…at Totsy Mae's blog post "Unarmed, Yet Still Dangerous:"
The only time my parents made any negative comments about other people (when I was growing up) was to say, "They're just trash." Trash came in every color, age, and shape (even our own). I had no idea my parents had any "racist" leanings until the last decade.
My Dad didn't like Obama, but it's usual for him to lean republican. I found out how he felt about people "of color" about six months before he died (this year). My x-sister-n-law has a live in boyfriend and my father was so annoyed that his grandson has to live with "that" man and his new "half-breed brother."
My mother died before Obama came into the picture, but I'm sure she would have voted for him (she just wouldn't have told my Uncle — a very vocal racist, she said). She might not have approved of my nephew's home life, but only because her x-daughter-n-law would be the trash in that situation. Mom would have been totally taken in by Obama and his charming family. I can almost hear her on the phone telling me "how elegant" Mrs. Obama looked at that event, etc.
I was so shocked to learn they even had any such feelings.
And so disappointed.
I am so very glad they kept those opinions to themselves while I was growing up or I would have missed out on the best babysitter we ever had and some wonderful friends.
I voted for Obama and he hasn't let me down. I knew he would have to struggle with everything he'd promised because he was now surrounded by so many "good ole boys," and all of his goals would be a mighty battle among them. I'm voting for him again.
That other fella? Hell, no! He can barely stand up straight what with that filthy shoe in his mouth all the time!
I like it when other pholk's blogs prompt me to comment in a blog length post kinda way.