A photo sheds a thousand tears:
From the person who passed along this photo:
Look at the White lady’s face and the people directly behind her. That’s Halloween in Louisiana – black kids not costumed invading White neighborhoods where the kids (young kids not teenagers) still wear costumes.
This reader’s account is all too true. I’ve had the opportunity to experience neighborhood enrichment on Halloween, and what he describes is the same everywhere: un-costumed black kids (mostly hulking teenagers), pants sagging to dey knees, mobbing Nice White Person doorsteps, pushing aside the little White kids in their Marvel character costumes, hollering “where da candy at?” (in so many expletive-deleted words) and shoving their grubby paws forward two at a time to grab giant handfuls of candy. Looking for parental supervision, the forlorn hostess Whitey will spot Big Momma on the sidewalk, yelling at her phone and shifting her weight back and forth on steatopygous hips, revealing a Marianas Trench plumber’s crack over leopard-print tights.
All of our cultural touchstones are hollowed out by Diversity™. It’s time to give Happy Homogeneity a chance.