Often times as I'm leaving my house early in the morning to go into town and my office I'll meet the property owner next door who is on his way back from his newspaper box. He's an elderly gent of about 78 or so. Whenever I meet him I'll always pull to a stop and chat for a minute. Over time we've exchanged a few nigger jokes and I've given him a White Patriot paper and other lit. I've always known he's not politically correct at all, but this morning he surprised me.

We we're talking about the economy and yucking it up about our new nigger prezidunce. Then, Mr. S - - - - got a real serious look in his eye. He leaned over and said, "Ya know, Terry, as bad as it is I'd still rather have that goddamn nigger than a jew." The way he said "jew" just dripped with venom.

Tickled the hell out of me. The old boy was intense. I've been grinning to myself since.