the real consequences of their new weasel word ‘equity’.
The rest of us can’t.
Very true. If Whites would sell their properties to one another exclusively, this would certainly help a great deal. No matter how much is offered, sell to Whites only and preserve our communities. … There is nothing illegal about refusing an offer on a property.
I agree with your sentiments %100 but the Civil Rights Division of the (so called) Justice Department (sic) would file a discrimination lawsuit against you if you sold to a White family for a lower price than a colored family offered. Anyone who buys a home with a U.S. Government (VA, FHA etc.) guaranteed mortgage has to abide by the Civil Rights legislation. Federal involvement in the mortgage creates a nexus that allows the Feds to invoke housing anti-discrimination legislation against White people. I believe if the sale is all cash then there is no nexus and the Feds cannot prevent discrimination. Discrimination against Whites is of course allowed.
I am aware of a case in Massachusetts in the late 1990’s where a tough old bastard refused to sell his house to Hispanics and publicly stated that he disliked them and didn’t want them to ruin the neighborhood. This was in a decent, all White working class area. There was no disputing that the White guy was “discriminating” as the scumbag lawyers say.
The Usual Suspects filed a lawsuit against the homeowner alleging discrimination. The case was thrown out because the plaintiffs lacked standing. The judge ruled that because the house had been purchased for cash legally obtained decades earlier there was no nexus for the Civil Rights lawsuit. Things may have changed since then but I remember reading about the case. I do not have a link unfortunately.
An eternal truth in this article: people don’t hate blacks until they live in the same place with them. People don’t hate jews until they live in the same place with them. People don’t hate mestizos until they live in the same place with them.
Every single one of the “racist stereotypes” are true. I have witnessed all of them.
I just finished Goad’s book today, “Whiteness: The Original Sin” and the final essay/column speaks directly to the “I’m not racist, but…” problem. It is entirely embedded in the psyche of white people that they must say this instead of taking their own side and speaking the truth. That said, I think the wrath of the awakened white person is coming and it will not be as horrible as predicted by anti-white. It will be real social justice.
“That said, I think the wrath of the awakened white person is coming and it will not be as horrible as predicted by anti-white.”
I agree.
It is a common theme of anti-White propaganda that any White push-back means only one thing: the filthiest possible behavior by Whites against innocent non-Whites and upright anti-White Whites.
Weak-minded Whites eat this up, ignoring the poison in it. Weak-minded, humiliated Whites want to feel tough in a society that doesn’t allow that. Weak-minded Whites want to justify their passivity, their failure to defend their posterity and their race. They like the idea that they are supreme killers, but too darn moral ever to fight.
Stupid, bloodthirsty White fools accept this too, and play into it. Dylan Roof, for example, showed his opinion in action. If Black crime was a problem, then the needed push-back could only come in the form of a White man killing Black old ladies in church. Nothing could be more harmful.
The anti-White dichotomy of White passivity and submission to White genocide, or White crime and useless slaughter is entirely false.
We Whites can assert our group interests morally, reasonably, and, when the time is right, with prudent, just, and temperate force. We just can’t do it in anti-White fiction.
Ending segregation was a mistake, a huge one.
Is this cut from the same cloth as “some of my best friends are black” regarding trying to make yourself out as acceptable in polite society? While it is true for me I don’t see how it makes me any better than anyone else to make such a meaningless claim. The more experience I have had with the average black in this world, the less I want to be anywhere near one. Male or female doesn’t matter. They killed my brother and have harrassed my son throughout his school years. Can’t see any reason to be near one in the future.
Repeat after me: “I am racist. And it’s ok to be racist.” When somebody calls you racist try not to laugh, don’t deny or argue, just say: “That word has no power over me. Neither does fascist or Nazi. Calling me those things makes me laugh because it is so pathetic. Have a nice day!” After saying those words you will feel so liberated. You will feel alive. Welcome home brother.
“But as many “racists” as I know — the number grows daily — I’ve never met one who fits the media stereotype. Not one.”
The MSM does nothing but endlessly gaslight and mischaracterize ordinary whites. At this point, I think we should change the term ‘mainstream media’ to ‘gaslight media.’ What white people in America have to put up with is outrageous to the point of being beyond belief.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhSy-6VqIww
When people ask me if I’m a racist nowadays, I usually respond that “Yes, insofar as one can correspond to a trotskyite propaganda term, yeah I’m a racist.”
I’ve been hearing for years that Trotsky invented the very concept of racism. Has this been confirmed?
He appears to have been the first to use it, in an article condemning “Slavophillia” among Russians.
https://redice.tv/news/racist-a-word-invented-by-ussr-s-leon-trotsky
Which MSM entertainment show contains the most anti white propaganda?
I submit Law & Order SVU
The latest episode
The latest version of FBI is pretty close if not more. It’s produced by the same crew so not really surprising. I don’t think I have ever seen so many black doctors and lawyers being victimized by whites. Weird how that’s common on tv, not so much in real life. White supremacy is also rampant in NYC dontcha know.
The more that integration and attempts at equity fail the greater the powers to be act to enforce them. Sandra Day O’Connor opined in her majority opinion allowing affirmative action, “the Court expects that 25 years from now, the use of racial preferences will no longer be necessary to further the interest approved today” and also said, “race-conscious admissions policies must be limited in time.” That case was in 2003, so to quote from Hannibal Lector, “tick-tock, tick-tock.” Interesting verbiage in her use of “race-conscious” as it sounds a lot like Jared Taylor talking about white racial consciousness. Speaking of Jared Taylor, I’m pretty much echoing his commentary on the former SCOTUS judge and the time ticking.
