Archive for May 23rd, 2009

Whenever I’m in the mood to complain about local politicians, a friend comes to their rescue. He sent the link to this story on local Florida politics from a Kentucky Fried Chicken in St. Petersburg. I feel better already.

I suppose it’s something akin to rooting for your own demise, but if my generation is going to insist on segregated proms in the 21st century (It is the 21st century, right?), then I have no choice other than to look forward to the day when geezers like me have gone to our reward (such as it may be) and new generation is put in charge.

In rural Georgia, black kids and white kids are friends; black kids and white kids date; black kids and white kids socialize together.

But their parents don’t like it. So the proms are segregated. Lovely, eh?