Hey guys, not to repeat any of the comments that have already been made, let me just say that I live in Alabama close to Birmingham, and I have literally grown up around racism from both sides ( although its not just the two sides, black and white, its all ethnic groups to be quite honest.) It is amazing to me that I went to an elementary without one black student, a middle school without one black student, and graduated from a high school that had not one black student. And not to give some autobiography, but just to set the picture, I played summer basketball with 12 other guys all through highschool with the vast majority of them being black. So even though I never attended high school with black people I lived with a few for months at a time for a few years. It was also amazing to see that not only did I know and encounter daily people who were racist against black people, but that I encountered and spent time with black people who were racist against white people.
I guess it is just more open down here in the south than elsewhere in this country, not that openness about being racist makes racism right. It is just an issue that has never been fully resolved and probably to the detriment of our society it never will be resolved. And not to get on some soap box, but how can we teach our children whether it be in school, or from TV, or from video games, or words we even use, or just society at large, that people are accidents of the cosmos and that we have no meaning or purpose and expect respect for everyone regardless of differences?
Again, not to repeat anything already that has been said, and not to threadjack either, but it pains me to see this great state of Alabama waste away in all the anger, bitterness, and hatred because of differences in skin color as well as all the other "mole hill" petty differences that people make into "mountains" Anyway I'm through. Sorry that this post is so lengthy.
"...How oft it happens when one's smoking,
The tamper's missing from it's shelf,
And one goes with one's finger poking
Into the bowl and burns oneself.
If in the pipe such pain doth dwell
How hot must be the pains of Hell!
Thus o'er my pipe in contemplation
Of such things - I can constantly
Indulge in fruitful meditation,
And so, puffing contentedly,
On land, at sea, at home, abroad,
I smoke my pipe and worship God."
Johann Sebastian Bach - 1725 (1685-1750)
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