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No amount of sun bathing can turn a White man INTO phpbb_a negro and race is more than skin deep as well you know. And for the record, I don't go sun bathing. I'm as White as a milk bottle. |
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We are all free to choose - every step of the way - no exceptions. |
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This is a discussion about racism in prisons so why bang on and on about White supremacists/racists like non-white racists don't exist ? |
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Just so's things don't get too heavy. Do you read the SUN by any chance? |
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I used to be a taxi driver. I picked up a guy and three gals. The guy was white the three gals were black - Jamaican. The journey was INTO phpbb_London. The guy was a miserable looking sod but the gals seemed quite jolly. Just sorta general chatting with the guy it emerged they were social workers. He was the gals' boss. I asked the gals "Where are you ladies from?" and before any of them replied, the guy snapped: "They are British. They have British passports." "Sure, that's cool. No worries" I replied then to the gals "So where are you from ladies?" Again the guy jumped in saying how they were British an how it was racist folks like me caused so much trouble and would I please shut up. Fair enough, he is the customer. I have no need to make his problems my problems. Tum te tum .... At this time we were travelling at a steady seventy-ish along the motorway. I was aware of a car on my offside but paid it little attention until I noticed the guy (in the front passenger seat) appeared somewhat agitated. I glanced at him and the expression on his face was one of almost fear. I looked where he was looking and saw the car alongside me contained four guys, two of which were leaning out of the window and shouting. Um ... they were black guys. I recognised them - they worked at my local Indian take-away. I wound down the window, waved and shouted a greeting. They gave me a load of friendly balona then accelerated away. I said to the guy "No worries, they are good friends of mine." Heh heh. I said "We still have forty five minutes left - would you mind if I played some music?" He said he didn't mind so I popped in a tape. It was a reggae tape >evil grin< The gals in the back were lovin' it and the guy's face looked lik a thunderstorm about to break. Needless to say, when the journey ended and he paid, he never gave me a tip. However, one of the gals passed me three fivers - one from each of them whispering that the journey had given them the biggest laugh they'd had for ages. The guy was watching so to really **** him off I gav her a kiss. Then I gave her the three fivers back and said to for them to treat themselves and thanks ... That resulted in a hug, and the guy nearly had an apoplectic fit. I was chuckling all the way home. Finally, when I got home I found the gal had put the fivers back in the cab ... Don't y'all just love folks? |
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