This is neither here nor there, but it’s a true story, and it reminds me: I once worked with an engineer from the south whose father had owned a business in a smallish town. They had a beloved black employee, a bachelor named Willie.
EVERY Saturday night Willie would take his pay down town, get roaring drunk and wind up in jail. The Sheriff would then call Willie’s employer on the phone and tell him, “Robert, I have your n****r in jail down here. You come get him.” Mr. Robert would ask the Sheriff to hold Willie, and say that he’d come get him on Monday morning; which he’d do, over and over.
Every Monday after getting Willie out of jail, on the ride home, Robert would lecture Willie about his repeated shenanigans, and express his disappointment and wonderment that Willie would continue to DO this stuff, and ask him why.
Finally one Monday, when Robert’s lecture ended, with Robert staring at Willie with a questioning look; Willie hung his head for a moment, thinking; and then raised his head, looked into his boss’s eyes and said, “Mistah Robert; da’ reason you don’t undastan’ it, is cause you ain’t nevah been a n***ah on Saturday night!”
IMHO, that might pretty well sum it up. I know I ain’t nevah; and probably the majority of the Freepers who read this ain’t nevah, either. So let us realize that our birth in the race wherein we find ourselves does not in and of itself confer any superiority upon ANY us.
FWIW
I don’t frown on race.
I frown on behavior.
Either we hold those people to our standards, or we allow them to carve out their own territory.
One of my fraternity brothers (black) was shot and paralyzed during an Urban Spring Break. After that, people just quit going. It was too dangerous. There is too much us vs them. College kids vs non-college hoods, frat vs frat, red vs blue, school vs school, etc.