I agree with Spoke. I also think it’s a generational thing.
I agree with Peyote Coyote:
I would also like to point out, concerning Neutron’s remark:
…that of course you are aware that this statement is untrue. People in Pennsylvania get tickets fixed, too. Louisiana doesn’t have a lock on the market in corruption.
Turning my attention to needs2know, I would like to say, first, for the record, that I think the following remark was completely uncalled for.
However, she sounds like she can take care of herself, so I will confine myself to pointing out that just because this is the Pit doesn’t mean you ought to throw in a bunch of gratuitous insults. This is exactly the sort of thing that Bjorn is talking about in his “Having other posters by your side” thread.
Moving on: I would like to point out that it’s perfectly fascinating to hear needs2know spouting the Bigot party line, word for word. It’s like hearing an unreconstructed Communist talk about Marx. Rather entertaining, in its own way.
A classic defense.
This is the “hey, we’re good to OUR niggers!” defense.
This is the “our niggers know their place, so keep your damn uppity Yankee niggers up north, where they belong” defense.
I’m sure all the folks who live in Compton and south central L.A. would have to agree with you there.
I’d like to say that the worst racism I have ever encountered was in the Chicago suburb of Glen Ellyn, in 1970. A middle-class black family had the temerity to buy a house in our WASP suburb (well, OK, not completely WASP, there was a Catholic family across the street, but, hey, that’s what the “melting pot” means, right?). No sooner had the news filtered down than at least 3 families put their houses up for sale, admitting PUBLICLY and without shame that it was because Dr. So-and-so was moving in. These people explained with great patience to anyone who asked, that it wasn’t the color of their skins, per se, it was just that “with that kind of people, they don’t keep their yards clean, they get all kinds of junker cars and trash in front of the house, and the property values go down.” See, it wasn’t about “prejudice”, oh, no, we’re not “prejudiced”, it was all to do with the perfectly understandable need not to have your property values go down. Nothing personal.
Unfortunately, it happened that my family was one of the ones moving away that summer. My dad had finally completed his Ph.D in Education, after many years as a school principal and teacher, and was taking up a new position that fall as an Elem. Ed. professor at one of the Illinois state universities. He felt tremendously embarrassed on behalf of his ignorant WASP (and one Catholic) neighbors, and made a special point of going across the street, when he saw the new folks looking over their house, and introducing himself and explaining the reason why HE, at least, was moving. Needless to say, most of the rest of the block thought he was rather peculiar for doing this. There were also predictions of, “Well, they won’t stay long, people like that move around a lot”, which didn’t seem to jibe with moving away before your property values fell. If they’re just going to be gone soon, why leave? “Oh, well, they’ll leave a mess behind, better to get out while you still can.”
One neighbor even told my dad, casually, “You’re lucky, you have a legitimate reason to move.”
And, again, this was in the middle class, presumably educated Chicago suburbs. Louisiana ain’t got a lock on bigotry, either.
I’d like to close with a big SDMB “welcome!” to the Crown Prince. Welcome aboard, find a seat, enjoy the ride. It’s a little bumpy sometimes, but we enjoy it.
“Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast!” - the White Queen