In my family it’s every life experience I’ve had that runs counter to ‘progressive’ thought is my mythology. It’s an easy, quick way to dismiss reality by saying it never happened. It’s just your fantasy, but it really never happened the way you say because my ‘progressive’ belief knows with certainty that those types if things never happened.
I had a similar experience growing up when a famous baseball player moved into our neighborhood. Since it was the first black family in our neighborhood, plus the father was famous and physically intimidating, my parents wouldn’t hear it when I said his son was basically an @$$30/e. My sister babysat for him and called him ‘the brat’.
So my parents didn’t try to stop my grown sister, they focused on me, presumably because I was younger. I have come to see that a lot of this bullshiite is based on physical size rather than truth.
Well, that arrogant putz son became a baseball player himself, perhaps one of the greatest of all time except that no one liked him because he was such an @$$#0/e and he injected steroids. Yes, the family on our street was Bobbie Bonds and I hung out with Barry Bonds as a kid. I was made to feel something was wrong with ME just because they were a famous black family that could do no wrong. I’m lucky in that the vast majority of people I tell this story to will actually agree with my assessment of the character of ‘the brat’.