Suddenly there are white supremacists under every rock, behind every blade of grass. I had to think hard to recall the last time I ran into an actual bona fide one. Was back in 2003, in Austin Texas of all places, on Guadalupe St. by the old Tower Records store next to the UT campus. Sawed off little skinhead guy - Doc Martin boots, black BDU pants, red suspenders, white T-shirt, bald head. Other than that, I'm drawing a blank.