It doesn’t get any uglier. (Racism in the Trailerhood)

We thought we had heard it all. From dumping septic tank contents on another person’s property, to bounties for killing loose animals, or trying to evict tenants based on religion.

Today Michelle noticed a suspicious vehicle driving slowly through the park. As we say in the South, he looked Thuggish, complete with a “Do Rag”. She then went to check the mail. “Popeye” (name given to our female maintenance person, was cutting grass at the boxes). The mail boxes are located at the front of the park. Visible from my office window. Popeye asked Michelle If she had noticed the dark gold vehicle driving around the park. Michelle said she had, and told Popeye she didn’t think any African Americans lived in the park. Popeye says, “Oh, you’re one of those“, and made a face. Michelle said, “No, but I was trying to be politically correct and polite”.

Popeye bluntly said, “Well I’m not, We don’t want any (insert the plural N word here) in the park. Michelle asked, “What does M (the owner/manager) say about that”. “Honey” says Popeye, “M’s” more racist than I am”.

Popeye talking to the Boss “M”

After that exchange, we may be labeled as politically correct non-racists, and perhaps undesirable. I’m going to start wearing a hidden body cam, so I can have actual video/audio of the craziness that dwells here. I can’t prove his stance having not heard it from him first hand, but she is an agent of the park since she is in his employ, We can take her assessment of him as authority to represent him. For more irony, Popeye rooms with the sweet elderly lady that holds Bible study sessions on the porch on Wednesday evenings.

It would appear, that racism is alive and well in this Redneck Trailerhood. I would like to be able to say that I am shocked, but I can’t. I’ll just continue my self-imposed hibernation from the virus.
“It’s Springtime. Speak to me, not of death, but renewal of life”– Ron

Comments always welcome.

Racism is still a prevalent Disease.

Some Trailer Parks can really attract the dregs of humanity. Some Parks are bastions of decency, As fate would have it I would wind up living in one that is both. There are at least 3-4 Confederate Flags scattered around the park. None of the owners of them look old enough to have served in the Confederate Army, but who am I to judge.

Someone our daughter knows was looking for something small and cheap for a short time. He is ex-military and a really decent guy. I tried to squash the idea of telling him about the small trailer in the back row but no one would listen to a wise ex-cop.

This week he told us that he had dropped by to check on the place recently as it needs fixing up before he can move in, but he wanted a project to occupy him having recently
filed for divorce. He related that he was out in the yard checking things around it and the neighbors, who have not been here more than a month themselves, came over and introduced themselves. They told him they hoped he was not a loud person and didn’t have loud music  as they are quiet people. They also hoped he didn’t allow Negros (they used the N word) to visit him. He was dumb struck.

It’s more a sickness of the soul

Now this comes from people living in a pull along travel trailer with two kids, they don’t even have a tag on their vehicle, something I thought was rather odd first time I saw them as I took one of my daily walks. I can’t for the life of me understand how people can be raised with such dislike for their fellow man based on skin color. It’s more a sickness of the soul, almost something black and evil inside them. You just never know about people, They must be stuck in the early 1960’s. However it may make for some interesting Blog News for us if it gets heated, because this guy moving in has several African American friends. It is hard to fathom how in the 21st century we still have people that think like this. Scariest part? To some it is a lifestyle along with flying the Flag of a by-gone cause and toasting to “The South shall rise again!” as they weave around the bonfire under the influence of their favorite alcoholic beverage.

Let’s hope the fireworks aren’t too big when the new guy has company.

Comments welcome,