TheMidevils's Blog

We grew up on a working farm here in Minnesota, so we didn't get a chance to deal with black people.     

Our smally dairy community had no people of color in our town in the 50's, 60's and 70's.        Why?     We're not sure, but Minneapolis had black people and orientals and indians.     They just never came up to north central Minnesota.    

Then the military came along, and us 2 brothers soon found ourselves in a cornacopia mix of sailors with every different colored skin, height, weight, body size, and beliefs, visions and thoughts and dreams.     We were involved in a war that no one wanted but the politicians, for the US cannot survive without a war.    The US became profitable after WW 2, then the Korean War, and yes, even Vietnam.

Us military men/women wanted nothing more than to come home safe and sound to our families.    A bullet or bomb kills all colors of skin, not just the one.      As the years went on, we watched the Hippies and the demonstrations and wondered why people acted like they acted.      If you were on the farm and you got into a beef, you and them went out behind the barn and beat the living SNOT out of each other.     Then came the riots after Martin Luther King was killed, and we wondered why people acted like they acted.      We saw the riots in Chicago and Detroit and LA, and saw the buildings burning, the cops beating the protestors, the carnage and all the destruction that followed.      Over the years, people seem to continued their hatred of the Vietnam war, but soon you heard very little of it.    But the RACE CARD GAME continued.   

And it goes on today.     In the late 80's, our job took us down to the delta region of Mississippi below Memphis (small towns called Duncan, Lulu, Friars Popint, Clarksdale, Jackson) to install digital telephone systems for the entire town, so options such as speed calling, call forwarding, etc, would work.     One of the men we worked with was a small bearded black man that was a hoot to be around, so we stopped at his place one morning to take him fishing as he often told us he knew where the big catfish were.    That day we stopped at one of the other employee's convienence store to grab some soda's and crickets, and while there, a black lady was trying to pull a fuse from a fuse box using a long metal screwdriver.    We screamed at her to stop, got a fuse puller from our tool box, and replaced it for her.      

The next morning the white manager called us in, told us that we were "NEVER" to help that lady again, nor were we to go fishing with his little bearded employee or we could pack up our tools and get off his job site.      We of course were dumbfounded, and asked him why he felt as if we couldn't have helped.     His response was, them is my N*****R's and if you want your own, get them, but leave mine the hell alone.      We said we understood, walked outside, and the little bearded black man said, "hey, you whiteys just cannot be around us N******R's like you think you can.     He shook our hands, thanked us for fishing with him, and walked away.     He never spoke another word to us other than something to do with the job.

We wondered why people acted they way they acted?    Over the years, we seem to understand that no matter what this country thinks, there is still racial discrimination and yes, race baiting.    It comes from BOTH SIDES of the color spectrum.     And alot of it is fueled by Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, Jeremiah Wright, and on the other hand, whitey's own David Duke, the Aryian Nation, and even the active KKK.      And we wonder why people act like they act?    Here's a few reasons why: 

STOP THE GAME AND LET THIS COUNTRY HEAL AND BECOME ONE.

IT'S OUR OPINION, AND OURS ONLY..............