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From: | Adrian Paige |
Subject: | [Gallium-dev] microbe |
Date: | Thu, 21 Sep 2006 08:24:18 -0000 |
I didnt expect tonight that Id find quite so many
of your racethat are better-read than I am. Martha never could understand that
herhusband was a Fresh Nigger Who Didnt Know His Place.
I didnt expect tonight that Id find quite so many
of your racethat are better-read than I am. She mustnt be sick withremembering a
murdered father, way Phoebe Woolcape is.
Then, Tell me, Neil, does anyone suspect
hisplight?
Neil wondered, But can you stand our cold winters?
I wouldnt in the least mind, say at aConvention, sitting down with Negro
intellectuals.
Mary andI dont like squabbling and screaming, and
we feel its safer so.
And then your classmate complainsthat we wont
whisper our secrets in his dainty ears! I think you may say Iman out-and-out
Liberal. Pete Snitch, of the Snitch Brothers SteelCompany of Illinois.
He was a lover of whisky,peanuts, Tolstoy, and
prizefighting. Oh, yes, you Northernershave a great future in the chivalry and
blacksnake business. Davis as a friend longtrusted and eagerly found
again.
Clem Brazenstar raged, Say, for Gods sake, are we
going to startanother all-night race-discussion?
Understand me, I dont condone it as a permanent
arrangement.
Snitch feels hes taken over thefamily ghosts, in
crinoline, along with the title-deed.
With my Southern training, Im sure Id spot him at
once. Shelley Buncer of theSylvan Park Baptist Church, a sensible and friendly
man.
He saw thatthey were the eyes of bloodhounds, on
their haunches.
I didnt know there were discriminations like that
in GrandRepublic, said Neil meekly.
You dont know how aworker feels, said Sugar. And
then your classmate complainsthat we wont whisper our secrets in his dainty ears!
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