"My God, it's almost dark...they'll be waking up soon!"
Having grown up working construction project in Boston's Mattapan and Roxbury sections, I know precisely how the character felt!
And the neighborhood? Folks, south of Illinois Avenue, you aren't in Dallas, Texas any more. You're nowhere.
I feel sorry for those poor children. They have no skills none! that will enable them to survive as we enter the Brutal World of the Future. They will be at best permanent wards of the State, paid off with tax dollars to avoid rioting, their lives and recreation maintained with the money of productive people in exchange for peace. The alternative is race war, and may a merciful God please spare us that.
But we may get it anyway, because the Mexicans are coming. They already control most of Oak Cliff (the homosexual colony around Bishop Street and the old-money neighborhood of Kessler Park the only exceptions). Once the Hispanic population in South Dallas gains real power, there will be blood in the streets, most of it from sweet little kids like the ones in my class today.
Black people had better be careful. The Mexicans will not put up with what white people put up with. They have zero white guilt, and zero white liberals controlling their news media. If blacks become inconvenient to the powers that be in the new Republic of Aztlan, they'll find themselves facing a cold dish of chili-flavored Jim Crow at best. At worst, they'll simply be driven out or killed by la Raza.
Look, I'm a dad. I love kids. I don't give a damn what color they are, I want to help them. It's my job. But those kids I tried to teach today are barring a miracle f____d. May God help them.
As for me, I'm having a Codeine with a Weller's chaser right now.