It begs the question what will happen on 23/June/2028 when the 25 years passes. I’m cautiously optimistic that a lot of Americas are sick of the affirmative action and pandering to blacks. Ironically, the majority of Californians voted no on proposition 16 which would have brought affirmative action back to public sector jobs, government and public education. This had lots of funding from various leftwing corporations but still managed to lose. David Cole has good commentary on this on Takimag.
He argued Asians voted against it because it would effectively set quotas on Asians in the public universities; Latinos voted against it because they really wouldn’t benefit from it as they already have representation relative to their population and that the proposition would help blacks at their own expense.
First — the dandelions you mentioned in your first paragraph — they are edible, and, like a good mommy-figure, I’ll tell you they are good for you. Look them up on the internet to see if they are truly dandelions and not some other weed. Cut up the leaves and use them in salads. Or cook up ‘a mess of greens’ like all good Southerners do. Leave the flowers there to make seeds for the birds. Believe me, tiny little birds eat them all day when you’re not looking. Enjoy nature that the planet gives you — it beats trying to live with humans (s0-called) who don’t like you.
I am not a racist either (77 with 2 college degrees) but I’m rapidly realizing that I really am a racist, because I’m finding some quibble with nearly every other race (including the Rohinghas and Uighars which the politicly-correct goons are currently swooning over), especially as they flood into America and Europe. But I feel especially allergic to the former and current residents of the African Continent, including the half-breeds of Moslem and tribal sub-Saharans which is now invading everywhere. I even have a quibble with the Quadroon who is V.P.
Luckily, I’m living in an 80% Asian neighborhood in suburban Los Angeles, and will soon be looking for another such when our rental is put up for sale due to owner’s illness. I can tell you this is definitely what is bankrupting decent Whites who don’t crowd 8 to 12 people into a 3-bed 2-bath suburban home. Immigrants and Blacks are definitely the problem in Los Angeles who are crowding into the older homes in what were once White neighborhoods in central L.A., and pushing us out to the the expensive suburbs which intelligent Whites and Asians built in the 80’s and 90’s. So, living in Southern California in an Asian community is now the ideal for escaping the jungles nationwide, but for how long? We definitely must look into building gated communities for ourselves, and changing the laws to make this possible.
First, “I’m not racist, but…’ Really annoying to hear that from anyone. I wonder if it’s a desire to be fair, or they understand they can be arrested by a squealer?
Jim, you need to move. Really. Like Harold Covington said, if you can hear their booga-booga talk and noise all the time, you need to get out.
As for Trotsky inventing racism, I think Marx really envisioned that in the end, communism would ultimately be a race war. I know when I was younger, I never heard the word racism bandied around. It was usually ‘bigotry.’ When I was in the army in the 70’s and in Europe, I first heard racism mentioned in communist broadcasts sent to American forces. The USSR was full of mentioning ‘racism.’
I live in suburb near St. Louis city, and I stay here because I like a ten minute commute into the city, my job is in a fairly abandoned part of the city. I have thought about moving, but I’d hate a 30 minute or longer commute. Next to my workplace, a reconverted building is becoming spanking new apartments, going for 2,000 for a two bedroom. I can’t see why anyone would want to live in St. Louis city, but they are filling up. A big selling point is ‘you can just walk right over to the Cards or Blues games.’ Of course, I’d add you can also just walk over to the next riot or, even better…the riot will walk over to you.
The fortress mentality works until gangs just set up checkpoints and you have to pay a ‘tax’ to get out of your apartment.
I think we’re getting there.
Really, Jim. Get out.
I can only second that. Time to get outta dodge for sure.
Agree,get out asap Jim.
Also,Mr.Goad,inform your clueless naive not racist neighbor to move.
He’s the first house they’d bum rush and he sounds utterly helpless.
Chattanooga is a great city from what I’ve seen. I’m thinking of moving there because it is a) in TN, an overwhelmingly working class white state, and b) it actually has somewhat of a buzz to it, unlike knoxville or really any other city in TN. Nashville is just a sea of bland suburbs and a tiny, anemic, pathetic downtown. Memphis, well, we all know what kind of place that is.
Chattanooga does have a sizable black population, tho. In the vicinity of 30+ % in the city proper. So I’m hesitant to move there just yet. If ur retired it’s probably fine, but there are lot of angry blacks and their shitlib slaves. Undoubtedly it’s much better to live in TN than GA.
Today I was talking to a plumber, an ex-Marine who lives right around the corner, whom I’ve hired to install a bathroom in my house where once dwelt an oversized closet. It took five minutes for us to launch into a discussion about how the neighborhood is changing. He, too, gave me the “I’m not a racist, but…”
It’s astounding how much power that word has.
As for Chattanooga, I’d try to avoid cities. I’ve been to Nashville several times, and it has some nice areas, but also a lot of slums. The traffic there is also a nightmare, but the scenery is very good. I’m in a suburb of St. Louis. The city is a mess, but I have a nice place where I am, but as Jim has said in other pieces, you really don’t need cities, and in some ways, they’re becoming obsolete.
“I’m not a racist, but…” I suppose it’s one better then when I was growing up, and the phrase was “Some of my best friends are colored…”
Sometime there needs to be an examination of why blacks are considered so sacred. It’s not just something the Jews laid on us. We were kind of already there. It’s similar to the the Indian lovers. Some whites, especially working class southerners, adore bragging about their having “Cherokee blood.’ Really, some I’ve met are pink skin, blonde, but they just go ape over that wee bit of Cherokee, and it’s almost as annoying to me.
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