Frank’s been dead for a while, but it was not long ago (unless you consider the 60’s – 80’s ancient history) that a great number of northerners (i.e. the majority of Philadelphia voters) most certainly did fly Rizzo Flags and campaign buttons and bumper stickers—often and proudly. And, I see online that Rizzo is, to this day, still greatly praised and revered by many people.
And, sorry, Mr. Miskatonic, I’m not willing to give Rizzo a pass for being a poor misunderstood bigot, nor the Philadelphia police force, nor the voting public.
Frank Rizzo was openly and blatantly anti-black, anti-gay and anti-anything else he didn’t approve of (e.g. reporters). He was a tough Philly cop, then police commissioner, then twice elected mayor of what was at that time THE THIRD LARGEST METROPOLITAN AREA in the United States of America (not some Podunk boondock). He was a racist and anti-gay. During one campaign he boasted, "I’m going to make Attila the Hun look like a faggot after this election’s over.” He and his police force used to raid gay bath houses and clubs regularly and blackjack occupants unconscious. Blacks got the same treatment, or worse. They did this to the Black Panthers just for fun.
Rizzo and his police department ran Philadelphia for more than a decade. He had the Philly cops in his pocket even after he left public office. I recall more than one front page Philadelphia Daily News photo of Philly cops stomping on black people’s heads in their black leather jackboots.
Rizzo used to brag that his police department could successfully invade Cuba—and I believe he was right about that. I don’t think there’s a police force in the world tougher than Philly cops. I used to live at 48th and Osage Avenue, West Philadelphia during the Rizzo years. People loved him. In his five-year tenure as police commissioner, Philadelphia had the lowest crime rate of the nation’s 10 largest cities.
Rizzo was good and evil. He was actually quite good in promoting black cops; he just hated black street people, gays, etc. But, remember, this isn’t just a case of one racist thug gone commando. It’s a case of a racist thug gone commando embraced by an entire city police force and the majority of voters in the third largest metropolitan area of the United States…and they voted him into the highest city office, twice. Ironically, he garnered the black vote, too. Go figure.
In 1985, after Rizzo was out of office, and I had moved away (4 years in Cleveland, 3 in Miami, then north to the Deep South), Philadelphia, the 4th or 5th largest city in the United States in ‘85, bombed a rowhouse at 62nd and Osage Avenue, full of black radicals (MOVE). Ironically, the mayor at that time was Wilson Goode, the first black mayor of Philadelphia: he ok’ed the initiative to move against MOVE, but I don’t believe he was aware of the operation specifics…like dropping a bomb from a helicopter onto an inner city rowhouse.
The cops wouldn’t let the fire department put out the conflagration until the whole city block burned to the ground. 11 people perished, including 5 children. MOVE were no choir boys (Nine MOVE members were each sentenced to a maximum of 100 years in prison for third degree murder of a Philly cop under Rizzo’s tenure in 1978. One shot fired; one bullet in the officer; 9 people sentenced to life…nine people shot the same 1 bullet?)…but bombing and leveling a city block and killing 5 black kids? That’s racism on an industrial scale. A lone racially motivated idiot mass murderer is tragic, but deadly institutional racism is horrific. The mass murderer will be put away for life. The Philly police department had its wrist slapped.
Don’t get me wrong, I love Philly (I made Philly cheese-steaks just yesterday), I just hate the institutionalized racism I witnessed there. Lots of other cities and towns, north and south, east and west have racial problems; too, I just don’t have enough firsthand experience with them to comment with authority.
Yes, the confederate flag is a symbol of slavery and should be banned. But, maybe you are “waving” your own symbol of slavery every time you put a box of Aunt Jemima pancake mix or Uncle Ben’s Rice into your grocery cart. The mascots of those brands are clearly representations of antebellum house slaves. Here are some early versions of Aunt Jemima. Flattering, no? Aunt Jemima Mills was bought by the Quaker Oats company in 1926. Quaker Oats is headquartered in Chicago (for you foreigners, Chicago is way up north, pretty close to Canada…those hosers).
