The football team (Ole Miss) was filled with blacks, two members of the mini-band were black and there was a black family standing outside their van, eating chicken and taking an active part of the post-game celebration. I'm no sociologist, but does it say anything that everybody in that scenario seemed to be getting along nicely?
Maybe Mississippians, both black and white, have it figured out. The key to any sort of co-existence is tolerance, even of symbols that once stood for hate.
The woman laughed and said, "You Southerners really crack me up. You have a language all your own."Yeah, we do. If you don't like it, go back home and stick your head in a snow bank.
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But know this: I'm a white man and a Southerner. And I'm sick of being told what is wrong with me from outside critics, and I'm tired of being stereotyped as a refugee from God's Little Acre.
If I've said it once, I've said it a thousand times, and I'll probably have to say it a thousand times again: Delta may be hurting financially, but it's still ready to take you back to Toledo whenever you're ready to go.
Lewis Grizzard, "Delta's Ready When You Are, Toledo-Guy", June 1993, The Last Bus to Albuquerque, p.162-164.