Saturday, November 29, 2014

To Hell with ye Adjective-Americans.

One-team, one fight.
Or one-team, 20 fights and we don't even get off of the ice.

Academia wants statistics and to be presumptuous on arguments as solid as ice, from sickle cell anemia to ice cooling and water warming.
Are there such things as races or aren't there?
There are naturally Adjective-American on Adverb-American Love Crimes involved in statistics, right?

Shut up.

We want to define racism based on prejudices (by definition requiring a basis of experience) but we don't want to see a complication of diversity as it relates to the assimilation that made the sound of a bubbling melting pot glorious.

We don't have to, so we won't walk a mile in someone elses shoes.  Ignorance is bliss.

I know this much. 

I'm not racist.  I'm culturalist. 

And as an American, I love my right to respect diversity, especially to the degree with which my culture made America a successful culture of cooperation, abundance and the freedom to volunteer or not.

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