When I was in my twenties, I was washing a glass by using a washcloth. I stuffed my hand into the glass and swished it around until it was clean. That evening the glass shattered and cut into my little finger, all the way to the bone. Blood spurt out in a beautiful arc over three feet into the room. In fact, there was a LOT of blood. I had cut an artery. I grabbed some paper towels and stuffed…
This was a post I made in response to a post on facebook. OK, I’ll chime in my two cents here. I am white. I was raised by parents and family members that taught me that blacks were somehow “different” and inferior, but in a non-specific way. Blacks had rights and such, but they were expected to stay in their own areas. I remember wondering why the freeways in San Bernardino all had the offramps and onramps on the left…
We sure do live in a fantastic era. The world has changed in ways I would never have predicted, and I have changed as well. Some of the events I would never had predicted when I was a child include: a. The fall of the Berlin wall and the collapse of the Soviet Union b. A black man becoming president and a woman becoming Secretary of State. c. PCs becoming so common that it’s hard to imagine life without one….