Skip to comments.Being White in Philly
Posted on 03/16/2013 6:10:28 PM PDT by The people have spoken
Subtitle: Whites, race, class, and the things that never get said.
My younger son goes to Temple, where hes a sophomore. This year hes living in an apartment with two friends at 19th and Diamond, just a few blocks from campus. Its a dangerous neighborhood. Whenever I go see Nick, I get antsy and wonder what I was thinking, allowing him to rent there.
One day, before I pick him up for lunch, I stop to talk to a cop whos parked a block away from Nicks apartment.
Is he already enrolled for classes? the cop says when I point out where my son lives.
Well, given that its December, I think so. But his message is clear: Bad idea, this neighborhood. A lot of burglaries and robberies. Temple students are prime prey, the cop says.
At the same time, white Philadelphians think a great deal about race. Begin to talk to people, and its clear its a dominant motif in and around our city. Everyone seems to have a story, often an uncomfortable story, about how white and black people relate.
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my niece looked at Temple but my brother to his credit absolutely forbade her.
Ping for later
I started hearing about what the newspapers were calling flash mobs and teenagers walking around downtown Philadelphia, he said. It happened over and over. I looked at YouTube, and what I saw on YouTube was totally different than the antiseptic version I read in the newspaper.....What I saw on YouTube was a race riot, several of them large crowds of black people running down the streets of downtown Philadelphia, beating people up, hurting people very badly, pulling people out of cars, going into restaurants, stealing stuff, destroying property. Then I realized it was happening all over the country, not just in places like Philly, but in Baltimore, New York and all these big places and small places, like Peoria, Ill., or places you wouldnt expect it, like Seattle and Portland.
Here's hoping it was his own knife, and it was stuck in a very, let's just say, educational place...as in, "teach him a good lesson".
It is funny in a sad sort of way. The author seems to be a lib who sort of hinted at the truth but couldn’t quite let himself say it and yet has been taken to task like John Derbyshire who took the gloves off and let the truth eagles fly.
Here's another: it's a mural on the side of a building at 9th & Montrose in the Italian Market:
That's St. Paul's R.C. Church in the left background, red brick with white trim and gray roof.
Beautiful. Why are there no children?
Here's a link to the Derbyshire article that got him fired for saying the truth about how whites have to help their kids navigate today's rough racial climate:
And here is a brilliant summation of the PC problem about racial discussions by the genius commentator, Thomas Sowell:
Do you live in Philly? If you don’t talk to men on the street means that black males dominate the area. Happens in a lot of White Guy Suit and Tie Areas. Them types are nutless when push comes to shove.
Just not in that picture; although it's a challenging environment for kids who are too big for the stroller and too small to mind their mother. It's an outdoor market to which most people walk, because it's very hard to find parking, and then carry the bags home or to a parking spot a block or four away. The usual practice is to walk down six to eight blocks on one side, and walk back up the other side, which is a lot for a kid. There are crowds, piles of produce in crates, lots of odors -- some of them ancient -- from fish, meat and cheeses and the day's peelings and garbage all around, and in the winter there are firecans in the street (it's the street Rocky ran through when he started training in Rocky I).
A not very clear picture of the other side of the street, with a blazing fire in a tall can, keeping the vendor warm.
After things get up and running for the day, there are fish scales, bits of animal fats and fruit and vegetable slime all over the sidewalks and street. Once, I watched the garbage truck come up the street and totally fill up after only two blocks, When it compressed its load of imperfect veggies and fruits, fish heads, meat trimmings and cast-off stems and leaves, a greenish nutrient-rich liquid ran out onto the street that might have fed a third-world village for days. With all its old-world qualities, the Italian Market is a fabulous place and I shopped there almost exclusively for more than 20 years.
The locals, particularly the Italians, don't call it the Italian Market. They call it "9th Street." Or, in the local dialect, "Niynt Shtree."
Here is the sidewalk between the stores on the left and the produce stands on the street side. The street vendors stand with their backs just inches away from passing cars. I remember sadly when one of the vendors was killed by a passing truck in the 90s. When the market is busy, it is clogged with people like New York at rush hour:
Here is the scene of the Italian Festival, one block below the site of the mural but looking south instead of north:
You can see the street is not very wide. But everybody comes to the Festival to eat cannoli, sfogliatelli, macaroni with tomato "gravy", cheeses, fruits, water ice, pizza, cheesesteak sandwiches, olives, zeppoli ("fried dough") or some melt-in-the-mouth chunks from the whole roast pigs with apples in their mouths in front of the butcher shops. On warm crusty bread...
