Hollis, girl, I feel you! I lived in the Midwest for a number of years. When I moved there, I was a firecracker. But by the time I moved back home to GA I wasn't even a sparkler. To this day I couldn't tell you how I had gotten so buried; I still couldn't tell you what all that debris is or where it came from. I have spent the last several years buried without a clue how to retrieve myself from all that dust. Then one day I got so sick of me not know what happened to me (the firecracker) I just commenced to digging, and I didn't stop until about 6 months ago. When I finally got through all that debris, I didn't find the firecracker. Instead I found dynamite! Here's to re-discovering your "kaboom!"
Let me see if I've got this straight: we've got "White Pride," who wants so badly to live in a community that is 100% white he won't take his ass out West where there is land a-plenty for his own, personal, White Haven. He won't even have to blaze a new Trail of Tears, either! He, and those of his ilk, can just move right on in. What a modern day time saver.
And then there's Ernest, who is concerned that there are sections of Atlanta where whites don't feel safe being, day or night. This is a tragedy because people, no matter what race, should feel safe wherever they choose to be. But, having said that with complete sincerity, wasn't it just five years ago that the store owners & managers in L5P had to put anti-hate signs in their windows because of the violence brought on by white racists? But he doesn't feel safe in sections of the city...and I should go talk to Al Sharpton and Jesse Jackson when I'm done whining about the White Nationalists.
Okay, show of hands: who really wants me to make THAT phone call?
If we could all assess our relationships and situations, and accept their lovable flaws, we would all probably be a lot happier!
I know I'm years late reading and rating this article, but I still wanted to comment, one artist to another. Of all the things you have written, and I have enjoyed immensely, one line you wrote stands out, "...when you're floudering, nothing makes you feel better than a simple gesture of acceptance..." Now, that's deep.
Great piece, Hollis! Happy Thanksgiving, from my family to yours!
Okay, Atlanta, 100 years is quite long enough for blissful ignorance. Little-by-little, the truth in our history is being revealed. It's ugly and it's painful, and no amount of White fear or Black pain can suppress it forever, as evidenced by the research of two ethnically diverse teens. Great job, ladies, and hat's off to Creative Loafing for printing the truth.
Here's to staying on the bike, Hollis!
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