I was happily skimming the news articles that one of my friends sent me and a headline caught my eye: Helms offers new take on segregation. Immediately I could *feel * the muscles around my mouth pulling it into a snarl; that cold flush that precedes a hot rage…I hate him so much it’s like a lump of lead in my chest, leeching chemicals into my brain. And I know it’s not completely fair, but when I first think of “conservative” (generally when I’m already in a negative mindset as opposed to netural to good; that would be Goldwater), that’s the pustule that pops up in my brain. Democrat, Republican, psychopath; it doesn’t matter what descriptive noun follows “conservative”, there he crouches, like a malevolent toad, just waiting to shit on something and call it his own. He represents the epitome of American political evil to me. Now the whitewashing is beginning, (“statesmanlike” my fat black ass - a whited sepulchre is more like it) and he feels so secure in his place that unlike his fellow segregationist toads, he doesn’t have to pretend to be sorry for what he said and did…oh no, he must have been right, he’s still around, isn’t he? He gets to say shit like: “We will never know how integration might have been achieved in neighborhoods across our land, because the opportunity was snatched away by outside agitators who had their own agendas to advance. We certainly do know the price paid by the stirring of hatred, the encouragement of violence, the suspicion and distrust. We do know that too many lives were lost, businesses were destroyed, millions of dollars were diverted from books and teachers to support the cost of buses and gasoline. We do know that turning our public schools into social laboratories almost destroyed them.”
Apparently all those lost black lives and destroyed black businesses under segregation didn’t count. The millions of dollars diverted away from black schools under segregation didn’t count. Fuck him and his “memoir” - I hope it moves straight from whatever asshole is publishing it to the remainder table and from there to some landfill in North Carolina, because frankly it’s not worth turning into toilet paper to wipe even his repulsive ass.
He makes my teeth ache with the urge to bite him.