Encyclopedia Britannica (1798)
NEGRO, Homo pelli nigra, a name given to a variety of the human species, who are entirely black, and are found in the Torrid zone, especially in that part of Africa which lies within the tropics. In the complexion of negroes we meet with various shades; but they otherwise differ far from other men in all the features of their face. Round cheeks, high cheek-bones, a forehead somewhat elevated, a short, broad, flat nose, thick lips, small ears, ugliness, and irregularity of shape, characterize their external appearance. The negro women have the loins greatly depressed, and very large buttocks, which give the back the shape of a saddle. Vices the most notorious seem to be the portion of this unhappy race: idleness, treachery, revenge, cruelty, impudence, stealing, lyng, profanity, debauchery, nastiness and intemperance, are said to have extinguished the principles of natural law, and to have reproofs of conscience. They are strangers to every sentiment of compassion, and are an awful example of the corruption of man when left to himself.
That must have been Hizzhonors favorite expression. When he ran for mayor, c. 79, after being out of favor, he was quoted as saying, When I get back in office,
Just as an aside, my uncle owned a small factory in Philly until I-95 construction displaced him. The local beat cop stopped in one day and told a story. After some urban riots the cops were clearing the streets, block by block. A senior police official (can't say if it was Rizzo) was there following the action when a couple cops called down from a rooftop, Hey, weve got a sniper up here! Get him down here, right now, the top cop yelled back. The sniper was tossed down to the sidewalk.
I am a small well dressed woman working in a devastated downtown, I don’t talk to men of any race as self preservation so I can go forward unmolested.
And in high school the cheerleaders hung out with cheerleaders and football players hung out with football players. And I think people usually marry a person close to their socio-economic level as well.
Seems like we are attracted to those like us.
That looks like the 56 trolley
I saw a special on the filming of the original Planet of the Apes. It took hours to get each ape-character made up, so once you were an ape you stayed that way for 12+ hours.
They noticed on about day three that at lunch time all the orangutans were sitting together, the chimps were congregating and the gorillas were eating together.
People stopped eating with their longtime friends and associated with their own “species”.
Thanks for the cool post. I always marvel at that area. Drove through twice last week (cutting across town on Washington Ave. from 95 to Point Breeze). One thing about South Philly - - when people seem to haphazardly double park and block traffic? You just shut up your horn and wait a minute.
Wow... That IS interesting.
‘As a matter of fact I am looking for a good boring man who is orthodox Catholic, if you find one, send them my way.’
If I may, I think that I can refer you to a good Catholic man by the name of Francis something-something. I hear he likes to travel.
It is a soulless place.
During that period I heard the New Jersey National Guard had a tactic to counter snipers on the roofs of abandoned tenements. They would set fire to the building.
“Seems like we are attracted to those like us.”
I agree, it’s a natural thing. Yet people with a political agenda like to beat the drum and call us racists because we hang out with people who are like us. Go figure!
I think we know who the racists are and it’s probably not us.
Thanks. Now, that’s nice. All the best.
Just like the articles that I used to follow all the time.. “Some guy wrote a whole book about it. Really good. It’s called White Girl Bleed a Lot. The return of racial violence and how the media ignore it. Http:WhiteGirlBleedaLot.” You will see the compilation of racial violence and black mob violence from different cities.
"Yo! Hol yer peants awen! Jis droppin owf da ziti at m' mudder-in-loss..."
It’s day time during the week and they’re in school. Unlike how it probably is in North Philly.
Purging the northeast states would be a good start. They are no longer America.
The appropriate term from Biology you are looking for is “assortive selection”.
Thanks. I knew a Freeper would know.
(10) Thus, while always attentive to the particular qualities of individuals, on the many occasions where you have nothing to guide you but knowledge of those mean differences, use statistical common sense:
(10a) Avoid concentrations of blacks not all known to you personally.
(10b) Stay out of heavily black neighborhoods.
(10c) If planning a trip to a beach or amusement park at some date, find out whether it is likely to be swamped with blacks on that date (neglect of that one got me the closest I have ever gotten to death by gunshot).
(10d) Do not attend events likely to draw a lot of blacks.
(10e) If you are at some public event at which the number of blacks suddenly swells, leave as quickly as possible.
On the 4th of July in Center City Philadelphia. My family and I walked a few blocks from our hotel to see the fireworks display. The crowd was 90% African American. Shortly after arriving at our spot on the grass near the Art Museum, a firecracker sounded nearby. This ignited a stampede by the crowd as hundreds of panicked people believing it to be gunshot fled from the scene. My family and I got caught in the mayhem.
To a white crowd the sound of a firecracker on the 4th of July is normal and certaintly wouldn't alarm anyone. It's different for inner city blacks who are conditioned, apparently, to instantly kick into flight or fight mode at certain stimuli based on prior life experience.
Next time, go to the ones at the Delaware Waterfront (if Philly still has two 4th of July fireworks sites these days) — it abuts mostly white neighborhoods of Society Hill and Queen Village. Although there are two sets of projects over in Southwark; but you also have the Italian/Mummer “muscle militia” on the southeast side.
Good. My comment was about the mural. The street snap-shot is telling, regardless. No biggie.
Rizzo never saw a no bid union contract he never liked. Almost drove the city into bankruptcy, but the low IQ types loved him.
Wow, that much huh?