Posted on 02/27/2010 9:14:44 PM PST by Junior_G
LOL! It was pretty bad down in those years. But assuming you could get a literacy test passed in these days, can you imagine how dumbed down it would have to be? Heck, the orientals and guys from India would be the majority of voters.
parsy, who shakes his head
So, in a nutshell, you never -read- To Kill A Mockingbird, right?
And, therefore, the very title itself has no “deep meaning” in the underlying, overwhelming point and plot of said book?
“So is what I wrote an abomination? Yes. Only because its true.”
And so goes the amended history of the Democrat party.
When your ‘alternate version’ gets posted on the the Daily Kos [and God knows where else] and we all look like slavery loving, prejudiced, stereotyping, condescending racist lynch mobs, will you still stand by it?
Not everyone here is here for a good purpose.
It behooves one to remember that what is said here reflects on *all* of us.....*always*.
But, it’s ~your~ baby, Rosemary.
If you guys think it should be pulled I will not object. Let me know how to do it and I will ask. The discussion of TKAM could continue without it.(the Mockingbird was Tom Robinson—although I read somewhere I think that a few thought it was scout’s innocence.)
parsy
If I had a dime for every “But a lot of my friends are [fill in the blank”, I’ve heard, I’d be rich.
Just by qualifying/quantifying them as something other than just your -friends-, you have “colored” them.
Salamander thinks I should self zot my courtroom thing so Kos doesn’t do an edit on it and post. Do you have any idea how to that? “help” doesn’t tell me how.
parsy, who named his pit bull “Boo Radley”
Boo was absolutely integral to the tale.
One of Duvall’s finest yet most fleeting roles.
He and Scout’s subplot was wonderful.
He was like the subliminal/subconscious elemental psyche to the other character’s conscious roles.
He was the story’s “overt” darkness that underscored the covert darkness hidden ~within~ the ‘light’.
*Loved* Boo Radley...:)
[So much so that I named my Walker Coon hound pup “Boo” when I was very young...he was the dark, shy one who would unexpectedly rise to the occasion if he thought you were in trouble. Good dog, ol’ Boo]
Just click “report abuse” under the post.
It’s probably too late by now, any way.
Thanks. I did request. I would not be afraid unless someone edited it, and a KOS kiddie might. Thank you for the suggestion.
But, FWIW, that was south Georgia. And the “chicken stealing” comment was also one of those common knowledge things down there. It was so common that I came across it in Booker T. Washington’s speech he had made around the turn of the century where it supposed drew a lot of laughs and broke some of the tension.
parsy
parsy
Every freaking liberal with a secretly guilty conscience might and twist it into something unrecognizably horrendous.
Remember the old days when they had signs beside phones that said “This Line Not Secure”?
Well, they should put those all over the whole internet.
What gets posted there, stays there ~forever~...archived *somewhere*.
Never forget that.
I will. It was not meant to be racist-—quite the opposite. Georgia was a pretty twisted place in those years. And it was a change from where my dad was stationed both before and after that. I am going to write a book one of these days...I’ll never forget when one of the airman wanted to bring an Ethiopian airman to the Baptist Church. OMG, it was like he was asking to bring Satan himself in. The “liberal” part of the church, about 5% maybe, said it was okay as long as he wasn’t there to “agitate”. It would have took that kind of lawyer to win, sadly.
But the really strange thing is, all the race stuff wasn’t about “hatred” I think as much as it was a desire that things stay as they were. It wasn’t like you were around mean people who beat their wives and dogs. If some little black kid had needed a pair of shoes, they would have give it and never thought twice. Let that same black kid want to come to the white pool and Katie bar the door!
If you are looking for meaning, have you ever looked into Cat On A Hot Tin Roof? Whew, the underlying sub-currents....
parsy
I will. It was not meant to be racist-—quite the opposite. Georgia was a pretty twisted place in those years. And it was a change from where my dad was stationed both before and after that. I am going to write a book one of these days...I’ll never forget when one of the airman wanted to bring an Ethiopian airman to the Baptist Church. OMG, it was like he was asking to bring Satan himself in. The “liberal” part of the church, about 5% maybe, said it was okay as long as he wasn’t there to “agitate”. It would have took that kind of lawyer to win, sadly.
But the really strange thing is, all the race stuff wasn’t about “hatred” I think as much as it was a desire that things stay as they were. It wasn’t like you were around mean people who beat their wives and dogs. If some little black kid had needed a pair of shoes, they would have give it and never thought twice. Let that same black kid want to come to the white pool and Katie bar the door!
If you are looking for meaning, have you ever looked into Cat On A Hot Tin Roof? Whew, the underlying sub-currents....
parsy
You’re talking to somebody who, as a little kid, went into a southern chicken joint [owned and populated entirely by blacks] and while waiting for my folks to order our food, put a nickel in the jukebox and played ZZ Top’s “Tush”.
Ah, to be that young, ignorant, oblivious and an innocent again.
Dad looked a bit nervous but in retrospect, it was pretty funny.
I thought everybody in the place was gonna pop their corks.
*shrug*
The chicken and honey butter on hot biscuits was really good.
During those years it was so segregated that never would have happened where I lived. It was just flatly two societies. Back in the 90s we took a trip to Orlando, from Arkansas, and on the way back detoured to that town. Hadn’t been there since 1967 or 68, I think. Drove right to my old house about 10:00 at nite. Nothing had changed on that side of town The pecan tree was bigger.
I do miss the food from there. Brunswick stew, omg, to die for. Best bar-b-que I have ever had in some little place in Dalton. I was maybe 13 when we left Georgia. It was a fun place on my side of town.
parsy
Thank you. I’m trying to self zot it so a Kos Kiddie doesn’t grab it and edit it and etc. I liked the court room scene, too. It’s just when I got older I realized Atticus had played the jury all wrong. He needed to get down there on their level and save his client. He might get a star in his crown one day, but his client’s dead as a doorknob. The way Harper Lee wrote it, it never would have been the same if she had been more realistic, and not near as good a movie.
I just had one of those moments when I was at a seminar once, and it hit me that the white people there were after something more than what was on the surface. It was like they need somebody to save not for good reasons or in good ways, but for their own ego re-inforcement.
parsy
Seattle aka The Farside. As we who lived on the Oly Pen used to call it.
To get the diversity and multiculturalism she so desperately craves, how about a bench on Yesler?
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