It is scary. Yesterday, at our post office in our little town, where everyone has always got along, a friend of mine was speaking to her cousin about hunting and made a comment that her husband had some guns he needed to get rid of. Her cousin said, oh, don’t get rid of them, you never know when you might need them. And went on to say that when the grandsons got older they may get into hunting and appreciate having their grandad’s guns. A black woman standing there made an ugly comment. (Keep in mind this post office is really SMALL!) Then proceeded to tell my friend and her cousin, yeah, I meant for you to hear that, you white m*****f*****!! I was appalled!!!!
Needless to say, those of us in line who were white, and patiently waiting, felt a bit “disenfranchised.”
There's a lot of haters out there. {sigh}
Having grown up in a small southern town with ongoing racial tensions in the H.S., I can totally believe that story!