Mine too. Mine was a neoconservative, or a hard right person, however one defines it, and, he despised Mayor Richard J. Daley with a passion because Daley was just a democrat. But, I was unaware of Daley's positions about race, until I'd left home at the age of 16. But after leaving, I'd made new and different friends, and found racism was prevalent even in the early 1970s' and later learned about how Daley handled people in the city he was a long time mayor of, which was despicable. He basically kept his thumb upon black aldermen of certain districts.
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I never bought into my father's racism, I was too young to do that because the schools I went to were integrated, which he didn't like either. If he'd ever found out I'd played sports with blacks during recess or after school, I'd probably be dead.
Here we are, 2012, and I would have thought all of this was well behind us, until recently, when different people from different walks of life basically outed themselves, and these are basically the older people who never evolved into thinking that people are people, no matter what color they might be.
I find it somewhat disturbing. I don't like it either. There's no place for it in today's society.
My dad never changed either. On a visit to see mother and father while home on leave, he made a comment about blacks, and I just gave him the dirty look and said, don't start that again, I listened to it for 16 years, just stop it.
Maybe it's a few, maybe it's more widespread than I can imagine
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