Gay Conservative

As I was trying to recover from the fits of laughter after talking to, quite possibly, the absolute dumbest human being I’ve ever talked to…it had to end at some point.  I was having an okay day until I had to stop at the local grocery store.  I was about ready to be happy about going to jail.  It’s gettin’ cold here, so I wore my black duster and cowboy hat.  I’m a Texan.  It might not be an Arizona thing, but where I come from, that’s cool.

I get done buying groceries for the weekend and head out to the truck and two black kids, likely not older than 17 or 18, stepped out immediately in front of me.  I mean, they were literally inches from the front brim of my hat.  One of them throws his arm out in the Nazi salute and says, “white pride, white power!” at the top of his lungs, naturally drawing the attention of everyone within earshot.

I’m absolutely clueless, so I said, “dude, what the hell are you talkin’ about?”  The other kid, already laughing, jabs a hand at my duster first, then at my hat (nearly knocking it off–NOT cool) and says, “what’s with the getup, cowboy?  You miss your KKK meeting?”

Oh, hell no.  Them’s fightin’ words, boy.

The first hand that came towards my duster again got smacked away, but before I could bury my palm in his chest like I wanted to, the cop stepped in and said, “alright, guys, leave ‘er alone, you don’t even know ‘er!”  I didn’t say another word.  When they mockingly goose-stepped past me and shouted “WHITE PRIDE!” again, I just walked away.  I could’ve given ‘em a lecture, but why?  They wouldn’t have heard it.  These were two fine specimens of young black kids brought up to believe that everyone’s out to get them and that all white people are racists.

Four years?  I’m not sure I can take four years of this garbage.  Racism my backside.  The only racists I see are the ones crying about it.  The only racists who came out on election day were the Black Panthers.  And I’d really like to know why it’s okay for a black kid to wear a t-shirt with a raised fist and “black power” in big, bold letters, but somehow wearing my cowboy hat and duster–and simply being white–makes ME the goddamned racist.