The mythology must be maintained.
I’ve known refugees from Africa, Eritrea, black people, who have raised their children outside of the primitive, savage black American ghetto, and made sure these kids stayed out of that stinking, perverse culture’s influence.
Stories like this make my blood boil. Those girls still visit me when they come home from school. They were like my own daughters for several years.
/johnny
Me too—Eritrea. They definitely aren’t into the black-American thing.