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Friday, September 18, 2009

So I'm sixty-eight now!

On the sixteenth of Sept, I turned 68, and I asked myself, how does it feels to be sixty-eight? Actually, swell!

In my sixty-eight years, I 've seen many things occur, and I still can't adjust to many of today's happening. I still can't call a woman a "guy", and I can't adjust to the sight of faggots flaunting their perversion!

Basically, I grew up in South Ga, on a farm owned by my family, so I know hard work. I was born in Atlanta unexpectedly, while my mother was on a trip here. Growing up on a farm, had it's rewards such as, being around your kin every day, because all of my father's brothers also had farms, less than a mile apart. My father was a tradesman, and so were my uncles, but they also farmed . Picking cotton, picking tobacco, pulling corn,shaking peanuts,plowing a horse, I grew up with. Even as a child, I had chores to do every day I got home from school, feeding the hogs, cows, and chickens. Cutting up "stove wood", and wood for the fireplace, was a daily routine. Bringing in the cows. and slopping the hogs every day, made me a responsible person. I can remember when REA ran a power line back in the forties, and we first had electricity. No more icebox!

Church was an every Sunday thing, and I had to attend Sunday School every Sunday morning. Most kids in my community also attended also. I surprise many Blacks who mistakenly assume that all Blacks lived on a plantation and were sharecroppers! Far from it! On the first Sunday, even back in the forties, the church yard was full of brand new cars. I can remember when my father bought a brand new 1948 Ford Custom Deluxe, for around $800. What many don't realize, there were many Blacks who owned large farms in South Ga.

First school I attended, was in a church, where my mother and cousin taught 1st to eighth grades. Later Blacks got the cast off school buses from whites, and we begin to attend schools located in a central area. Back then, teachers whipped your ass without hesitation, for, cursing, misbehaving,and not getting your lesson! There was NO outcry about, "you whipped my child"! If the teacher put ten words on the blackboard, and told you she expected all of you to copy them down, because the next day, whoever she called to spell one of the words, if they didn't, they would get a whipping, very few called couldn't spell the word! I actually learned how to spell, from a Blue Back Speller book.http://www.visionforum.com/booksandmedia/productdetail.aspx?productid=51030&categoryid=4

I cannot fathom why today's young people are so damned respectful, and no one wants to take the responsibility for raising them that way. When I look at the Black youth today, I wonder just what in the hell went wrong. I suspect the erosion of moral values, is the culprit. Once upon a time in all of the Black communities, a person could be ostracized for not observing the moral values of the community. If a girl got pregnant, she got married! No Black man went around BEGGING for money, because it would mean he wasn't a real man, if he had to beg!

With the rise of the liberal Negroes in the early sixties, the moral values of the Black communities begin to falter, and today we can see how the liberal/socialist Negroes has brought both the country, and the Black communities down!

All of this was predicted back in the sixties by Patrick Moyninan, and many Negroes called a racist, but his prediction was right on target!
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In all of my sixty-eight years, I never thought the Black race would sink to such depths of depravity. It's as though you to go to sleep, and wake up in a new world. Well, I'm doing something about MY family. All of my children are college graduates, and my grandchildren are getting ready to enter college within the next two years. I will do all I can to help them, and make damned sure they won't want to emulate the Nigger savages! That is about all anyone can do, pass your values to your offspring, and help them to continue in life.

Oh well, let's hope I'll see 69!


1 Comments:

At 9:53 AM, Blogger Andrea Muhrrteyn said...

Sorry I missed your birthday Uncle Tom. Hope you had a good one and many more.

Lara

 

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