We’re all refreshed and challenged by your unique point of view.

I wish I was in de land of cotton,
Old times dar am not forgotten;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
In Dixie Land whar I was born in,
Early on one frosty mornin,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land
Old Missus marry “Will-de-weaber,”
Willium was a gay deceaber;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
But when he put his arm around’er,
He smiled as fierce as a forty-pound’er,
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land
Dar’s buck-wheat cakes an ‘Ingen’ batter,
Makes you fat or a little fatter;
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
Den hoe it down an scratch your grabble,
To Dixie land I’m bound to trabble.
Look away! Look away! Look away! Dixie Land.
IS THAT CLEAR ENOUGH FOR YOU?
DO I NEED TO BRING IT DOWN A NOTCH FOR THE SLOW!

AWD

I started writing a reasoned response to your posting. I had six or seven lines written when I looked back at it to make sure I was covering all of your points. That was when I decided what you were saying wasn’t as important as what I think is underneath all of it. I think underneath everything there is a lot of anger and fear…toward and of everybody. So instead of a reasoned response, I think it would be better to give you a little friendly and well-meaning advice (if I may be so forward) – go see a therapist.

…well, that felt good. now i can log off and go back to being too afraid to say this sh*t in a negroe’s face again.

Oh yeah, that’s along with being an arrogant hypocrite.

Where oh where do I begin?? You don’t actually proclaim it, but I’m assuming you consider yourself a Christian. Christians are to be honest, so why do you feel the need to say you are being “completely honest”? That tells me you are sometimes not honest and have to make sure people know you are serious this time. And just what is the difference between being honest and “completely honest”?

“Christianity teaches us to love all people…” I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m not feelin’ a whole lotta love for me coming through your post.

In the song “Dixie”, what on earth do you consider the equivalent of cracker or peckerwood?
Peckerwood???? I haven’t heard that word since eighth grade (and that was a long time ago for me). I guess it could be the name of a very unfortunate pirate.

But my favorite comes next: “…but I don’t judge.” This is just a few lines after calling all of us “complete morons”, and then looking into the heart of each and every one of us AND looking into the mind of Christ Almighty Himself to be able to declare and broadcast that we are “obviously not Christians.” If that ain’t judging…

You’re more of a bigot that anyone who regularly contributes to this blog.

“What if we were the minority race?”

In that case, you’d have to move to Canada, because America would become something a lot worse than Rhodesia, real fast. You would just have time to toss your family and clothing into the car and drive due north. And I’m not just whistlin’ Dixie.