I was a child of the 70’s and grew up in a very non-racist environment, had many black friends in collage because it was “cool” and spent much time amongst their homes, families & churches. Like anyone else there were good people and bad ones, smart & stupid, lazy & industrious, but a seed of evil had been already planted.
What drove me away from my black friends in particular was the “Black Liberation Theology” that began to take hold, even in the black Baptist church my friends mother regurly dragged me to. In just a five-year period it went from a traditional black church with love, music and hope to “Whitey is the Devil” crap.
On my last visit to the church (about 1981) people that had known me for five years, had me over to their homes for dinner, folks that I had spent quality time with suddenly all glared at me with burning hatred. I got a constant barrage of racist insults from what I thought were good Christian people that I presumed to be my friends.
Black people have been perverted far worse than most people know or believe. Leftist/Marxist infiltration was easy because blacks had a less defined culture and was in many ways a blank canvas waiting to be painted, and the artists were pure evil.
Blacks taught me what I never wanted to learn, they taught me to hate.
I learned to be prejudice after reading the NY Post during the Tawana/ Sharpton BS, when I was but a late teen. My thinking was, "Oh, yeah? Fine. If you're going to call me a racist, I'll be a racist."
To this day, more often than not when I see black people I automatically assume that they're poor and uneducated and looking to get something from the govt.
Thanks, Al!
So funny you use the word collage in your writing. A mistake in grammar but, maybe a freudian example of your relationships in that you had a racial collage of friends while in college.