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First, I don’t believe I stated in anyway that I doubt your story. I said that I don’t believe it’s out of nowhere as you implied in the multiple encounters. >

First, I don’t believe I stated in anyway that I doubt your story. I said that I don’t believe it’s out of nowhere as you implied in the multiple encounters. > a three or four year old boy walks out of the door and says in loud voice "f* you white boy" .. I was upset by this, since my parents went to great lengths to teach us that racist name calling is always wrong. I did nothing to those people in that apartment. > a three or four year old boy This can’t possibly be the example that you’re referring to. Do you have an example of what you actually stated in your comment? Where someone just called you a racist out of the blue for no reason? You’ll get no debate from me against the idea that all people, including Black people, can be racially discriminatory.

mistrial9 4y ago
ok - I was riding my bicycle in the University town where I am typing now. Broad daylight, in the summer.. urban houses. One house is vacant, and has been for years. There are dry leaves and the house is wooden, a giant old tree is in the center of the front yard that drop leaves often. The stairs and porch are painted wood but years old, from neglect. An apparently-homeless black woman had her urban homeless baggage with her, on the steps, and she was smoking a cigarette and talking to herself. We have had fires here, more on the way. I stopped and said "Hey, cigarattes? that is super dangerous. Can you please not smoke cigarettes there?" big, dismissive, mildly cursing no.. So I repeated, "really, its really not OK to smoke there. There are things all around you that can catch fire" .. BIG, resentful, harsh retaliation including "you are a racist!" etc No movement, no accomodation.. I rode my bike fifty feet, found a neighbor and pointed it out. The middle aged woman neighbor made a bad face, and was completely unhappy about this, as I was.

mistrial9 4y ago

ok - I was riding my bicycle in the University town where I am typing now. Broad daylight, in the summer.. urban houses. One house is vacant, and has been for years. There are dry leaves and the house is wooden, a giant old tree is in the center of the front yard that drop leaves often. The stairs and porch are painted wood but years old, from neglect. An apparently-homeless black woman had her urban homeless baggage with her, on the steps, and she was smoking a cigarette and talking to herself. We have had fires here, more on the way. I stopped and said "Hey, cigarattes? that is super dangerous. Can you please not smoke cigarettes there?" big, dismissive, mildly cursing no.. So I repeated, "really, its really not OK to smoke there. There are things all around you that can catch fire" .. BIG, resentful, harsh retaliation including "you are a racist!" etc No movement, no accomodation.. I rode my bike fifty feet, found a neighbor and pointed it out. The middle aged woman neighbor made a bad face, and was completely unhappy about this, as I was.