Posted on 03/22/2021 1:13:04 PM PDT by tbw2
Twenty years ago, my fifth-grade son brought home a new social studies book and the assignment was to write about Columbus’ cruelty to the Indians. I checked the book and there were no references to Henry Ford, the Wright Brothers, or Thomas Edison but lots on the wonderful new President Bill Clinton, the Seneca Falls convention, and KKK. I was the only parent who fought back. I later fought Zinn in the high school and lost. I knew it had gone too far in 1993.
“If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs”...then maybe you have misunderstood the situation - 1960s graffiti
This totally made me laugh. You go dude!
“breaking point?”
In 1984 my father was telling me about his trip to the Reagan Museum. Then I said that Reagan was a loser for firing the air traffic controllers in 1981. The we argued pros and cons for thirty minutes. Then I learned that Reagan was correct, air traffic controllers were wrong and arguing with my father was helpful.
Patriotism is a virtue.
Reagan told them if they decided to Strike he would fire them.
They thought he was bluffing.
They chose poorly.
The Left blamed Reagan, but the ATC Union made the call so the needle on my Sympathy Meter barely moved a blip.
Here’s another university story. At the time (early 90s), Preston Manning’s Reform Party was gaining attention and support in Canada and in 1991 and 1993, he came to our locale to discuss with local residents and others about Reform and it’s ideas. A group of students, led by future MSNBC journalist Ali Velshi, came in and yelled and disrupted the proceedings and called Manning and his supporters bigots and racists and other related epithets.
This upset a good number of the ordinary, non student locals and I recall reading an interview with a couple who were there and they said that while they were more inclined to vote for the socialist NDP, they still just wanted to hear Manning speak and discuss his ideas and vision. And, needless to say, they too were upset with the students and their antics.
great story!
great post.
I don’t think this was THE breaking point, but it sure is on the list of maybes:
In the ‘80s in the office, my best friend and I were kidding each other about our weight. “I’m wider than you.” “No, I’M wider than YOU!” Back and forth, laughing.
Affirmative Action itch-bay overheard us when she walked by the room, charged through the doorway, and screamed: “Whiter?!? Who’s WHITER? Is this discussion appropriate? It’s racist!”
Sniffle..........
My woke breaking point?
Reading George Orwell’s 1984 after having listening to a guest speaker in our high school history class, who was a survivor of the Holocaust.
USAF 1985. Working on some classified Mode 4 stuff with quite an elaborate setup of test equipment.
Local base paper made a visit to take some squadron pics.
The paper asked if they put the new female airman in front of the equipment for some pics.
She had been there for a month and didn’t have a damn clue what she was in front of.
All make believe.
Jewbacca being my call sign
You Rock!!
“Bitch made me a Republican, right there.”
LOL.... betcha you were the life of the party and you owe me a keyboard.
WHOA - great story... thanks for sharing.
Scary but true...
Mine was when I was in the Army, Had a young man that was married. We both got deployment orders to Korea. His wife didn’t want to have a baby when he was out of country. She aborted and the next day he didn’t show up for formation. I went to his on base home and found him there. He killed himself and left a note for his wife that stated “When you killed our child, you killed me too” That was one of the many moments in my life that I viewed issues ‘outside the box’
I was never asleep and realized early on I wasn’t the right color or sex. First, it was the busing of black kids to white schools and white kids to black schools in the 70s. We lived 4 houses from what was supposed to be my high school but I’d never be able to attend it until my senior year. Crazy.
College followed with the Iranian foreign students not having to attend class or turn in a test but got the high grades on the bell curve.
Then, it was a postmaster told me to my face he’d never hire a female. I’d scored the highest on the civil service test so he was forced to interview me and waste his time.
Next, I was hired by the state and was ready to start the next morning but got a call that they must hire a black, so sorry. That job posting was up for years without a single black person applying.
Then there was the straight out of Chicago black supervisor who spoke and wrote reports in ebonics and had to be told the definition of far too many words in the English language. He thought “cistern” was “sister” and one of his minions had a hard time pronouncing anything correctly such as “perpetrator” was “pepper traitor”.
HQ finally saw there was a problem. Since they couldn’t/wouldn’t fire a minority, they split his territory. Unfortunately, our new supervisor a woman hating Middle Eastern imported muslim who was down right mean and clueless in every way. First thing he said to me was he hated me. First thing. SMH. Had never met me before that day. Once, a client gave me some home grown watermelons so I offered him one as a sort of peace offering. He jumped back like I’d shoved a rattlesnake in his face and went off on me. He went out of his way to sabotage people’s work to the point they were scared of getting into serious legal trouble. Eventually, everyone but myself and a man in another office quit but no one was being replaced so the workload was an impossible 24/7 covering several counties. BTW, it was child protective so... I tried to outlast the evil little creep but couldn’t. HQ refused to show him the door due to his minority status.
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