"Can't shake the devil's hand and say you're only kidding."
I posted this in a comment to one Bup's recent journal entries:
"Mandeville's White Flight has always been a sore spot for me and my family. Granted, I'm fourth-generation Mandevillain, so my family has been in the town/city since they got off the boat from Bavaria, and my views may sound snobbish and jaded, but the mass exodus of upper-class crackers really ruined the place.
What these former Southshore residents of the late '70s and early '80s failed to realize, due to the lack of foresight that has long plagued whitey, was that crime cannot be "left" in one place. Wherever a mass population settles and progress rises, crime will surge.
In about 10 or 15 years, crime around St. Tammany Parish rose drastically.
But post-White Flight Mandevillains, especially those that came from or descended from the former Southshore residents, loathe to consider that they are the direct cause of their current crime and safety problems. It was probably easier back in the '60s when there was an ethnic group to thrust you're ills upon, but in post-2000 Mandeville, where the population is over 90% white, these upper-class suburban refugees have no one to blame it on but their own children, and that's impossible because their little baby would never act like a thug."
It succinctly summarizes my hatred of my hometown, a suburb of New Orleans, due to the mass exodus of affluent white people from a city they viewed as dangerous and uncivilized to a small town they considered bucolic paradise.
Now I was raised without prejudice towards any ethnic groups, and my parents taught me to be tolerant of other cultures. But recently I've realized that I do indeed harbor a seething hatred towards a particular race.
I hate whitey.