No white guilt here. I didn’t own anyone black, white, orange or green. My ancestors did a hundred and fifty years ago but that’s not my problem. In fact, they were glad to get shed of that problem because, as great granny said, they were as helpless as children and too much trouble to take care of. No, don’t blame me for what she said. The only thing I’m ashamed of is how we’ve let PC ruin America. Can’t say anything these days without someone getting their widdle feelers hurt. Big deal. Grown up. Even little kids used to sing sticks and stones and got on with their lives. Not today because everyone has turned into big whinies.
Amen brother. I don’t care what color someone is, it’s how
they use it, sometimes, that bothers me. Sometimes on the
job site after yelling “Chupacabra” and “La Migra” I get
to listen to all the greengoat jokes. They know I don’t
care and they let them fly. Funny how their jokes resemble
Aggie and Pollock jokes.