I spent time in Texas in the late 60s - early 70s, and can tell you there was definitely tension between blacks and whites. Hearing casual racism in conversation with other whites was common; controlled expressions of anger from blacks were also common. Earlier, in other parts of the Midwest, I didn't notice nearly as much of this, but then I was younger and, for that matter, blacks were rare enough in the places I lived that I had no reason to think about the topic.
I grew up in a small town that was 95% white. Things were peaceful, no one locked their doors, everyone owned guns but no one got shot except things we ate. Everyone went to church on Sunday and life was good. But when I got into high school they started bussing in black kids from the inner city. They would always run their mouths, act like thugs and start all kinds of crap. It got to a point where there were there was a race war among the whites and blacks. That formed my opinion about black people for a long time. I try to judge by content of character, but as soon as I start hearing loud rap music, see sagging pants and a sideways hat red flags start going up real quick. This was in the 90s BTW.
Now there are some country black folks who I absolutely get along and have a good time with. It took me a long time but I eventually came to realize it's all about culture.
I learned that because eventually I'd move to NYC and I found that white and black kids all acted like complete fools and wanted to be thugs.
I eventually moved back to the country, bought a bunch of land, built a house and have a farm now and I just keep to good country folks. And I learned country folks can be of any race. It's all about culture. When I hear that "yes sir" and "no ma'am", I know they were raised right.
Sane, healthy behavior -- [they] are doing everything possible to eliminate that in favor of life-long victimhood and malice. You had a much worse introduction to Blacks than I did, although in college PE -- karate and judo in my case -- the few Black students were seriously taking their anger out on the whites. It opened my eyes, made me wonder exactly what they'd gone through and for how long to make them feel so angry. Ran into a few other examples away from the campus that I won't describe here, but again: I couldn't help take notice of the anger and wonder about it.
I spent time in Texas in the late 60s - early 70s, and can tell you there was definitely tension between blacks and whites. Hearing casual racism in conversation with other whites was common; controlled expressions of anger from blacks were also common. Earlier, in other parts of the Midwest, I didn't notice nearly as much of this, but then I was younger and, for that matter, blacks were rare enough in the places I lived that I had no reason to think about the topic.
I grew up in a small town that was 95% white. Things were peaceful, no one locked their doors, everyone owned guns but no one got shot except things we ate. Everyone went to church on Sunday and life was good. But when I got into high school they started bussing in black kids from the inner city. They would always run their mouths, act like thugs and start all kinds of crap. It got to a point where there were there was a race war among the whites and blacks. That formed my opinion about black people for a long time. I try to judge by content of character, but as soon as I start hearing loud rap music, see sagging pants and a sideways hat red flags start going up real quick. This was in the 90s BTW.
Now there are some country black folks who I absolutely get along and have a good time with. It took me a long time but I eventually came to realize it's all about culture.
I learned that because eventually I'd move to NYC and I found that white and black kids all acted like complete fools and wanted to be thugs.
I eventually moved back to the country, bought a bunch of land, built a house and have a farm now and I just keep to good country folks. And I learned country folks can be of any race. It's all about culture. When I hear that "yes sir" and "no ma'am", I know they were raised right.
And I'm not white btw
Sane, healthy behavior -- [they] are doing everything possible to eliminate that in favor of life-long victimhood and malice. You had a much worse introduction to Blacks than I did, although in college PE -- karate and judo in my case -- the few Black students were seriously taking their anger out on the whites. It opened my eyes, made me wonder exactly what they'd gone through and for how long to make them feel so angry. Ran into a few other examples away from the campus that I won't describe here, but again: I couldn't help take notice of the anger and wonder about it.