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Originally Posted by wgrr
Every year I drag ass down to Gallman, Mississippi for my wifes family reunion at the Gallman Baptist church. We were walking around the Gallman cemetery, looking at all the dead Gallmans, one year when one of her cousins proudly pointed out a headstone on a hillside. She told us they just put it up to mark the mass burial graves of their n***er slaves. She was so proud of it. You never see any blacks in Gallman. They stay on their side of the tracks. Segregation is alive and well in Mississippi.
The wealthy whites in Mississippi are doing just fine. My wifes fathers side of the family owns a whole city south of Jackson They even have their own exit sign on I55. I truly dislike Mississippi, but I go every year to remind myself how good I actually have it.
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While on a bicycle vacation in Tennessee last year I learned over breakfast from a nice white couple that there is no such thing as an intelligent black man. I just stared at my oatmeal and wished I was somewhere else.