I’m not trying to minimalize the degree of racism that still persists in this country, in fact I think there may be more racism in total than what many of you perceive. It’s just that it’s not all concentrated in the South. In my experience, which is pretty extensive (almost 30 years in the North and ~30 years in the South), racism and ethnic and gay bigotry are quite evenly split between the 2 locals. I’ve never lived on the west coast, but incidences like the Watts riots make me think the West has plenty of blood on its hands, too. Also, racism is a two-way street, but the more powerful side typically gets the upper hand.
I don’t deny that racism persists in the south, but like the rest of the country the amount of racism has declined over the years. Slavery was abolished in the 19th century and free whites and blacks have been living together in the south for many generations and mostly in harmony. If a high degree of racial tension still existed, you’d be reading about racial atrocities in all southern towns and cities on a regular basis, but you don’t. You hear about them in scattered areas, once in a while—just like any anywhere else in this country.
The average southerner does not encounter racism on a regular basis. It has been a very rare thing for me to witness since moving south. I have visited a great many small rural Deep South towns, most of which have a pretty even population split between black and white. I’ve extensively visited places within those towns where you would expect to see the most bigotry: senior citizen centers—old rednecks and old rural blacks eating lunch together in one big room. Not one time did I see all the whites on one side of the room and all the blacks on the other side. I almost always saw a near perfect integrated group of people all getting along with each other, eating their fried chicken, greens, fried okra, cat-head biscuits and shootin’ the shit with eachother.
One data point: shortly after moving north to the South I had a patient who could have been the dictionary photo model next to the word, “bubba”: beer belly stretching his tea shirt to the limit, big gun biceps, crew cut, perpetually pregnant wife, a drawl so thick it didn’t sound like English, can of tobacco chew in his shirt pocket. He was very vocal about his feelings toward Yankees, “you’re alright, doc, but them other Yanks are big-headed loudmouths”…and his wife (and probably the fetus) would nod in agreement. He never talked about blacks or any other group of people, but I was convinced someone like him had to be racist. I kept waiting for him to drop the N-word, but it was never launched. Hmm, he’ll probably launch it on his next appointment.
I was backing my boat into a local boat ramp one day and “Bubba” pulls up behind me in his pickup truck and trailered bass boat. I see he’s got a confederate flag decal on his cab’s back window. He gets out of his truck to talk with me, and then his passenger gets out and joins us. Bubba said, “this is my friend Tyrone, we always slay the fish here.” Tyrone was black, and interestingly had a confederate flag decal on his tackle box. My point: don’t judge a book by its cover, and don’t assume everyone knows the entire history of the confederate flag. Even if they have a vague notion of its association with slavery, it’s usually another association they embrace it for. Lots of people just see it simply as a southern fashion statement or an anti-Yankee statement.
Inter-racial and inter-ethnic dating and marriage are not at all uncommon in the South. That’s something that I do see every day. I have experience in this regard, too. I didn’t get married until I was 40, so I did a lot of dating down here. I’ve dated white, black, Spanish, Asian, Christian, Jewish, atheist, fat, skinny, short and tall women and I never hesitated to hold any of their hands in public. I was never hassled, not once. Non-southerners would think, here in the Deep South, surely someone, sometime would roll down their pickup truck window while speeding past and hurl a racial slur or two at a white and black (or brown or yellow) couple holding hands, but nope, it never happen to me. Was I just lucky, or is there less racism in the South than you are led to believe?
Note: I ended up marrying a white woman, and she ended up being a sociopath who cleaned me out, so I won’t make that mistake again. I may have sworn against sociopathic white women, but not all women. Sorry gay Dopers I haven’t switched to your team, yet—this body remains off limits to you, at least for now. 
You can believe racism is rampant in the South all you want, but it’s a myth. It’s present, but it’s not rampant. Again, before citing examples to the contrary, I’m not saying it doesn’t exist, I do see local news accounts of racial and ethnic flare-ups. I’m just saying it is uncommon enough so that the average person does not encounter it very much, if at all in their daily lives. I’m also saying, in my experience, the amount of racism and bigotry continues to decline in America and is pretty evenly spread between regions. But, I agree, ban the confederate flag—I never watched the Dukes of Hazard, so it won’t affect me.