XPost: alt.fan.sean-hannity, talk.politics.misc, alt.politics.democrats   
   From: daily.negro@gazette.com   
      
   In the summer of 2008, I crossed the Mason Dixon line – as many   
   other black people had done decades before me during the Great   
   Migration – and moved to Chicago after graduating from high   
   school.   
      
   For the first few weeks, I was euphoric. I felt like I could   
   breathe and move in ways that had been unavailable to me in my   
   Tennessee hometown – a place where I was made to think about my   
   skin tone on a daily basis.   
      
   “I haven’t seen a Confederate flag in weeks,” I told my mother   
   on the phone a few weeks in. “I didn’t realize how used I had   
   become to seeing them down there.” She felt pleased for me,   
   because the weight of racism I’d faced back home seemed to   
   already be lighter.   
      
   That quickly changed after 23 August – when Barack Obama was   
   named the Democratic nominee for president.   
      
   “You Obama-nigger monkey!” a man wearing a Chicago Cubs jersey   
   yelled at me. A few weeks after that, I heard another racial   
   pejorative while out at a bar and another shortly after that.   
   The idea of a black president seemed to shed many northerners of   
   their progressive decorum.   
      
   The north wasn’t the utopia I had imagined. It was instead   
   strikingly similar in regards to racism – just without the   
   accents and the flags.   
      
   http://www.theguardian.com/world/2015/jun/24/racism-us-north-   
   south-confederate-flag   
      
   The North is educating stupid blacks free of charge.   
      
   Obama isn't black, he's 50% white and less than 10% black.   
      
   Nobody with any brains likes blacks because of the way they act.   
      
   See?  The North hates blacks too.  Now you're smarter.   
      
   Only ignorant liberal politicians and greedy bankers wanted a   
   war fought over a false social issue.   
       
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)