As promised in the last Monday Memes, I have an overflow. My meme cup runneth over.
Now, let the mayhem, mockery, and ridicule resume:
*** Warning, a few possibly off-color ones, in case tender eyes are about ***
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This post’s winner.
I do not agree with being a racist, though the last few years are forcing me to be more… cautious in general, but I find this to be spot-on accurate. I am a multi-generational American on my father’s side, as “pasty white” as you can get visually. Both my mother and wife are immigrants. My wife is a non-white (nominally) Sunni Muslim woman. And yet… and yet… if I disagree in the slightest with anything the Left wants, I’m a raaaaacist or whatever else. I have, as a couple of examples, autographed-and-framed pictures of Larry Elder, Alan West, and Walter E. Williams on my wall at home – among others, of course, and anyone who has followed me for any length of time knows of my admiration for Thomas Sowell.
I’m tired of extending my hand only to have it slapped. I’m tired of having my character judged by the color of my skin – an action that, were I to do it the other way, would rightly be called racist.
Regrettable. But understandable.
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I have several essays I’m working on, but none are “ripe” yet. Also, got lots going on at the house. Don’t worry, I haven’t given up writing. And – hopefully – a piece coming out soon at Urban Scoop that I submitted about a week ago but it hasn’t popped yet that I’ve seen.
