Today, 09:21 AM
And my dad almost got shot. I guess you missed that part! :rolleyes: Here's the part I left out of that story. The reason white people here in the backwoods in the deep south are close to my mom's family is that my great grandfather, who was a reconstruction error judge, owned a store and did massage therapy, kept a lot of white people in this valley alive during the great depression. Only he and the postman owned a car. He would drive to the big city, buy a large sack full of day old bread, and stop at every house, white or black, and leave a loaf. When the KKK threatened to lynch him because some stupid redneck saw through the window of his clinic him working on a white woman's foot and ignorantly thought there was something sexual about it, one of his friends who was a sheriff, and also a klansman because all of the sheriffs were back then, deputized my great grand dad and gave him a revolver and the cowards backed off. Another redneck once threatened to rape my mom when she was a teenager. She told him "I can't stop you, but if you do that the same will happen to your daughter." He backed off. Someday I hope you grow out of your residual hate.
But if not you are most certainly free to find yourself an all white enclave somewhere. And if one of your all white friends slits the throat of someone you care about don't come crying to me about it.
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