|Subject:||[Fenfire-dev] peach ghost town|
|Date:||Fri, 1 Sep 2006 17:25:46 +0200|
Captain Kingsblood, it isnt only the humiliation of segregationthat riles us. You educated fellows are too touchy, Doc.
Very few things could make Neil Kingsblood lie awake. But where I really learned tounderstand the darkies was in the South, on their home heath.
He mustnt, in his urge toward Africa, forget that he had Indianbravery in him as well.
To the surprise ofeverybody, including himself, he hailed Dr.
John Woolcape said gently, Mary and I dont run into muchdiscrimination. Did you really run into much discrimination? All this meditation was prelude to his Friday evening among thecolored intellectuals.
Yes, Belfreda is bad medicine, abad example for our young people.
Marble-floored hospitals for you andslaughterhouses for us.
I wouldnt in the least mind, say at aConvention, sitting down with Negro intellectuals.
John went on, You wont need to tell em youre colored.
All this meditation was prelude to his Friday evening among thecolored intellectuals.
He came into his house unknowing what and where and how NeilKingsblood was going to be.
I dont believe most of themknow there IS any discrimination.
School buses for your darling chicks, but ours canhoof it five miles.
You white iagos have built up arevolutionary army of thirteen million Othellos, male and female. In collegeshe had been earnest about the drama, and her Nora was named inmemory of A Dolls House.
I think you may say Iman out-and-out Liberal.
His accent was a mixture of Mississippi, Harlem and the twangyMiddlewest.
But Neil did not know that there was any Best Colored Society forMartha Davis to dislike.
Everybody excusing themselves that way fordrinking and whoring, even here in the Five Points. I dont believe most of themknow there IS any discrimination. While the affable assassin gobbled cold roast beef, Mrs. He mustnt, in his urge toward Africa, forget that he had Indianbravery in him as well.
Your loving son Ryan, who is damn near always right on racialissues too.
It was a pleasant summer-evening walk among the maples and fresh-watered lawns of Sylvan Park. Would you feel that it was wise tohave a Negro for dinner, if he was a qualified preacher?
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