The good old days?

I love when older black people go on and on about how times were so different and better when they were

growing up, really? They always neglect to mention that if they were caught on the wrong side of the

city (while being black of course) they would have had their asses handed to them by young Irish or

Italian men. That doesn’t seem like a lot of fun to me. An older Italian gentleman who was supervisor at

a grocery store I worked at the time inform me how he and his friends would chase any coloreds out

of his neighbor after sun down (yes he said coloreds). The “good old days” when minorities and women

could only be maids, factory workers or secretaries, those “good old days”? Every social ill that we have

today we had sixty years ago. There were drug addicts sixty years ago, there were prostitutes sixty years

ago, there were republicans sixty years ago. Do you really miss when you could call a spade a spade?

Should we go back to the days were a boss could sexually harass a female worker until she gave into his

demands or quit her job. Racism was very overt sixty years ago should we use separate water fountains

again? I think what people really mean is that when they wore rose colored glasses and things seemed

different. Those glasses were broken in the late sixties (thank your god) and only conservative Christians

are trying to glue them back together. It seems to me that the people with all the power are now po’d

because they only have most of the power. My mother told me stories of how when she was a little girl

growing up in Chicago how black people had their stores to shop in along Madison Ave. She told me she

rarely even went downtown because everything she need was in her neighborhood. That was until blacks

burnt it all down after the King assassination. The good old days are gone because someone older

burned it to the fucking ground.


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