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On the bus ride home from seeing Cait at the airport, a most fucked up thing happened.
We ended up behind another bus on the same route for a while. And that bus driver wasn't always stopping to pick up passengers. It's not like his bus was full at all - there was hardly anyone on it. Our bus driver was confused, and would apologize to the passengers we stopped to pick up. Eventually our bus driver realizes that driver is only stopping at places where there were white people, and not at all when there were solely people of colour at the stops.
WHAT THE FUCK? That is just SO fucking messed up. I was completely flabbergasted, as was our bus driver when he realized what was going on as well. And just when I'd decided to try to remember the number of the bus, we got stuck in traffic, and that bus got way ahead and I couldn't see it anymore.
Fucker. If I'd been on that bus...
And this was right when I was reading the chapter on skinhead racist assholes in the punk movement (I'm reading Fury's Hour: a (sort of) punk manifesto, by Warren Kinsella), so I was already mad.
We ended up behind another bus on the same route for a while. And that bus driver wasn't always stopping to pick up passengers. It's not like his bus was full at all - there was hardly anyone on it. Our bus driver was confused, and would apologize to the passengers we stopped to pick up. Eventually our bus driver realizes that driver is only stopping at places where there were white people, and not at all when there were solely people of colour at the stops.
WHAT THE FUCK? That is just SO fucking messed up. I was completely flabbergasted, as was our bus driver when he realized what was going on as well. And just when I'd decided to try to remember the number of the bus, we got stuck in traffic, and that bus got way ahead and I couldn't see it anymore.
Fucker. If I'd been on that bus...
And this was right when I was reading the chapter on skinhead racist assholes in the punk movement (I'm reading Fury's Hour: a (sort of) punk manifesto, by Warren Kinsella), so I was already mad.